Hello. My name is Bob and I am 24 years old.
This is a true story about how I got to fuck another man's wife. I fucked her regularly for months. Her husband knew all about it. In fact, he encouraged me to fuck her. Sometimes he just watched. At other times, he joined in.
I met them at, of all places, a "non-landed" nudist club. For those of you who don't know what a "non-landed" nudist club is, it is a nudist club that does not own any property where one can be nude outdoors. The club that I belong to is a family-oriented club, NOT A SEX CLUB, and it is associated with a national well-respected nudist organization. During the winter, the club holds nude swims at a local recreational facility. It was at one of the swims where I met them.
Jim was 38 years-old and Sue was 32. They had been married for nine years. He worked as a tax accountant and she worked as a lab technician.
Sue was of Asian descent, with long straight black hair and pretty brown eyes. She also had a nice smile. She was only 5 ft 2 inches tall and couldn't have weighed more than 116 pounds. Her skin was smooth all over. Her curves were in all the right places. Her breasts were lovely. She also had little feet and a firm little bottom.
In contrast, Jim was Caucasian, about 5 ft 10 inches tall, with dark brown hair. He was a bit pudgy, probably from his sedentary job. He loved to talk about taxes.
Both of them were very friendly although, in my opinion, Sue was the more outgoing of the two. I eventually discovered that she had a mischievous sense of humor.
She would sit next to me at the edge of the pool with her little feet dangling in the water. We would chat about a number of things. Most of the time it was small talk but sometimes the conversation was more serious.
The two of us would also walk around the gym area together. I have to admit that I felt a bit exposed when we did that as we were both nude. I was concerned that I would get an erection in front of her and I didn't want that to happen. Of course, I had a towel, but it wasn't where I could grab it to cover myself right away. I think she could sense my concern.
I noticed that Sue would flirt with me when the circumstances were right. She was subtle the way she did it. In other words, I couldn't be sure if she was just being friendly or if it was more than that. For example, one time she paused to look at me when I first got naked in the locker room. (In case you were wondering, one locker room was used for both men and women since this was a nudist event.) When we were sitting together on the edge of the pool talking, she might touch my arm. Before we left a swim, she might rinse off in the shower while I was in the one right next to her. One time when I had soap all over me, she playfully commented, "Don't you think you're using a lot of soap?" It was little things like that.
Her flirting occasionally became more obvious. At the December swim, when the three of us were in the sauna, she positioned herself on the bench so that I had a nice view of her fully-shaved pussy. She just smiled at me innocent-like as if she didn't know what she was doing. When another person happened to come in, she immediately repositioned herself so as to appear more modest.
A few days before the January swim, Jim called me to ask me if I would like to stay at their place for the night. (He had asked me for my phone number at the last swim.) The weather forecast was threatening heavy snow on Saturday late in the evening. He said that it would be safer for me to stay with them that night. That way, I could drive home the next day after the weather cleared. (I lived almost an hour and a half from where the swims were held whereas they lived only a short distance away.) Of course, I immediately accepted their invitation.
I arrived at their place late that Saturday afternoon.
Sue greeted me at the door with a big smile.
She said, "I'm so glad you decided to stay with us!"
Jim showed me around their house. There were three bedrooms upstairs. They used one of the rooms as an office. That's where they kept their computer. Of course, they slept in the master bedroom. I would sleep in the spare bedroom.
Sue had prepared sandwiches and we shared some coffee.
After 6 o'clock, we left for the swim. Jim drove.
We had a good time at the swim. They had a nice turnout that night including a few new people whom I hadn't met before. It seems that it is in the dead of winter when they get their best attendance. I got to talk with some of the members at the small room near the entrance of the facility where the club set up a table for the various snacks that the members bring. The food usually includes items like pizza, soda pop, cookies, brownies, and other healthy snacks like that. LOL.
Sue stayed near me for much of the evening.
Upon returning to their place after the swim, Sue went upstairs "to change into something more comfortable". What surprised me was when, a few minutes later, she walked into the living room stark naked!
Jim asked, "What happened to your clothes?"
She replied, "I decided to do without them! Is there a problem?"
He laughed, "No. Of course not. I just wasn't expecting you to be nude!"
I guess there really wasn't much unusual about that as I had just seen her nude at the swim. But this was different. I hadn't expected to see her standing completely naked in their living room!
She went into the kitchen for a moment and when she returned, she handed us each a glass of red wine. She also brought out a glass of wine for herself and some crackers to share.
She sat next to Jim on the sofa while I sat in the recliner facing them. We talked about a number of things. I could tell that Sue was enjoying being naked in front of us two guys. I should mention that Jim and I had our clothes on.
She told me about an incident that had just happened to her that night at the swim. One of the employees of the recreational facility happened to walk into the locker room just after she had gotten out of the shower. She was by herself when he walked in:
"The poor guy, he couldn't help staring at me. I don't think he expected to find me there alone."
I asked her, "Weren't you afraid that he might do something?"
"I did feel a little uneasy at first. After all, I didn't know who he was."
"You didn't know that he worked there?"
"Oh, sure. I knew that. But that doesn't mean anything."
Jim interjected, "I think maybe you should be more careful about being in the locker room by yourself!"
She replied, "I know you're right, but I still think he was harmless enough. Besides, there were lots of people at the swim and anyone could have walked into the locker room at any time."
I asked, "So, what happened?"
"Nothing really. I just stood there naked while we chatted."
We talked about a number of topics while we shared the wine and crackers.
Apparently, they had been nudists for some time.
Sue explained, "When Jim and I were first married, we would go to a farm where we could lay out nude. It was so peaceful. There were at most a dozen other people, not including the owner and his wife. It was a lot of fun. There was a pond where we would go skinny dipping. Sometimes we would even pitch a tent."
I asked, "How did you find out about it?"
Jim replied, "It was listed on the website for the national nudist association. The reason why there weren't many people there is because it was so rustic. Most people want a swimming pool and a nice clubhouse."
Sue commented, "That may be true. This wasn't a place where people would come to party. I think the owners didn't want to have too many people there because that could ruin things."
I asked, "So, whose idea was it in the first place to go to a nudist club?"
She replied, "It was Jim's idea. I didn't think I could go through with it but, once I was there, it didn't take me long to take my clothes off. I think it's often that way. At first, the husband has to convince his wife but, once she experiences being nude, there's no going back to being "textile"".
