I can now say that I am a nudist. Even at my age, 75, I explore new worlds and try to do things that I never could while I was married. Being a nudist is now one of those accomplishments.
I am on a nudist website as a member. Over the course of the past year, I have met, online, several nudists who live in my area and recently chatted with a female nudist by the name of Carolyn.
Carolyn actually lived not too far from me, which gave me the hope of meeting her for real sometime.
One of the things that intrigued me about her was her screen name, "Lady G."
When I first chatted with her, I asked her why that name and she said, "Tony, I have long blonde hair down to my waist, I love to ride horses, I am a nudist and Lady Godiva was a role model for me."
I told her that made a lot of sense and from her picture in her profile, it fit her perfectly.
Carolyn was 75, long blonde hair, blue eyes, 5'9", about 130, full tits and a smooth pussy.
I fell in love with her as soon as I saw her picture and read her profile.
We had similar interests and I could see myself enjoying her company.
One of her likes was her fondness for traveling around the country by car as she felt that was the only way to really appreciate our country.
It was months of chatting when we finally decided to meet for dinner at a nice restaurant, somewhere in the middle.
The day finally arrived and, as I was getting dressed, I realized we have both seen each other naked, so there was no reason to get carried away in what I was going to wear.
I drove to the restaurant and got there a bit early and got a nice booth. About ten minutes after I arrived, I saw her walk in. She looked terrific. The waiter brought her over to the booth and I introduced myself to her.
We both complimented each other on how we looked and then Carolyn started laughing and said, "Tony, I always try to picture people, especially men, without their clothes on. But since I have seen you naked, I tried picturing you with your clothes on. And, I like what I see, both here and in your profile."
I laughed and told her I was thinking the same thing. I also told her that being a nudist makes a first date easier since we both know what's under our clothes and I liked what I saw in her profile and here, in person.
To say we hit it off was putting it mildly. Eventually, the subject of sex came up. Carolyn told me that when she tells someone she is a nudist, they instinctly surmize that I do nothing but fuck and being a nudist is just for sex.
I told her I avoid that because I don't tell anyone but that she was correct in people believing that nudity and sex go hand in hand.
Then I smiled and said, "Do you want to go to my place or yours for sex? I am only kidding." Then we both laughed.
The dinner was excellent and we went through a bottle of wine before we had dessert.
We must have spent more than two hours at the restaurant laughing and getting to know each other.
It was getting late and we decided to call it a night. As we were leaving the restaurant, Carolyn asked me if I would like to go to a local pub for a nightcap and I said yes.
There was a pub a few doors down from the restaurant and we went in and ordered some wine. We staid at the pub for two hours talking when we both realized it was late. We left the pub and I walked her to her car. We kissed goodnight and I told her I would call her in the morning.
When I got home I immediately sent Carolyn a text message that said:
"Glad we met...You are more beautiful in person...Godiva can't hold a candle to you...You are just as nice with your clothes on too... Thanks for a great night...Tony"
Within minutes, I got a reply:
"Glad we met too...Thanks for a great time...Next time we should go to a quiet spot where we don't have to wear clothes...Nothing like seeing and feeling the real things in person...Carolyn"
I smiled and my cock quickly hardened. I hoped I wasn't misinterpreting her message.
I decided to reply:
"Am I reading your text correctly or is this old guy wishfully thinking?"