Thursday March 22
Maggie Windsor stretched out across the plaid couch in her open-concept living room on a cold, early spring afternoon. Her toned 5'10" frame was fully extended and her long, blonde hair covered a pillow. The 42 year old mother of three barely looked a day over 35. Her eyes were a breathtaking blue and her skin showed little wear. Her 32C breasts leaned to the side as she laid back and barely sagged at all.
She wore a loose black tank top; short, grey cotton shorts; and a white thong. It was good she was laying down. As she just received some disappointing news about her upcoming vacation.
"I'm so sorry you can't come," Maggie spoke to her brown hair and brown eyed friend, Shelly, over the phone. Shelly just learned her father-in-law died and she would have to cancel her and her husband's plans to go on a getaway.
"Well, we'll have to eat the cost of the plane tickets. We used our airline miles and I don't think we'll get those refunded. And we'll still pay for our share of the resort," Shelly explained.
"No. If you aren't coming you shouldn't have to pay for anything. But I don't know if we'd be able to transfer the plane tickets and who would even go if we could."
"Well, maybe you can take the boys. You won't have many more chances to all be together before they go off to college. We could make it their graduation present. You know how much we love them, and since we don't have kids, we'd love to spoil them."
"Yeah, but our kids still don't know what kind of trips we take."
The couple had been going on vacations with Shelly and her husband, Maxwell, for about eight years. Their trips usually involved staying at nudist resorts and traveling to nude beaches. Their next outing was a clothing optional cruise with stops throughout the Caribbean Sea. They planned on visiting their daughter for a day before their ship disembarked from Miami.
Maggie had three kids with her husband Henry Windsor. Holly was a twenty year old college sophomore in Miami. Richie and Terry were eighteen year old fraternal twin brothers, who were about to graduate from high school.
Maggie continued with the conversation. "No. We're thinking of telling them soon. But it doesn't mean we want to invite them on a trip. Plus, we couldn't just take the boys. Holly would have to come, too."
"Well, we'll pay for our share of the suite and plane tickets. You should take the kids and it'll be their graduation present from us. Nudity is only required at the pool, sauna, and maybe a couple other spots. The rest is clothing optional. So you wouldn't have to get naked around each other. And besides would it be so bad if you saw one another naked anyway. It's just the human body. They're adults. They can make their own decisions." Shelly reasoned with Maggie.
"Yeah. Well, I don't know if I'm ready to see my grown sons' dicks," Maggie laughed out loud.
"But, I bet you've thought about it!"
"Wow! Shelly, you're so naughty. Well, I'll run things by Henry and see what he says."
The two continued brainstorming ideas and hung up their phones to do research on the internet. They nearly finalized an itinerary when they spoke a couple hours later. The rest of the family would have to agree to the plans.
Only Maggie was home when Henry arrived from work at about 5:30. He was dressed in his business suit. Richie was at track practice and Terry was playing music with his garage band.
Henry was a real estate agent for a group called Real Invest. He sought out development projects and traveled frequently for it. He was a tall, thin, 44 year old. His hair was brown, curly and around ear length. He had an oval shaped face and brown eyes. His body was in excellent shape, although he wasn't very muscular. He stood 6'3" tall and weighed 180 pounds.
He adopted long distance running and bicycling shortly after college. He was now finally working toward finishing a triathlon. It kept him from gaining much mass, but he acquired incredible endurance. Maggie was still in excellent shape, but she couldn't keep up with his training.
She was a nurse at St. John's Hospital and maintained an active lifestyle. She practiced yoga and took martial arts lessons sporadically. She spent the day preparing for the vacation and was working the night shift that week, She postponed some packing to speak about the new travel plans.
"Hey, honey. How was work?" she asked.
"Oh. It was okay, but trying to fill this high rise has been a challenge. I'm really looking forward to this vacation. I hope you picked out a couple sexy thongs this time." He removed his suit coat and tie before sitting down.
"I did honey, but there have been some changes to the trip. I've got to run some stuff by you."
"Is everything alright?"
"Not exactly. Maxwell's father died. He needs to arrange the funeral and they can't come on the trip."
"That's terrible. I hope he's doing okay. Should we even go on the trip? How can we afford it? Should we go to the funeral?"
"Honey, relax and slow down. The funeral's all the way in Buffalo. And we never met the man. So, no, we don't need to go to it."
"Well, I've really been looking forward to this trip, honey. I haven't stuck my dick in Shelly for a while. My cock's been hard thinking about our next foursome for weeks."
"Yeah. How do you think I feel? I'm going to miss not having Max's eight inch pecker shoved up my tight box!"
They both laughed and smiled, but were also disappointed inside. The Windsors were't necessarily swingers, but loved swapping with the Shaws. They lived over two hours away, so they tried to make their trysts memorable.
The couple daydreamed before reality sunk in. They got their thinking on track and the discussion became serious once again.
"I don't know anybody who will want to go on a nude cruise with us. Is it too late to cancel?
"Well, Shelly had a bit of an alternative idea. She's been wondering what to get the boys for their graduation present. If they come along, her and Maxwell will pay for the rest. There are a few transfer fees here and there, but it's only a few days from leaving. So cancelling would mean losing a lot."
"Wow. That's generous of her, but need I remind you what type of cruise this is. I know we've been talking about telling the kids about our lifestyle, but including them is a bit different, sweetie."
"I know it's not how we envisioned it. But we thought this could be a good chance to give them a hands-on experience. And even Holly can come along. It might be our last chance to all be together for a long time. You know how much I miss her. We should at least ask them. We really need to figure it out by tonight, or we might miss our window to transfer some stuff. Please, baby. Let's talk to them."
"Okay. It's a bit weird, but you're right. We should consider it. At the very least they'll know we're nudists. Just remember, we'll be on a boat. It's kind of hard to get up and go."
She understood his concerns, but continued explaining the details to him. The couples had already booked two adjoining cabins on the ship. One was a large, one room suite with a king size bed. The other cabin featured two rooms with queen size beds, a small living room and a kitchenette.
The parents would have a room, the boys could share a room, and Holly would get her own room. The arrangements were a bit extravagant, but Henry's frequent travel afforded them some luxuries.
Henry's curiosity was peaking as the front door opened and their sons entered the bi-level home. Winter weather gear protected them from the cold. They removed their coats, hats, and shoes before walking into the living room.
"Hey guys!" Maggie shouted, hopped off the couch and hugged her two sons.
Both young men were quite tall. They weren't identical twins, but both definitely looked alike and took after their father.
Richie stood 6'6" tall and was on his way to play college football as a tight end. He weighed about 200 pounds and was extremely fit. He wore his brown, wavy hair all the way down to his broad shoulders. His chiseled six pack abs proved his hard work. His eyes were brown, small and dark. He worked hard on school as well as athletics.
His brother, Terry, looked much like him, but was a bit smaller in stature. He stood 6'2" and weighed just over 180 pounds. He was a bit larger than his father in build. His brown eyes and brown hair matched theirs, although his head was nearly shaven. He was more of a loner, who did well enough in school to get into college, but didn't excel.
Richie and Terry would be attending different colleges in the fall, so their mom thought it would be one of the last chances for the family to all be together for awhile.
"How did the day go? Maggie asked her sons.
"Good," they answered simultaneously.
"Okay. Before you tell us about it, we have some news for you," she nearly shouted from her excitement.
"What's that, mom?" asked Richie
"We know you two were looking forward to having the house to yourselves while we went on vacation, but there's been a change in plans. Unfortunately, Maxwell's father died and the Shaws can't come with us. But we'd like you guys to come along instead," she explained.
"Sweet, that's awesome!" yelled Terry.
"Yeah, it is," agreed Richie. "It sucks Maxwell's dad died, but at least somebody will be having fun."