Chapter 3: The Plan

Sunday Morning and Day

“Good morning,” I said when I came back from getting a cup of coffee. The clubhouse was empty at the time, so it wasn’t very stressful for me.

Diana didn’t react well to my wide awake demeanor. With an uncontrolled mess on top of her head, she got out of bed and walked on wobbly, sleepy legs into the toilet. There was the sound of her pee hitting water and a flush, then a long pause before she walked out of the toilet with nicely brushed hair.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know that there was only one blanket,” I apologized.

She croaked, “OK. Back to bed?”

“No.”

She stood naked before me and stretched. She was beautiful in the extreme. I did a quick inventory of her body and found that not a single part was outstanding. Yet the package, to me, was nearly perfect. With a towel in her hand she looked at me, with a half-asleep look on her face, and gruffly commanded me.

“Coffee ... come.”

Diana was on autopilot as she blindly reached for the doorknob. She walked out the door and my decision about more coffee was made for me. I stood and, towel in hand, walked out into the nice cool morning air. Yup, good old shrinkage. So much for worrying about an erection. The grass was slightly wet from the dew. I reached out with my senses and smelled the air I had ignored earlier when I was too worried about meeting another naked person.

Everything I felt, smelled, and heard was perfect. The cool air on each part of my body felt perfect. I looked at Diana’s stiff hard nipples. They were perfect, and caused my penis to valiantly fight against the shrinkage and the air temp.

“Diana. I am getting an erection. What do I do?”

“Move your towel in front of you until it goes away. What started it?”

“Your nipples.”

“Well they aren’t going away, so get a good look at them and try to get it out of your system. You are going to see them a lot over the next two weeks. And you’re going to see lots of other women’s erect nipples in the morning air.”

I turned my head and took a good long look at her nipples and the breasts they tipped, as her breasts swung a bit and bounced with each step.

“Diana, how is this going to help my erection go away?”

I looked skyward, praying for help, and when I looked back down there, walking towards us, was the answer to those prayers. There was a naked mom, a naked dad, and three naked kids running out of the clubhouse.

They were a family, a naked family and they were having naked fun. They were laughing and joking and holding hands. The kids were dancing around and suddenly took off for the pond. The naked mom called to them to not go in the water because they just ate. They were a normal family, but naked. My erection shrank and returned to its relaxed state.

“Wow.”

“What, Mick?”

“Seeing that family killed my erection. They look so normal.”

“That’s the point, babe. Except for clothes, everyone here is a normal person. The families are normal families.”

She smiled, and we turned to walk up the stairs that the naked family had just come down. I pulled the door open for Diana and followed her wonderful bottom into the clubhouse. There were now a few folks sitting around tables, drinking coffee and talking like you would at the kitchen table on a Sunday morning before church.

“Diana, go ahead and sit at that table and I’ll get the coffee. Black?”

It seemed that the walk to the clubhouse had helped to wake Diana up a bit, but she still was croaking when she replied.

“A little cream, please.”

She sat and nodded to a few people who took notice of me. I went to the big coffee urn to pour her a cup and refill my own. I set the cups, cream and sugar on a small tray and went back to the table. Diana smiled at me and, as soon as I was seated, I offered her a cup. She added cream, took a sip of the hot liquid while holding the cup in both hands, and let out a sigh.

“Tonight, I might need to borrow that fleece you brought,” Diana said as she cupped the warm coffee in her hands.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t notice that you were cold. Didn’t you have a blanket?” I was truly sorry for her discomfort.

“No. I got up to get one, but there was only one and you had it. I was going to crawl into bed with you, but I figured that you’d freak out.”

“Yeah, I probably would have, but if I knew, I’d have given you the blanket. So tonight, you get the blanket, OK?” I was trying to be noble.

“No, I’ll stop at the office and get another one. It’ll be fine.” So much for being noble.

“Were you really thinking about getting into bed with me?” I wondered what the truth was.

“Yeah, and I still might before these two weeks are over,” she said, teasing me.

Down boy!

The idea of waking up with Diana wrapped around me got into my big head and that got the attention of my little head. I distracted myself by watching a lady who could have been my grandmother walk over for more coffee. She had rolls of fat and her breasts and butt cheeks sagged. She was not an attractive woman. She had filled her mug and walked back to her table. She kissed the old man sitting there and the look in their eyes told me all I needed to know about them.

“Diana, except for the no clothes thing these are all regular folks aren’t they.”

“Mick, for the umpteenth time, I told you that.” She sounded like she was losing her patience with me.

“I’m still not sure that my head’s working.” I sipped my coffee and looked my kidnapper in the eyes. “How did you get into this?”

“This what?” she asked.

“Living a life without clothes.”

“I grew up in a naturist camp on the Gulf Coast. Mom and dad were naturists, and this is just how it was.”

“I always thought that nudist camps were just a never-ending orgy.”

“Nope. Don’t get me wrong. There is plenty of sex going on all around us. I lost my virginity at camp. But I didn’t share it with my boyfriend until I was almost 18. I never equated love with being naked or being naked with having sex. Sex was something people in love did. Naked was just the way we lived.”

“Wow.” My eye brows went up as high as they could as the truth of it hit me.

“Funny how that works, huh?” She looked at me and smiled.

“Diana, are you hungry?”

“Yeah, but I am going to wait for the girls. Do you mind?”

“No. I’m not that hungry.”

“If you are, go ahead and eat. The girls put our dry food in cabinet 11, and the milk, eggs and stuff are in refrigerator 8. You can cook on any open stove top.”

“I can wait. I’m really enjoying sitting and talking to you.”

I touched the back of her hand as it was resting on the table. She turned it palm up and gently gripped mine.

“Mick, I’m so sorry that I tricked you into this. Before I fell asleep last night, I realized how selfish it was of me.”

“Yeah, I guess there would have been easier ways to see my package.”

“Not really,” she laughed.

I chuckled as well.

“Mick, you never paid attention to me and barely spoke to me or any of the girls that are interested in you. The chance of you asking me out on a date that would have turned into something that I wanted was zero ... or less.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Funny isn’t it? So if I had walked up to you and asked to see your breasts, you would have flashed me?”

“No, Mick! I most certainly would not! Think of the context. Out there, in the ‘real world’, it would be inappropriate, and in some cases even illegal, to show you my breasts. Here if you wear clothes, it will get you a slap on the hand or an invitation to leave the camp. It’s all in the context,” Diana explained.

“I’m feeling normal and relaxed sitting here talking with you. It is almost like your breasts don’t even get my attention.”

“Well shit! That’s not good,” Diana giggled. I laughed, then sipped more coffee.

“Diana, I look at them and I see an attractive body part. It’s like looking into your eyes and seeing how pretty they are.”

“What?” she blushed.

That amazed me. She was sitting across from me, naked. Having coffee with me, a naked man. I comment on her eyes and she blushes? Wow.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know how, but I managed to embarrass you.”

“No, you managed to flatter me. Thank you.” She fluttered her eyes as her face held the blush.

Just then the clubhouse doors opened, and four naked tornadoes ran into the room. Lissa and Jos were holding hands and Tasha was behind them. Sasha was bouncing around and terrorizing the two holding hands.

“You guys were doing it!”

“Hush, Sasha.” Tasha was trying to reign in the younger woman.

“What are you screaming about?” Diana asked.

“Lissa and Jos were in bed together when we went to wake them.”

“So what, Sasha? They’re grown up, adult women.”

“But at work they are always so straight-laced, Di.”

“So, what? Do you walk around naked at home?”

“Yes.”

“Do you go to work naked?”

“No.”

“Do you go to the clubs naked?”

“No.”

“I guess you are straight-laced too.”

Sasha stopped to think.

“I guess not.”

“Now if you’re interested in them because you are interested in what they were doing, maybe, if you are nice, they’ll show you what they were doing.”

“Show me? No, I don’t think so,” Sasha said, taking a step back.

Not one to be a shrinking violet, Lissa jumped in as she licked her lips.

“Sasha, we can go back right now, and I can show you ... everything.”

“No that’s OK. That’s all right.” The young woman was getting ready to bolt.

“Sasha, looking at your body, I can tell you that I really don’t mind. Jos would you mind if I showed Sasha?”

“No, Lissa. Please feel free to educate our young friend.”

“OK. OK. I get it. I stepped over the line. I’m getting some orange juice.”

“I can help squeeze it if you want some fresh juice.”

“Lissa! Stop. I’m sorry. I get it,” Sasha begged.

Lissa licked her lip and waggled her eyebrows to put a fine end to the conversation. Turning away from the now embarrassed young woman, Lissa joined Jos and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips.

“Coffee, my love?”

“Yes please, dear,” Jos answered.

Lissa walked over to the coffee bar and, as she walked away, suddenly her ass looked pretty but no longer alluring. The little head had very little reaction. I looked at Jos’ smaller and nicely shaped breasts and the same, very little reaction. Then Tasha came back to the table and dragged her large breasts across my back. I looked at Tasha, who was apparently psychic, and she shook her tits at me and smiled at Diana. That caused a reaction.

“Tasha, don’t do that. I am trying to control myself. Knowing that Lissa and Jos are lesbians helps but shaking your money makers doesn’t help in the least.”

Sounding insulted, Jos asked, “Who says I’m a lesbian!”

“I assumed from what was said about you sleeping with Lissa.”

“Maybe I just go with whoever is in my bed. You know, love the one you’re with?”

“Oh no. Please don’t say that,” I begged.

“Say what?” Lissa asked as she returned with two cups of coffee and gave Jos another kiss, just before Sasha came back with her big glass of OJ.

“Mick was commenting on the two of us being lesbians and how he was using that to not pop boners,” Jos said.

“Lesbians? Come on back to the cabin, Mick, and I’ll show you what kind of lesbian I am not.”

“No thanks, Lissa. Diana, a little help here,” I pleaded to the woman who got me into this whole thing.

She was chuckling at my situation but tried to get things under control.

“OK, calm down girls. Now that everyone is here, we all need to talk. First, I apologized to Mick for getting him here and not telling him that this camp was for nudists. He is handling it fairly well. We talked last night, before the movie, and I gave Mick some hints about how to handle things. He seems to be doing all right, so far. Please cut him a lot of slack.”

“Mick, I’m sorry too,” Tasha said as she touched my arm.

“Tasha why are you apologizing?” I asked.

I looked at Tasha, she shot a surprised look at Diana, and that told me something else was in the works.

“Mick, that is the second thing.” Diana paused for what seemed like a very long time. “This is the part where the plot thickens, as they say, and I pray that you don’t get too upset.”