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Royce and Lana continued to see each other, but now that he was working their relationship entered a new phase. They continued to enjoy nights of unbridled sexual ecstasy but now these encounters were mostly confined to the weekend.

Royce typically worked Monday through Friday from eight to five, although sometimes he was called on to put in extra hours and very occasionally he had to go on out of town assignments. So usually only Friday and Saturday nights were available for these heavy lovemaking sessions.

But they could still find time on other nights to be together. They usually had at least one dinner date a week, and Lana introduced Royce to several charming restaurants and a few lively nightclubs. This was quite a change from his Navy days where his liberty nights had mostly revolved around fast food places and seedy bars. Going out with Lana was a far different and more upscale experience although there were plenty of evenings when they simply grabbed a hamburger and fries before heading off for a beer and pretzels night at the local tavern. The one downside for Royce was that he couldn’t dance with Lana because he was too self conscious to get out on the dance floor and show everyone he didn’t know how.

On other occasions Lana inveigled Royce into going shopping with her. Usually these were pretty tedious sessions and he felt his only function in being there was to carry her shopping bags. But occasionally she surprised him with trips to a little store that specialized in glamorous and exotic feminine clothing. And then she would have him sit in a chair and give his opinion as she tried on one piece of sexy lingerie after another, all under the unabashed eyes of the lady salesclerk.

Sometimes she took him shopping for things for his apartment. Lana seemed to have set a goal to turn Royce into an expert cook for she soon stocked his kitchen with utensils he had never heard of and then proceed to teach him how to use them.

Often they didn’t go anywhere but simply spent a quiet evening together either in his place or hers. Lana liked to compliment Royce on his taste because she really did like the way he had furnished his two bedroom unit. But she was more comfortable in her own apartment. Also Lana enjoyed music and she would always put on a record or tape when they were at her place. At Royce’s apartment she would find an opportunity some time in the evening to start humming a tune.

Still, sexual pleasure was central to their relationship and their weekend sessions were very much anticipated and special. Lana usually took the lead. She especially enjoyed taking long showers with Royce and she put her hand held shower head to good use, pulling him close as she positioned the head between their legs, sending pulsing jet streams spraying upward to their genitals. For this activity Lana liked to keep the water hot, as hot as they could endure. Royce discovered that having hot water spraying on and behind his balls was so deliciously tickling that he instinctively crouched toward the shower head as if his manhood was simultaneously seeking relief by smothering the jets while at the same time reaching for more.

Lana continued to teach him and she was always gentle and careful to not bruise Royce’s ego for she knew that his natural desire for intimacy had been stifled and strangled in his past in ways that he could not yet openly discuss.

“Suck my tits,” she began. “More, more.”

After a few moments she patted Royce’s shoulder and smiled.

“Not like that. You’re sucking me like a baby at his mother’s tit. Nibble on my nipples a little. Not hard, don’t hurt me. There. That’s better.”

Once when Royce was lying flat on his back waiting to begin a love making session Lana crawled to him on her knees and straddled his legs. She leaned her upper body toward his face so her breasts hung straight down and then grinning wickedly she began asking silly, trivial questions about his job, as if nothing else was on her mind. And all while with almost imperceptible movements she kept her tits swinging and bouncing lightly against his penis and balls. From that night onward Royce having now been introduced to this exhilarating pleasure usually requested that she do it again whenever they began making love.

Probably his greatest surprise came the first time Lana took his penis into her mouth. At first she only took in the head, circling and wetting it with her tongue and probing the tip. But soon with sucking tension she slowly eased the shaft all the way in before releasing the suction and pulling back her mouth to slide it back to the head. In and out, sucking, licking and probing, interrupted occasionally by switching to his balls, licking the outer sac and then carefully taking them into her mouth for gentle stimulation. And then back to his penis until his orgasm erupted in her mouth.

The only time Royce balked was when Lana said, “Eat my pussy.”

He started and stared at her and then with a look of stunned consternation sucked in a breath and shook his head.

“I can’t.” he trembled.

“Not ready for that,” Lana smiled. And for the next several minutes she silently held him, cheek against her breast like a mother comforting a child.

Summer was now coming to an end. On Thursday night following that same weekend when Royce had been unable to give Lana oral pleasure his doorbell rang. He opened the door and found her smiling at him.

“Can I come in?” she asked unnecessarily.

“Of course you can,” he replied, surprised that she would even ask. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“No. I won’t be here that long and we’ve got other things to talk about. Tell me, how’s your work schedule? Are you off this weekend?”

“Yes,” Royce replied, wondering about this questioning.

“Good,” Lana took his hand. “I’m going out of town. Going to a nudist club. I’m leaving early Saturday morning and coming back Sunday afternoon. I’d like for you to go with me.”

Royce was stunned by the invitation. Of course he had heard of nudist clubs. Certainly that awareness had generated curiosity. But he had never been to one or even known where one was located. And the thought of actually going to one had never even entered his mind.

“You’ll be glad you went,” Lana assured him, sensing his reluctance.

“All right, I’ll go.” Royce decided.

“Good,” Lana smiled. “Let’s sit down and I’ll fill you in.” She led him to the sofa.

“First of all bring towels. To sit on. Very important social rule. When you sit down you always use a towel. Next, you don’t need a change of clothes of course but don’t forget your feet. Bring flip flops. Is that clear?”

Royce nodded.

“Next, you’ll probably want to bring a shaving kit. Pack whatever you think you’ll need. They have bathrooms and showers in the clubhouse. And you’ll definitely need a very good sun block. Don’t worry. I’ll bring enough for both of us.

“And bring money. We have to pay to get in. We’re going to set up a tent and there’s a small fee for that. I have the tent. They have a café. Simple but nice, so we don’t have to go out for our meals.”

Lana’s eyes twinkled as she rubbed Royce’s arm. “That means we can stay naked the entire time.” But after that quick interjection she returned to business.

“Now you don’t have to carry money around all over the camp. You can charge your meals, but they’ll have the records when you check out and that’s when you have to pay.

“Now what else? Oh yes. They have a big swimming pool with lots of lounge chairs. A lot bigger than our pool.” She made a brief nod of her head in the direction of the apartment complex swimming pool.

“Also a volleyball court. Only it has sand on it. And every Saturday night they have a band and a dance in the clubhouse.”

Lana’s eyes twinkled again and a soft laugh escaped her lips.

“They get different bands each week and I’ve heard the boys sometimes just tell the girls they have a gig. But they don’t tell them it’s at a nudist club and they don’t even know until they drive in the gate and see all the naked people.”

Lana turned serious again.

“I know you don’t dance, but it’s fun to watch. Now this is important. This is a family type club. Don’t expect any orgies or hitting on women. You’re just there to have fun being naked in a social setting with other naked people. After a while you’ll probably even forget you’re naked.

“And I think that’s everything. It all this clear?”

Royce nodded.

“Is it okay if we go in your car?” Lana asked.

“Sure” Royce replied.

“Let’s try to be on the road by eight o’clock. That’s Saturday,” Lana reminded him.