My first time storyline is a bit unique, at least in some manners.

I am 37, and 7 years back I was leaving my job, and went to Happy Hour with some coworkers. By the end of the evening, it was down to me, Ron and Shelly, both of whom I worked with.

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We were talking about all sorts of things, and somehow it came up that they both sleep nude. They inquired if I did, and I said yes I did, though I didn’t. I don’t know why I said that – I imagine I didn’t need to sound game. I stayed in touch with the two of those two, we were all close friends. 3 years after that, I moved in with my b/f, and I was telling Ron in an e-mail the bedroom was freezing. He answered back “I think you can’t sleep nude anymore subsequently”. I’d forgotten all about that entire Happy Hour discussion, and I could not believe he remebered! I said something like “Yes, too cold in my new position”, at least understand I was being truthful. 2 years ago, I broke up with that b/f, and was quite depressed. In an e-mail trying to cheer me up, Ron said (among other things), “Now you can sleep nude again”. Once more, I couldn’t believe he was still talking about it.
I found myself really glad that a male was thinking of my body – not that I ‘d feelings for Ron, nor he for me, it only being alone and sad, it was nice that a man was talking about my body. I really desired to keep the naked discussions going, so I started making up stories about being naked around my apartment. It was fun to discuss, but oddly, I wasn’t really doing any of it. Eventually, I did begin to sleep naked, and adored the feeling once I woke up, and had sheets touching every element of my body. I got real curious what it would be like to be naked around others. located a spot that held monthly pool parties in the nude. I was extremely nervous in the beginning, nevertheless they promised me that what ever state of dress I felt finest with was fine. as soon as I got t here , I chose to keep my suit on in the beginning. I chatted with some folks, and it felt really comfortable. In certain ways, I felt idiotic being dressed. Then low and behold who do I see, but my old buddy Shelly from that famed Happy Hour. I will never forget it, she was totally bare and had a large smile. She seemed so amazing, so joyful, so uninhibited – she was everything I was hpoing to be. It was so distinct seeing someone from my “regular” world naked.
At that stage, I was overcome with a urge to show my body, so off went the suit, and I ‘d the best time of my entire life! Everyone was so open and interesting, and I adored the feel of being naked and free. Shelly presented me to some people she knew, we all had a great time. Since then I’ve been a routine at those pool parties and other naked events. It gave me the motivation to work out more, and get toned up. I am in the best shape of my life, am closer to Shelly then ever, and even found a great man. And it was all because I was frightened to say I slept with my clothes on 7 years ago :).


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