James needed a break; things had been really hectic for him at work. Lots of deadlines and people wanting him to fix things beyond his control. He was exhausted and refused to breathe. When he came home last night, wrinkles furrowed his forehead. He looked tired and overwhelmed.
"The world has gone crazy and everyone thinks I can fix it!" he snarled. "I don't want to deal with this crap anymore! I want to tell everyone to go to Hell!" he complained.
I hugged him and handed him a beer. We walked out to the hammock under the oaks and he told me of the chaos that had bombarded him throughout the day. We cuddled and I tried to calm him. His blood pressure was rising and he seemed unable to let go of the day.
Finally, I suggested we get away for a few days.
"We can't do that; didn't you just hear what I said?" he snapped angrily.
"Yes, I did hear you James and from what you said it's obvious to me that you need to relax," I suggested.
"And who do you think will take care of things while I'm gone?" he challenged.
"Someone other than you! Someone who will see that you are only human and can't fix the world. I insist we take a few days and find a quiet little hole in the wall and hide away for a weekend.
He looked into my eyes. His usually crystal blue eyes were rimmed in red from over work, lack of sleep and stress.
"Okay, we'll go next weekend; I promise!" he said to quiet me down.
He held me in his arms and we swayed in the evening breeze until day light turned to dusk.
After a good night's sleep, James was refreshed and ready to go once again. He dressed for work and fixed breakfast. We ate and he seemed in better spirits.
"Why don't you call and make a reservation at The Corner Market. We'll have a nice relaxing meal and relax this evening. Maybe even go catch a movie," James suggested as he left for the day.
Once he drove off, I called the restaurant and made a reservation for dinner. Then I called a quaint little hotel in Gulf Shores that we frequented whenever we found time. I made reservations for the next week.
"We have a large group coming in that weekend, ma'am; do you see that as a problem?" the clerk asked.
"Oh no, it might be nice to meet some new and different people for a change. They may even be the key to our relaxation," I assured him.
He took my card information over the phone and set us up for four days of relaxation and sun.
"You should arrive no later than three in the afternoon," the clerk instructed.
At dinner I informed James that I had made reservations for next week to go to Shady Sea for four days of relaxation.
"We can just walk along the beach; maybe pick up some sexy male and have some fun with him. You need to relax! You've been working too hard and it's taking its toll on you, and me!" I explained.
I could see in his eyes that he was not too pleased, but he said, "Yeah, I guess you're right, I just don't think I can find time to get away that long."
"Well, I am going with or without you, but I wanted you to go so that you could relax; they're killing you, James!" I argued. "Oh yeah, I nearly forgot there's supposed to be a large group there too. We might meet someone special," I added.
"Okay, I'll think about it. I promise," he said with sincerity in his eyes.
I didn't mention it again until Friday night.
"Are you going to join me this weekend or am I going to make that drive alone?" I asked.
He looked at me with a blank stare trying to remember what I was talking about.
"Oh! I'm sorry, you're right I forgot about the trip," he confessed a little embarrassed.
"So does that mean I'm going alone?" I pouted.
"No, I'll go. I just need to call Sam and let him know then find someone to take my clients on Monday and Tuesday. We will be back on Wednesday won't we?" he questioned.
I shook my head affirmative and smiled.
James made the necessary calls. When he found me packing in the bedroom he came up behind me and kissed me on the back of my neck.
"I'm sorry I was being so stubborn. You were right. I had no problems getting Sam to agree to my taking some time off. As a matter of fact he told me had I not made the decision, he was going to suggest it himself. Courtney said she was glad to help out and happy I decided to take the time off because it was wearing me down," he advised me.
"Thank you, Iām glad you are coming," I said and kiss him softly.
We arrived at two o'clock on Saturday afternoon. The lobby was crowded with people checking in. Most of who were naked.
I looked at James and he had a smile on his face that went on forever.
When we got to the desk he asked the clerk, "What's this?"
"Oh, Mr. Brown, I told your fiance' that we had a large group coming in this weekend. It's a group of nudist and they are here to celebrate National Nude Day on Monday," the clerk explained.
James turned and smiled at me. As if in a dream state, without even thinking my fingers traveled to the buttons on my dress. I fumbled trying to remove my clothes as I scanned the lobby for Bull sized cocks.
There were a few cuck-sized dickletts there as well as a nice selection of possible Bulls.
I absently stepped out of my dress and stood there surrounded by an assortment of beautiful bodies, male and females. My mind reeling the possible scenarios that we could play out.
James finished signing us in but not before a nicely built brown tanned man approached me.
"Hello, are you new with the group?" he asked.
"No, but since everyone else was naked, I decided to join you. I hate clothes!" I smiled.
"Well, I'm glad that our presence here will not be uncomfortable for you and your husband," he said.
"Oh no, we are very comfortable around open-minded people and we love to play with new people. Are you devoted to someone?" I asked.
He held up his hand to show me it was devoid of a band of gold.
"We belong to a singles nudist camp. Some people date and some just float. We wanted to make a public statement on National Nude Day, which is Monday. So we decided to see if we could get a hotel to book us so that we could show people what freedom looked like," he explained.
"Well, I'm glad the you did," I turned and smiled as James approached.
"Hi, man, I'm James and this is my Mistress," he smiled and held out his hand.
"Hey, James, my name is Lucas and I am very glad to meet you and your beautiful lady. She was just telling me how you sometimes like to play. I was hoping that I might be a part of that?" he introduced himself.
"Mmmmmm," I sighed.
The two of them looked at me and smiled.
"We're in room 413," James told him. "Have you checked in yet?"
"Yeah, I'm in room 312," Lucas told him.
"Well, why don't we go get unpacked and I'll get undressed since that seems to be the attire for the weekend. Then you come join us in say, a half an hour?" James consulted with Lucas.
"Sounds good, man; is it possible that you might like more than just me. When your Mistress took that dress off, about a dozen cocks stood at attention.
James didn't answer he just looked at me.
"I can't take on a dozen at once," I confessed, "but you might want to bring along one more as long as he is as endowed as you," I consented.
"Great! We'll see you in about a half an hour then; I'm so glad you folks showed up here today. It's always fun to explore new territory!" Lucas said as he turned to seek out another playmate.
As James picked up the luggage he laughed, "Well, I guess this is a waste of equipment for the next few day!"
"Yes, and I'm sure glad of that!" I agreed.
I showered and prepared for our new guests. James threw the luggage into the closet where it would be out of our way. He did pull out a few things that I would need makeup and perfume, hairbrush and some other toiletries.
At three o'clock there was a knock at the door. James answered it and showed Lucas and his friend into our rooms.
"Hello again, my lady," Lucas greeted me.
"Hi, Lucas, and thanks for coming by.
He introduced his friend to us; "This is Greg. He's fairly new with the group so I thought you might like to break him in."
"Oh, really," I cooed, "and how long have you been a nudist, Greg?"
He cleared his throat and said, "I joined the group two months ago, ma'am."
"Have you ever had shared?" I asked.
"Once, ma'am, but I was real young then," he answered.
"Well, I'm real hungry; do you think that you could help fed my lust?" I smiled.
Greg licked his lips and responded, "Yes, ma'am I'll do all that I can to fill your need!"
James shook his hand, "Hey Greg, I want you to enjoy my Mistress; give her all of that big meat that you have hanging between your legs," he said.
"As you can see, I can't even begin to satisfy her and I want her to be as pleased and filled as she wants!" he continued.
"With his small cock, I can't even feel him when he tries to fuck me. I get so frustrated with that little piece of meat that I get angry with his efforts and throw him out of the room," I told him.