A few years ago I was on holiday in Barcelona and I went to the beach that apparently allowed people to be naked though it wasn't a nudist beach. I thought "while in Rome do as the Romans do" (well Barcelona for this case) and I decided to get naked too. So there I was all alone by myself in a foreign country that I don't speak the language of, just being naked for the sake of it. I was there for about half an hour then I got thirsty and realized I forgot my bottle of water at the hotel. I walked back there (hotel was like 5 minute walk), grabbed my bottle of water and went back to the beach.

This time I decided to go to the other side of the beach, and as always, I picked the crowded area to put down my towel. I picked a spot surrounded by people and there were empty towels nearby. I saw that there were two towels empty and the sandals looked like girls' sandals, so I laid down and started to strip. Once I was naked, as I was putting sunscreen on my body, suddenly I heard a girl's voice calling out to my name. I looked up and there was a naked Asian woman looking back at me.

I didn't immediately recognize her (which I felt bad because she noticed that I didn't remember her right away), then she asked me if I was a friend of Michael (a college friend of mine). As I said yes, it all suddenly clicked in my brain that it was Michael's older sister, Sophie. I immediately told her that she must've been Sophie and apologized that I didn't recognize her earlier. She laughed it off and said it was fine because it had been many years since we last met, and that she had cut her hair short while I apparently stayed the same for those many years lol.

As I was about to talk some more with her, I noticed there was a girl who just stood there in silent behind her. So I told Sophie that the girl seemed to want to talk to her. She turned around and they talked for a bit somewhat whispering, then she walked pass me by with an uncomfortable polite smile on her face as she went to her spot, dressed up and walked away leaving Sophie with me. I asked Sophie who it was, and apparently that was Michael's wife, Lisa, and she wasn't comfortable being naked in front of me so she went back to the hotel.

I asked Sophie if she was okay, she said that she wasn't sure at first, but she thought it would've been rude if she noticed me, saw me naked, and then didn't say hi. Because I'm younger than her, she also always treated me like a kid too from back then, so she felt like I wouldn't have done anything weird to her. I asked her if this was the first time for her to be naked in public and she said yes. It was actually Lisa's idea to do it so Sophie was a little annoyed that she was the one who ran away from me. She then added to never tell Michael that I've seen both his sister and his wife naked because he wouldn't be able to handle it, I said yes of course (and I kept this promise).

We continued talking and time just flew by. We didn't really realize the time until a fully dressed Lisa showed up to remind Sophie that they had a show they had to go to and they would be late if she didn't get ready soon. I didn't want to miss this chance while I was still naked, so I stood up, shook Lisa's hand and introduced myself while saying that it was nice to meet her. As I turned back around to talk to Sophie, I realized that my dick was around her eye-level as she was sitting up. I helped her stand up and before she could start putting on her clothes, I opened up my arms and she went in for a hug. As her tits pressed to my chest, I could definitely feel myself having a semi-boner as my cock pressed to her pussy. She gave me a peck on my cheek too, and as we separated ourselves, I noticed that Lisa was staring at my cock. While Sophie was dressing up, she said that we should get lunch together tomorrow as it would be my last day in Barcelona. I said sure and I purposely walked to Lisa just to ask her if she would like to join us. She was clearly flustered talking to a naked man, so she kinda just stammered yes. I gave Sophie another naked hug goodbye once she had dressed up, and she playfully grabbed my ass cheek as we hugged.

Lunch the next day was normal until Lisa excused herself to use the ladies room. With only the two of us on the table, Sophie told me how Lisa couldn't stop talking about seeing me naked, my boner as we hugged, and how in the end Sophie grabbed my ass. Apparently Lisa was asking her if she had a thing for me, and Sophie just said how it really was nothing but fun and nothing serious. I agreed with her. Once we finished our lunch, they walked me back to my hotel and we said our goodbyes.

Never seen in the flesh, but I have topless pics of three purely platonic friends and two women I know who are not friends. No big deal, really, now that I have them. None of us act any differently.

So how did you come into possession of the photos?

My Daughter in law's mother (son's mother in law)

Back in the 90's, my oldest son became engaged, and eventually married a wonderful young lady and we became good friends with her parents. I'll call them Patty and Dave.

One Christmas Eve in the late 90's we were all together. Patty said to me we should go on a cruise together. I told her she should speak to my wife because I was down for anything but my wife was a bit of a wet blanket. I figured that coming from Pat, she would find it harder to say no.

Well, she was talked into it and we went on a cruise. Eastern Caribbean.

One stop was on St. Martin.

Unbeknownst to us, they were nudists and would spend 10 days every October at Club O.

So anyways, Dave got a cab and off we went to Orient Beach. At this point my wife and I were not aware we were going to a nude beach.

We got to the beach and good old Dave stripped off. My wife was shocked and embarrassed to say the least.

Patty was a little more respectful of our newby status and kept her suit on for a while. Dave prodded her to take off her top. She asked me if I minded if she took off her top and I told her to go ahead if she was comfortable and she did.

My wife was mortified. She had trouble looking at Dave with his dick hanging out and here was her friend Patty topless in front of her husband.

She was a virgin when we met. Other than our boys, she had never been that close to a penis, and never been that close to another adult penis.

Eventually Patty put on this beaded front thingy and took her bikini bottom off. It was a chain around her waist with a bunch of bead strings hanging straight down. There was space between the bead strings and you could see between the bead strings so it didn't cover much but it made her more comfortable in front of me.

Anyways, the point of this tale is being with a platonic friend nude or topless.

We went back again the next year and when we went to the beach my wife went shopping with other friends in one of towns.

That year was the first time I went naked and I have never looked back.

Since then, I have spent several naked weeks with my son's mother in law at Cypress Cove.

The first time on the beach when Pat was wearing the bead thing she had a bush. The last time I spent a week with them a Cypress Cove she was done with the bead thing and was shaved bald.

Regarding my wife, she was not enthusiastic about my nude life. I started going with Pat and Dave to Fire Island in NY on an occasional weekend after we got back. My wife stayed home.

Eventually she tired of staying home and started going with us, begrudgingly.

I discovered that it was quicker and easier to get to Gunnison Beach on Sandy Hook in NJ and have been going there for the last several years.

My wife has warmed up to being surrounded by naked people. She still doesn't participate, which is a bit of an issue with us, but as long as she doesn't prevent me from doing my thing I can live with it.

As for Dave and Pat, I try to get together with them at Cypress Cove for a few days every Spring. She is still shaved and he is still hanging out. :D

One was published in Playboy, two were sent to me by the subject, and two were found on the Internet.

I thought I had read that the nude area on Fire Island shut down due to too many people getting a little too physically active on the beach, and that Gunnison was severely damaged in Sandy and the nude area was also shut down?? :confused:

Actually, All the shrubbery on Fire Island was washed away by Sandy and exposed the beach to the road and Andrew Cuomo shut it down.

Sandy hook was slightly rearranged but it is going strong. Have been there every summer since Sandy with no problem.

The issue with Fire Island for me is that coming from upstate NY I would have to go right through NYC and over several bridges at $15 per bridge to get to the LIE. Leaving at 7PM on a Friday night would take 4 to 5 hours.

Going to Sandy Hook I take 87 to GSP and I can be there in 3 hours with only the road tolls.

Sailboat Crew
 

I asked a friend of mine if he had any good pictures of sailboat racing action. He didn't (he said he was busy driving), but he would ask his crew. One of them volunteered and he relayed a thumb drive to me.

Great pictures, and as I was looking for more I accidentally (I SWEAR is was accidentally) clicked on a folder that had some very interesting pictures. I saw one of his female crew in LOTS of topless poses with sailing paraphernalia. She is no spring chicken, but she's petite and looked great for her age. Smallish tits that sagged, but still not unattractive.

Also in the folder were pictures of a much younger woman. I had seen them together, but had never considered that they might be a couple. This one was taller and curvy, I would guess big C or D cup, maybe 5'-9" tall and maybe 125 pounds. Several see-through mesh body suit pictures showing nice nipples on those big beauties. A couple even showed her big, full bush through the opening in the crotch, but nothing open-legged.

I won't be posting these pictures for the foreseeable future because the older lady is quite well known in the area, and the pix could harm or destroy her career. If she retires I'll post them pronto.

Sandy wrecked the privacy of Lighthouse Beach by washing away the dunes. The head ranger made the decision to discontinue nude use after 40+ years.

Gunnison still rules. It is very crowded and awesome. I go as often as I can. The difference between pre and post sandy is that the concession stand at the entrance is closed and has been replaced by a food truck and parts of the beach are fenced off, but I suspect that is due to nesting sea birds.

Yes. As a fellow naturist, I can agree that 'seeing people we know naked' is the most unremarkable thing in the world, and afterwards, clothed again, it seems no more radical or risqué than having seen colleagues in swimwear.

Not nude but topless
 

A few years ago I had a call from a friend who worked near me saying that she was feeling unwell and could I collect her and get her home.
I duly did so, and got her home to her apartment. She asked that I help her into the bedroom. Almost as soon as we entered the bedroom, she took off her top and removed her bra showing her size-C breasts with very large and very pale areolas. She seemed completely unphased and quickly put on her nightdress, which covered her while she removed her trousers and underwear.
I helped her into bed, made sure that she had a drink and a phone within reach, asked her if she needed anything else and shen she said no and that she was happy that I could leave, did so.
She never mentioned the episode to me again.

interesting
 

Hmm, that is quite unusual; maybe her illness affected her behavior? Glad to hear you were a gentleman about it.

A co-worker
 

Several years ago I worked with a woman in a small marketing department of a software company. She dressed like a hippy (no makeup, unsexy clothes) and she and I got along great until one day she came to work and was pissed off at me. She refused to articulate what my offense was, and I was at a loss. After that our relationship became chilly and she left the company a few weeks later.

Fast forward a couple of years. I was at a local nude beach reading a book, wearing nothing but a hat and sunglasses. There were about a dozen people at the beach. I looked up from my book at some point and saw someone that looked familiar. It took me a minute, but I then realized it was the woman I had worked with. She was with two or three other women and an obviously gay guy. So there I sat, completely unknown to her, watching her and her friends (who she was kissing occasionally). I was shocked at how good she looked naked: surprisingly large breasts, a nice waist, slender legs, and a thick/full bush. I was able to drink in my fill of her beauty as I pretended to read behind my sunglasses. After a while, I got up and left, not wanting to push my luck. I'm sure she would not have been pleased to see me.

In retrospect, perhaps the offense I had committed at work was assuming she was hetero?

On a bus
 

I did an activity back in 2008 called drum corps and after shows everyone changes on a bus mixed gender. The friend I saw sat in the front of the bus and was in the color guard. Being in the color guard means that you wear a strapless bra and a body suit under the uniform. So after one show I remember being late so the guard was already on the bus so I walked on the bus and look up and I see this girls bare boobs which were around a B up and bare kitty and she didn't bother to cover up because she was putting on clothes. I apologized for that and she said don't worry about it its drum corps. Also in my experience I saw a number of peoples boobs and pussys sometimes shaved sometimes not. It was great to see the various types of boobs from perky to saggy always fun on the bus.

Shower time
 

This was a long time ago… Kathy was a friend of mine in college, but there was no romantic involvement. I was already married and she was hanging with an older guy, That said, she was a tall, well-built blonde and not hard on the eyes. We both graduated and moved on with our lives. Several years later, we were back in contact because she married a friend of mine in Missouri that we had visited occasionally. We were invited for another visit and looked forward to catching up. They had a big, free-form house built on the side of a hill. The entry, large bathroom and two bedrooms were on the upper, entry level while the living area and kitchen were half a level down. The bathroom was huge with separate shower room lined with native rock. They had ‘recycled’ materials salvaged from old houses, including an old frosted glass front door on the bathroom. The door didn’t fit very well and had to be latched from the inside. We had spent the morning hiking around in the woods and when we returned to the house, Kathy announced she was going to take a shower. She disappeared into the bathroom and the rest of us started getting ready for lunch down in the kitchen area. I heard the shower running and looked up to see that the bathroom door had opened about a foot and I had a clear view into the shower area where Kathy was standing and washing her hair… Perfect frontal view of big boobs and full blond bush, almost at eye level. I watched for a minute or so and then moved out of the line of sight before she opened her eyes. No one else saw the open door and apparently Kathy closed it as she was trying off.

Photography is my hobby, and I've done nude photo shoots with two of my platonic female friends. Not for any real reason, they just wanted to do some photo shoots, and eventually they wanted to do some nudes. In both cases it was the girl who made the suggestion, not me. I didn't keep the photos in either case, in order to reassure them that I wouldn't post them on the internet.

I think one of the two wanted to make things non-platonic. During and after the shoot she came on to me, but I was in a serious relationship at the time and didn't want to cheat, so I resisted the temptation. Man, she looked good though. They both did! Wish I could get my girlfriend to do a nude photo shoot, but ironically she won't.

Good to know - though doubt could ever get the mrs. to go. She says she would be willing to go topless, and maybe more, but would have to be away some place, like the islands or Mexico. My luck, she would see someone she knows and the whole thing would stop dead in its tracks. :mad:

Did you ever tell your friend what you found on his crew's drive? Or ask why that crew had another crew's topless photos? Or the pics of the younger woman? Seems like a whole lotta sumthin' is going on that foredeck or just while they are riding the rail.... :D Maybe it was due to the Mt Gay at the regatta parties? ;) Where was this all happening? Socal, SF or Chess Bay, NYC area, other?

This friend of my wife and I was widowed at a young age, by a drunk driver and was raising 2 children on her own, I was a good friend of her husband so we were her support. She had a rare date, my wife was going to babysit for her, but at the last minute one of our kids got sick. I volunteered to babysit and my wife would stay home with our little one.

I went over to her house, she had not even begun to get ready, so I took over feeding the kids, they were 2 and 4, while she had a bath and got ready. All was going smoothly until the little one got her finger caught in a pinch point on her highchair. I am no newbie at kids so I tried to calm her while I worked out the problem, but she started screaming bloody murder. Momma came running out of the bathroom holding a towel, nothing else, to see why her baby was crying so loudly. About that time I freed her finger from the highchair, but she was clutching naked momma for comfort.

Momma was zero embarrassed, she just put calmed the kids down her back in the highchair and I helped her finish her mac and cheese. Momma (a real knockout) just said I was married so it was nothing I had not seen (true, but my wife's weren't that big).

hospital
 

Had to take a friend to hospital after she had had a op.
She had to undress so she could be checked by the doctor her female friend that was going to go in with her was late .
Which meant I had to go in with her and help her undress , she had on a loose fitting dress. not much to see as she had been opened up from just above her fanny to her breasts and was covered in stick on pads .
I had to hold her hand as the nurse removed the pads , which meant the nurse had to lift up her under shirt. She had no knickers on as the elastic would press on the scare .
Its hard not to look at her tits and fanny, as she was lying there .
The main problem was hoping not to ill looking at the site of the op she had had.
Then I had to dress her getting to see her fanny and tits again , and take her home .
I think I was more embarrassed at seeing her naked and dressing her than she was .
There was nothing sexual about it she was still very ill after the major op she had had .
She never said any thing about the hospital visit after or since .
yes we are still friends

If my wife said she would be willing to go topless I would take her wherever she wanted to go. I've taken her to Orient Beach, Gunnison Beach, Playalinda Beach, Haulover Beach, Cypress Cove and Caliente Resort. She goes with me because I will go without her, but she does not participate. :(

We have a portable flagpole that we take with us and run up the Stars and Stripes and the Saltire and every time I set it up I ask her if this will be time that she will let me run her top up on the flagpole. :D

She hasn't said yes yet and I really don't expect her to. :mad:

I still go because it is something I enjoy doing and would be resentful if she tried to stop me.

There is saying "yes" in idle conversation and then there is "yes" and really meaning it. The past several years have been working on reducing her strict dress code and moving to a more relaxed attitude - braless at home is now the rule and with increasing frequency when out for errands, etc. So some progress. But this is not the thread for this topic... ;)

I have been a fan of DCI for almost 40 years. Now I'm even a bigger fan!

The answer is yes, many times.
 

Having lived a life that includes a lot of work in the great outdoors, I've had ample opportunities to see platonic friends in various states of nudity through camping/skinny dipping and a little lucky voyeurism. One recent view was the 39 year old wife of a co worker. "Emily" is from Maine. She's a mother of two. She has beautiful, chocolate brown eyes, dark hair and a perpetual smile. She is very athletic and has a terrific, lean, muscular body. She's my kinda woman.
On a work related outing last summer I was sitting quietly on a rock beside a river. It was evening, everyone had eaten. I went for a walk hoping for a little solitude before the sun went down. I was not far from where we were all camped. Emily came down to the river alone. I was up river from her about 50 yards. I guess I was mostly obscured by the tree line. I saw her come down to the water's edge looking furtively around her. She was dressed in a tank top, cut off blue jeans shorts and sandals. As her fingers moved to the bottom of her tank, I silently mouthed the words "Oh please..."
Off came the top. Her breasts were very small. I like 'em that way. Her arms and neck were tan, but her chest was Maine pale. Her nipples were hard and sticking out nicely. It was somehow extra exciting to see their rosey tone against her pale chest. Before I could get used to the idea that I was actually seeing her breasts, off came the shorts and panties. She had a thick, dark bush that she obviously didn't believe in trimming. Had she been in a bikini bottom, her wild pubes would be peaking out the leg holes. From the main triangle, a little trail of hair pointed up toward her bellybutton. On anyone else that might have been too much hair...but on this Earth Mama it was extremely appropriate. She eased that gorgeous body into the water, gasping at its chill. She had a little biodegradable soap with which she quickly lathered her pussy, ass and pits. A couple of rinsing dips and she was done, back on the riverbank drying herself off.
She slipped on her purple nylon/lace panties, then the tank top and finally the sandals. Show over. But when the show ended, the fantasies began. All night I cast glances at her all cuddled up beside her husband. I had thought of how it would be to fuck her before...but now I have real naked pictures in my head. Ever since then, she's been one of my favorite wanks. I often imagine myself exploring the
jungle of her pubic hair and can almost smell and taste the warm wet lips hidden there. Hints of biodegradable soap... The fantasies are all the better because I've known this couple a few years and had several delightful conversations with her. I wonder sometimes how she would feel to see into my fantasies. Maybe it would upset her. Maybe she'd be amused or flattered. But that's the beauty of imagination...no one has to know. No one gets hurt.

Had a platonic female friend growing up. As we got older we used to stay over at each other's places now and then. When getting ready for bed, my friend thought nothing of stripping off in front of me, even standing there topless whilst carrying on a conversation. She, in turn fully expected me to change in front of her, making no attempt to hide the fact she was staring at my Penis, getting a good look at it.

Omega, I hadn't told anyone about it until I posted here. The "star" of the pictures was the crewmate who loaned me the thumb drive. Many racing boats around these parts have women crew members, as most participants are more social than cutthroat racers. I'm sure her gal pal took her pictures, and I'm sure that she took the ones of her beautiful girlfriend. This is in the Chesepeake Bay area.

Do you think she just forgot those pics were on the drive, or was there possibly an ulterior motive? ;) Now that would be interesting... Presumably you have seen her since the drive exchange - probably have returned the drive after carefully copying all the sailing related photos [pics with sailing gear count!] Was anything discussed, or simply left at a "Thanks for the photos" Know I would have been tempted to drop a couple innuendos along with a wink, but sounds like she probably would not have appreciated that. At least her public, professional exterior would not... but you know what dwells beneath that placid water... :D

The girl next door
 

When I was 17 I used to get the bus home from school and Jill, the 18 year old girl who lived next door to me, and went to a different school, was on it too.

She looked...rather plain and not a stunner by any stretch of the imagination, and because of this she became the butt of some other fellow pupils jokes on the bus. So much so that I would regularly have to wade into this form of bullying to defend her because I thought the bullying was wrong and because she was my neighbour. So she started to wait at the bus stop to make sure I was on the bus so that her 'knight in shining armour', as she took to calling me, could and did defend her.

We weren't, other than that, close. Conversation on the walk home from the bus stop pretty much revolved around homework.

Anyway...cut to near the end of the summer holidays and I'd not seen her since school broke up as we had our own circles of friends. My parents were at work and the doorbell rang one really wet lunchtime. It was Jill, who was now waiting for results in order to go on to university, while I was going into my last year. She had some books she no longer needed, notes on Shakespeare plays and the like, and she asked if I wanted them. Great! It would save me some money to take these rather than buy copies.

In the pre-internet, pre mobile phone days, older readers may recall, a really wet day in summer meant you could do almost...nothing!

I'd been in my bedroom, listening to records, bored insensible and playing Solitaire. I invited her in, we went up to my bedroom. There was nothing irregular with that, our bedrooms became our dens and whenever we called with anyone or they with us the bedroom was the gathering place of choice. The posters on the walls and records in a pile were our identity in our space.

We chatted for a while, mostly about her dreams for university. I don't remember how or why we got onto the subject or why, perhaps it was the deck of cards on my desk, but next thing I know we're in a game of strip poker to while away a miserable summer's afternoon.

I'd lose a hand, she'd lose a hand. I'd lose a hand, she'd lose a hand. I'm down to my boxer shorts and she's in bra and panties and I'm holding a flush. I'm pretty sure I'm about to win, my heart's pounding in my throat but simultaneously thinking she'll chicken out if she loses.

Sure enough, she loses. Ever the 'knight in shining armour' I say 'that was fun, would you like a cup of tea?', wanting to save her from embarrassment.

Rather than make excuses or call the game to a halt, and to my total shock, Jill reaches behind her, unclips her bra and throws it on my bed. Man!!!!!! She may not have been a looker but her breasts were perfect! I'd be pretty confident I was the first guy ever to lay eyes on those beauties!

She's blushing crimson, but laughs 'your turn to deal and the game's not finished until someone loses everything'.

I'm as hard as mahogany by now, but it's not being displayed as we're both sitting down.

I deal. We play. And I lose!

My heart's racing, my throat's dry and I'm wondering how to get out of the situation when I decide...sod it, I'm going to go for it. I stand up, pull off my briefs and spring free.

Jill laughs as I sit down again quickly.

'One more hand', she says, 'then I have to go'.

'I've nothing left to lose', I reply.

'Just one more hand'.

So we play and this time she loses. She stands up, pulls off her panties, twirls them on a finger and tosses them with the rest of her clothes, then spins around does a little curtsy for me, laughing all the while. A magnificent full bush on display, as well as the most perfect, perky buttocks, as well as her pert, russet tipped breasts. 'I didn't want you to feel disadvantaged', she giggles.

And as quickly as it began, we're then dressing in silence, and I'm beginning to go limp again.

Dressed, the conversation returned to notes about Shakespeare. We didn't touch, kiss or anything else and while I'm trying to hold a conversation on 'Macbeth' inside my head's is trying to process 'WTF just happened here????'.

Twenty minutes later she makes her excuses, leaves, and I'm still trying to process the previous hour.

A couple of weeks later she'd left for university and I never saw her again. By the time she returned home from her first year I was touring Europe before heading off to university myself. Just the memory of that magnificent hour burned into my brain. I've no idea if she engineered it, or if it was my 'reward' for being that knight in shining armour. I have to tell you though, stripped naked all ideas of her being 'plain' went out of the window. She looked like an absolute stunner!

The girl next door...
 

Great story. Do you think back and wonder "if only ___" what might have happened or are you glad things ended the way they did? I have lost count of the "if only" situations where I should have done X but I did Y... X would have been a lot more fun. :(

No. The situation came out of left-field so quickly I'd no time to weigh up options. It was just weird at the time (and weird now). I certainly wouldn't have had condoms lying around my teenage bedroom and she was almost certainly not on contraception, and both of us were inexperienced. 99.9% certain she was a virgin and I'd only have had maybe 1-2 experiences of sex at that time, so we weren't in any sort of position to evaluate.

Now, of course, I'd have taken things further, looker or not. Then, no. Glad in a way it turned out as it did and if she remembers me at all it's as her 'knight in shining armour', not as someone who jumped her bones and robbed her of her virginity in a hurried and messily inexperience manner.

Headed to the beach one day with a group of friends. One girl Lisa was tanning her back with her straps undone. Her bf at the time took a beer from the cooler and pressed it into her back. She jumped up and chased him around the beach forgetting that she had left her bikini top behind, got a great view of her tits before she noticed she was topless. Pity camera phones weren't around at the time.

Girl next door...
 

Know that feeling; something comes out of the blue and choices are made. At that age my default was usually similar to what you did - had a steady GF then and we were way too serious. Though there were plenty of opportunities for something on the side usually opted not to go down that road. But frequently when looking back would be kicking myself for not pursuing the more fun alternative - not necessarily sex as there can be many mutually enjoyable steps along the way. :D

Still do that on occassion to the wife when at the beach but she unfortunately has better reflex control and just scolds be for acting like a kid... :( :rolleyes:

?
 

What was the operation? Where did she have the pads? Did you get to see her pussy?

Something similar, a lady who came in a few times a week to clean our store, had a gall stone attack. She was vacuuming one minute, sitting in obvious serious pain the next. I just put her in my car and took her to the ER. She called her husband, but he worked construction and could not be reached, so I stayed with her. After admitting they showed her to a room in the very busy ER and handed her a gown to put on, I guess they assumed I was her husband. I told her I would go to the waiting room, she said "no, I'm in too much pain to care, help me with this thing".

So I helped take off her shirt and bra, put the gown on then helped her out of her jeans. There was zero sexual thrill here, I felt so sorry for her and the pain she was in. So I stayed with her until we finally got her husband and he came to be with her.

Returning the USB Drive
 

I returned the thumb drive. She wasn't on the boat that day, so I gave it to the skipper (since deceased). I just told him to tell her "thanks a million". I do remember her giving me a "wanna make something of it" look at an evening party when she was there with the same sexpot, but I think it was before she loaned me the USB. I took it as a statement of "yeah, I have my liquor license, so what". I was running the party, so she may have just wanted me to know that she didn't want any homophobic crap from me. She needn't have worried.

Watching a movie with a female friend
 

I had a friend, Anna, who, until a few months ago, had been dating another friend of mine. Because of this she’d always been “off limits” to me and the rest of my my friends. One night, at a party, Anna and I were talking about horror movies. She mentioned that she’d always wanted to see the movie Re-Animator, which I’d just bought on DVD. She suggested we go to my place to watch it, and, being quite drunk, I agreed.

We left the party together, and cabbed to my bachelor pad. I got a text from a friend of mine asking me what was going on, and I told him that we were just going to watch a movie, and nothing more. I also asked him not to tell my friend who’d been dating Anna, in case he got suspicious.

We arrived at my place, I popped in the DVD, and we sat watching it on the couch. Early on in the movie Anna asked if we could lay down. Again, being quite drunk, I agreed. We tried lying with our heads at opposite ends of the couch, but it was pretty uncomfortable so we ended up basically spooning while we watched the movie. A bit later Anna said, “Mind if I take off my jeans - they’re too tight.” So the jeans came off, leaving her in her panties and shirt. She once again pressed up against me and we resumed watching the movie.

I tried to focus on the movie but my mind was wandering. Before I knew it I had a boner. I tried to position myself so my hard cock wasn’t pressed up against her, but she noticed right away. “Someone’s excited to see my underpants,” she giggled. I was kind of embarrassed, and a little nervous about what might happen. I didn’t want to betray my friend, but my dick definitely did.

“It’s totally natural,” said Anna. “Do you want to take off your pants so it’s not so uncomfortable?” God help me, I slid off my own jeans, leaving my in my boxers, and resumed spooning Anna, my erection against her ass. We continued watching the movie, until we got to the point where Barbara Crampton is completely nude. “Bush!” squealed Anna, pointing at Barbara’s hairy pubic region. “Do you shave?” she asked me, turning her body so she was lying on her back.

“I trim a little,” I said.

“Can I see?” Without hesitating I pulled my boxers down just enough so she could see my trimmed pubes. I was hard again, and suddenly my cock sprung out of the flap in the front of my boxers. Anna burst out laughing, and I did too - it looked like a Jack in the Box had gone off. I hastily shoved my dick back in my boxers, and Anna “booped” it with her finger before it disappeared. “I haven’t shaved since I broke up with Dean,” she said. She pulled down her panties, revealing a very hairy pussy.

“I like it,” I said, truthfully.

She fluffed her pubes a little. “I kinda do to,” she said. Then she stood up, stepped out of her panties, pulled off her shirt, and took off her bra. Before I could say anything, she said “I don’t want to fuck. I know that you and Dean are close. I just want to be naked with someone.” She bent down and slid my boxers off. I took off my shirt, and we resumed cuddling, nude this time. My hand brushed her nipple a few times, and my dick stayed hard, but other than that nothing else happened. After the movie ended, we got into my bed, still naked. We fell asleep spooning.

In the morning we woke up at about the same time. I was a little hesitant to get out of bed, but Anna just threw the covers off, revealing her nude body. “I think it’s good that we didn’t have sex,” she said. She kissed my cheek, got dressed (I got an amazing view of everything when she bent down to get her panties) and I drove her home. We remained friends after that, and we once went to a nude beach together, but seeing each other naked was as sexual as our relationship ever got.

niiiiiice^:eek: I'll admit it would've been a bit too much for me... I would've exploded eventually.

I had a similar scenario that wasn't nearly as good though since she didn't get naked... an old childhood friend "N" (our mothers were close friends for many years) I met again in college; she and her friend were in the dorm room with us (roommate was dating the friend at the time)... childhood friend stayed in the bed with me while her friend was in the other bed with Roommate, and we watched movies that night. The girls eventually stayed the whole night. She took her pants off but had some very small shorts on... she slept in that and a t-shirt, basically (no bra underneath, I remember; and actually it was one of my shirts for some reason---which she never gave back!)....and we were under the covers in the "spooning" position, me behind her of course.

I am not even sure if I would've been embarrassed or even more turned on if she acknowledged in some way that she could feel that I had quite a hard-on the whole time. At first I was even hesitant to actually get that too close because of it. (*it was also a strange thing because we happened to be friends from way back in early childhood; and another problematic element in the mix here--- at the time I was interested in this other girl from class; so I was, perhaps foolishly...focused on that one instead of what I could've had going on here with my old "buddy", "N".) I still get turned on even remembering it. Actually I never even got to sleep that night. haha I was "up" all night in more ways than one.

Anyway, the only good view was when we swapped sides...she moved over while I got up above her to move. The way she looked in those little shorts was killing me, man....100% of the legs visible (and I'm very much a leg/assman)...the shorts barely covered the butt cheeks. I still do wonder "what could've been.." with that one....though fast forward to now and time hasn't been so kind (*she got married and gained quite a bit of weight after having children) Oh and yeah Roommate would still occasionally laugh at me like "dude you could've easily had that one."

The op she had I don't no what its called I never asked her and she choose not to tell me . I always think if some one wishes to tell you some thing you listen, but its nothing to do with you so you don't ask.
Your there friend, your job is to be there for them in any way you can to help.
The pad was a dressing that covered the site of the scare.

I saw all she has as I held her hand. Then when I dressed her .

What goes though your mind when a friend is so ill and weak. Then has put there selves in your care . Is please be ok as you wheel them back to the car and help them in.
I must say I had my heart in my mouth to have a friend so ill trust me to take her to hospital. All the time she was in my care.
When some one you no is in such pain all movements come with a pain look to there face .
The thought of what you have seen does not even , come to mind.

Been in similar situations several times, and did the same thing. Being a dependable friend has always been more important than a short time of pleasure.

F