Chapter 1

The trip down the Florida Keys was interrupted by a bent axle that demanded immediate attention. I guess in the back of my mind I suspected there was something wrong even before we started out on the journey to the end of the Keys.

I had not been on a vacation for almost four years ever since my dear departed Anna made her final exit from the stage of our contentious domestic existence. For some strange reason, I had not been able to shake the sense that she had succumbed to the aggressive form of cancer just to teach me a lesson for my many infidelities and shameful slights over a decade of "touch and go" married life.

My ultra-shy sister-in-law Nora and her 2 bratty daughters, Kristy and Julie came with me because my baby brother made her promise to "keep an eye on Harry" in anticipation of my doing something stupid. In point of fact, I was so caught up in meeting deadlines that my stupidity factor was just not even able to become engaged. My over-achieving brother was on assignment in Saudi Arabia setting up pipelines for the distribution of the black gold that made the World go round. He had been gone this time for almost a full year and his contract did not run out for at least another six months.

I could tell Nora was really upset with me because I had insisted on taking my old Chevy instead of her sleek Escalade with the built-in TV screens. I just felt more comfortable in the Chevy which was kind of like a pair of old shoes you just hated to get rid of.

Just between you and me, I always had kind of a "thing" for Nora. She was bit older than my 38 year old younger brother Aldo but still managed to look like a latter day Grace Kelly. Before she finally married my brother, we had been on a few dates together as I was still single at the time. I remembered getting as far as third base but unable to close the deal for a piece of cherry pie.

My horny brother Aldo took Miss "shy-thing" to the movies and they were engaged that very same night. I still laughed at the episode but Nora didn't think it was funny in the least little bit.

My Anna and Nora were kind of close and seemed very tight with each other. I often suspected Anna went to Nora with all the stupid things that I did or was suspected of doing and that they made my ears burn behind my back denouncing all my faults.

Kristy was a naturally beautiful girl. She had this lustrous black hair that she usually wore upswept in a neat little pony tail. Her perky breasts were seldom in a bra and I found myself looking at them in an inappropriate way more than once. At 18 years of age, she was unusually mature for her age and kept her more volatile younger sister in check when she got too feisty for relaxed daily life.

Julie was another story. For starters, she was a terrible flirt. She never told the truth if it could be avoided and she just loved to see drama unfold from her trouble-making activities.

Of course, she was still only a month or two shy of her 17th birthday so her attitude could be result of immature logic and thought processes. For some reason, Julie had cut her hair very short recently. She almost looked like a boy with the haircut but her full and nicely curved heart-shaped ass sitting on top of a pair of long delicately shaped legs put an end to that supposition. She didn't have much on top but what she did have was crowned with a pair of persistently hard nipples that stuck out waiting to be licked by anyone with a greedy tongue.

The guy at the auto shop was not very optimistic about getting the Chevy back on the road before Monday or Tuesday of next week, so we knew we had to find a place quick. This was an area of the Keys that was long on Condos and private houses and pretty short on Motels for tourists. The phone book showed a Motel called "Bare Bottom Rental Villas" only about three miles from our location. It was located on Bare Bottom Harbor Road that culminated in a dead-end on the edge of the Gulf of Mexico.

The taxi driver looked at the four of us a little strangely but I didn't think anything of it until we walked into the lobby of the attractive stucco and Spanish tile Motel. The sounds of laughter and friendly chatter wafted up from the unseen pool out back. The first thing that caught my attention was the fact that the desk clerk was not wearing a shirt but I put that down to the informalities of the Florida Key lifestyle.

We were lucky enough to get a two bedroom villa with an extra upstairs loft and a huge great room and patio that looked right out onto the Gulf of Mexico. I was surprised it was so inexpensive but the desk clerk told me it was the "off season" rate thru the end of the month. He asked me if the "girls" were all over 16 and I assured him that they were but I was uncertain why that was of any importance.

When he came out from behind the desk, I heard the girls start to giggle uncontrollably and I heard Nora gasp like she had just been swatted on her beautiful behind. The next thing I saw was a long and thick swinging cock on a fairly decent looking guy wearing only sandals and a smile on his face.

I immediately put 2 and 2 together and confirmed my suspicion by seeing the logo on the room key that read "Bare Bottom Rental Villas ... The only nudist motel in the Keys."

Nora grasped my arm like a hungry alligator and pulled me down to her pretty lips.

"Harry, I think this is a nude Motel!"

I was momentarily at a loss for words, but after thinking about our situation; I realized that we were probably stuck at least for tonight since the next Motel was almost 40 miles further on or all the way back in Marathon. Besides, the further we went from the car being repaired, the more we would have to pay for a taxi to take us back.

"Nora, we can put up with it for one night at least. They won't know if we have our clothes on or off if we are inside our own motel room. Just don't look at the other people if you have to go out for any reason."

I could tell Nora was so angry that she was almost shaking with the rage inside her shapely and well-proportioned body. The two girls were both amused beyond description and I saw them checking out the desk clerk both front and back like they were judging a Mr. Nude USA contestant. I began to wonder if they wouldn't fit into this lifestyle without any problem at all.

We had to pass the pool on the way to the villa. It was a real eye-opener. There were about twenty or so people totally nude in the pool area. Some were in the water swimming, others were sitting in comfortable lounge chairs and others were sitting on stools by the tiki bar.

It seemed like there were more females than males or maybe it was because I centered my attention on the various assorted pubic hairpieces covering labia of all sizes and shapes. One nicely shaped blond in her 40s was bent over ready to jump in the deep end of the pool and displayed her winking brown eye and a delicious pink slit only a few feet from my startled face. I noticed that Nora and the girls were equally fixated on the several swinging cocks moving to and fro in a very friendly fashion.

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