Weeks after Megan and I met in the local coffee shop and discussed a possible arrangement, I am still amazed by the many ways that my life has changed. I had spent months in tortured isolation following the death of my wife Allison, and I had found it difficult to imagine a time when I might ever find sensual pleasure or any kind of intimacy with a woman again. My experiences with Megan in the past few weeks have erased those doubts. She has helped me to climb through the many layers of grief that had dominated my life, and I am so pleased that our relationship has blossomed the way it has.
Before I took Megan to a clothing optional resort, I was not sure if I would be able to convince her to do a deep dive into her own feelings or to reach a level of self-assurance that I knew would be essential to the kind of arrangement I had envisioned. That day at the resort changed everything. Not only did Megan eventually find the courage to be naked in the midst of hundreds of other people, she proved to herself that she was able to let down her inhibitions and explore her own sexual desires. I was now trying to think of new experiences that might take our relationship even further, but before I had solidified plans for our next meeting, Megan surprised me with a text message.
"Hi Paul. Sorry I have not written for a few days, but I wanted to tell you again that I really enjoyed our day at the resort. I'm still pinching myself to see if it really happened and that it was not just a dream."
"You were such a trooper that day," I typed when I saw the message. "I know it was not easy for you to spend a day in your birthday suit, but I was so pleased that you took the plunge."
"I hadn't said anything at first about our arrangement to my roommate. After that day, I finally opened up to her and told her what we had been doing. No names."
"Her response?" I quickly typed.
"I don't think she believed me at first," Megan replied. "But when I started to talk about some of the details of the resort, she was convinced. Turns out she has been there herself, so she knew I was not making it up."
"Sounds like she is an open-minded girl," I replied as I pecked away at the keyboard on my phone. "Any chance she might want to join us sometime?"
"That's why I am texting. She's kind of in a bind with money as I was. Do you think you might be able to help her like you did with me?"
"I'm open to the idea, but since I don't know her, I think we would have to meet first. Maybe the coffee shop?
Megan worked out the details with her roommate, and a few days later we met at the coffee shop where Megan and I had first discussed my proposal. As soon as Megan walked into the coffee shop with her friend Nikki, I knew I had to find a way to make it happen. Nikki was the kind of girl that turned heads wherever she went. She was blond and nicely tanned, and her strong athletic body was incredibly attractive. As we talked, I found out that she was on the college volleyball team and the swimming team. As to personality, she was quite a contrast to Megan. Megan was quiet and reserved most of the time. Nikki was outgoing and extremely personable.
"It's pretty clear that Nikki I are pretty different," Megan said after we had all gotten to know each other. "It's hard to believe that we are roommates."
"That's what makes us great roommates," Nikki countered. "It would be pretty boring if we were the same."
"She's also a lot more experienced with sex than I am," Megan answered. "That's why I thought you might want to meet her."
"Let's not get carried away," Nikki protested with a smile. "I admit I've had a few wild nights with a few guys I have been with in the past few years, but it's not like I am out on the street looking for marks every night."
The more we talked, the more I was convinced that Nikki could be a welcome addition to our arrangement. I described my house, the private backyard with a big grassy area, the cabana with the outside shower, and the large heated pool. I also mentioned that there were no firm rules, but that most adult guests chose to use the pool and hot tub in the nude. The more I spoke, the more interested Nikki seemed to be.
"It sounds amazing," Nikki said. "I've always dreamed of having a private pool like that. Sending time at yours would be the next best thing."
"Megan seems to like it," I replied.
"That's what I find so surprising," Nikki continued. "I've known Megan for a few years, and I really can't picture her swimming or sunning in the nude. In our apartment, she is so modest that she wraps herself in a robe or towel after a shower, even though I am the only other person in the room."
"I might just surprise you the next time I shower," Megan said with a smile. "I think Paul is turning me into a nudist!"
"Hah! I'll believe that when I see it," Nikki replied.
We sat in the coffee shop for another 20 minutes, and before we left, we had laid out a plan for a get-together at my place the following Saturday. I was filled with anticipation as I prepared the house and pool for our party. Allison and I had a few friends who would sometimes join us for a skinny-dipping party in our pool, but I honestly couldn't remember the last time that I had spent time with more than one female. I knew that adding Nikki to our arrangement would fundamentally change the framework of my agreement with Megan, but my mind was spinning with the possibilities. My hope was that Nikki would come to trust me just as Megan had done.
Megan and Nikki arrived in late morning on Saturday. They decided to sit out on the patio while I made up a pitcher of margaritas and some bowls of snacks. Since this was Nikki's first visit to my house, I decided to dress in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Normally I would be nude in my private yard, but I figured I would let the girls take the lead on the dress code for the day. I excused myself and went inside since I had a few important phone calls to make.