The first morning, after a fast breakfast we practically raced each other to the nude beach at our favorite resort. We had been down early in the morning to reserve our chairs on our little patch of paradise. It wasn't really necessary to reserve chairs there were typically four loungers for each person on the small nude beach. But Mel, my wife, did have a favorite spot or two and wanted to make sure we got one of them. We always did.
We stripped and touched up the sunscreen we had applied in our room before going to breakfast. Mel went to the ladies' room before settling into her chair. I grabbed my booked and sat looking around at who had already dropped things on tables and chairs.
I could see Kim and Gary things up front under the large sea grape tree. Gary was short but very fit. An IT manager of some sort in the Carolinas. Kim his wife was one of the happiest and gentlest people. I can't produce an image of her without a smile. She seemed to be smiling even when she was totally engrossed in whatever book she was reading. Kim was a sharp minded lawyer who never invoked her superior intellect on anyone. An attractive blond woman of moderate height, petite upper body and breasts. She carried her weight low, but she carried it oh so very well. I imagined she was great in bed and often fantasised about her taut large thighs pressing against my ears while my tongue was roaming through her labia and lapping at her pussy. MMM Kim. Delicious.
Our hippie friends from Washington State would be on our left. Carrie and Brad probably would have been left out of the mix had it not been for Mel and I. They were odd to most people, but once you talked with them you knew they were smart and good natured, both with a deeply dry sense of humor that at some point during the trip had everyone belly laughing. Brad was soft and round generally. So was Carrie. Her attractiveness came from her free spirit and slyly revealed intellect. Her face was not beautiful but was not unattractive. Her body was natural, of course it was, she was a hippie, so her breasts hung low, the rest of her body reflected the same general droopiness but it all blended together into one of the more desirable combinations of mind, body and sexuality on the beach.
The group from Indiana would be a couple of rows in front of us. They were a mixture of 8 bodies, most of the men fit and buff, the women tending towards softer curves. The men were all members of the police force or fire department. They were nice enough and always open to fun and laughter but by mid-afternoon, after smoking the local herb and drinking their share of the daily special, they could become somewhat boorish.
Glen and Stephanie would be behind us. An average couple, much like us. Glen and I could have been brothers if you looked only at our bodies, but Glen had hair and I didn't have much. Now Stephanie. She was something to consider. She was obviously into fitness and spent a lot of time on her core and lower body. I often smiled when Stephanie walked about. There wasn't a male head that didn't turn and follow her wherever she walked. I think Stephanie enjoyed parading around watching the men trying not to draw their wives' ire by following her perfect ass and legs everywhere they went. And oh my, the gap between the top of her thighs was glorious and her shaved tightly formed pussy lips carved the top border of that gap into a work or art. It was impossible to have Stephanie stand by your chair talking to you and not stare at her perfect little cunt. That's why, whenever she stopped by for a chat, I always stood up.
And then there was Dawn and Bill. On previous vacations we had only ever overlapped with them by a couple of days. We had met them but had never had the chance to really know them. This year we had arrived a couple of days apart. Bill ran a small consulting firm which was fairly successful. I'm not sure what Dawn did, some volunteer work of some sort I think. Bill carried himself like an executive I suspect because that was who he dealt with most days. He was in good shape, exercising every morning before coming to the beach. Dawn was just gorgeous. They were no doubt the prom king and queen at high school when their romance began. Dawn had the perfect everything, face, height to weight proportion, square shoulders, breasts that fit perfectly on her v-shaped frame, pert nipples, great legs that weren't fat or thin, the perfect ass sitting on top of them and a pussy, which she mostly kept covered when standing, that simultaneously cried out to be fucked for days and worshipped untouched for its beauty alone. She walked and dressed like a goddess but never exuded that attitude when talking with her. In fact she was a little shy and pretty humble, which made her all the more attractive.
My wife Mel, is a beauty in her own right. Her body was damn near perfect though she never worked out. Genetics are amazing things. She ate as much as I did and never put on an ounce of weight. Her breasts were a bit large for her frame but somehow she carried them well. Plenty of men on the beach were prone to staring at them when Mel was talking to them or just standing nearby. Nice ass and pussy and really pretty face.
The rules of the beach were simple. Everyone had to be completely nude while on the beach. If you were going the bar or bathroom or in the water you could cover up. When sitting around in your chair you had to be naked. Most people were naked all the time. Some newbies went through a phase where they would put their bottoms on to go swimming or to the bar but that quickly stopped once they became aware no one was looking at them really. The only person who consistently wore their bottoms around was Dawn. She had a story about being stung on her pussy by jellyfish in the water one year, but no one on the beach could ever recall that incident. No one minded her shyness, except of course for the men who admired Dawn's body any time they go the chance.
This was a resort for couples but was not in any way a swingers' club. The whole premise of the nude area on the beach, which was about 15% of the total beach area, was respect which included no public displays of affection. So everyone was naked but no one was rolling around on the beach screwing their spouse or someone else's spouse.
One day in the water Bill confided in me about Dawn's shyness. I told him it wasn't an issue for anyone so not to worry about it. He said it disappointed him because she is so beautiful and he loved showing her off and making the other guys envious. That was a very selfish perspective I thought, but shrugged it off as a guy just being boastful.
Our vacation went well but quickly. Glen and Stephanie had left four days after we arrived. Everyone else it seemed was there for 2 weeks, while we were there for 10 days this year. Mel and I had fucked or pleasured each other orally most every night and morning and on a couple of days when it rained in the afternoon. The banter on the beach had been fun and for a change we had no weirdoes or single men invading our area. We had dinner with the hippies one night and Kim and Gary another night.
It was now our last day. We had gotten to know Bill and Dawn really well during the trip. They were really nice people. Not as uppity as Mel and I had once thought. Dawn had actually relaxed a bit and was walking around completely naked the last few days. Bill had commented to me that he was happy she was relaxing more and losing some of her shyness. He had told me that when they were young Dawn had been wild in bed and life but she had mellowed as she aged. I wondered how wild she might have been and just how much fun that no doubt was for Bill.
We had arranged to leave our things in Bill and Dawn's room for the day after our checkout and before our flight. After we had packed for our departure Mel and I partied a little the last night. As was our tradition we fucked like teenagers when we got back to the room falling asleep entwined and exhausted.
We met Dawn at breakfast on our last morning, Bill was on an early morning dive and would not be back before 11:00. After a lot of small talk we were finishing up breakfast and getting ready to head for the beach.
"We really appreciate you letting us put out valuables in your room until we leave tonight," Mel said to Dawn.
"It's no problem. We're happy to do it for you, as long as you return the favor sometime." Dawn said laughing knowing we would anytime they asked. "Mel, why don't you go and check out and Mark can carry your things to our room."
"Great idea Dawn. Then we will get more beach time on our last day," Mel agreed.
Dawn was in her standard morning outfit, long white linen pants and pullover white top with a white tank top underneath. I should have been able to tell what she was wearing under her long white pants but I hadn't ever looked that closely knowing I would have to stare intently. Besides, it was more fun letting my imagination play a little with what I couldn't see.
"I can wait outside while you dress for the beach if you want to change before we drop our things Dawn," I offered.
Both women looked at me like they hadn't considered that activity, then my wife laughed and hit me in the arm.
"You can be such a jerk sometimes. Why would you have to wait outside? We've all seen each other naked."
"I wasn't joking. Dawn might be uncomfortable and I don't want to cut into her beach time by making her wait until after I drop our things."
"Thanks for the offer Mark, but I think I will be okay if you're in the room while I change."
Mel headed for the front desk while I followed Dawn to their room lugging all our belongings. Dawn was kind enough to pull our carry-on while I managed the rest.
"It's been a great vacation. We're so glad we overlapped with you and Bill on this trip. We really enjoyed your company on the beach."
"We enjoyed you too. You guys are so nice. Bill and I can't believe we didn't get to know you better on previous trips."
We walked some in silence. Dawn started up the stairs in front of me.
"And Bill says he's so happy because you seem to be more comfortable on the beach this year," I said breaking our silence
"I guess so."
