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I was at a CO resort a few years back for an overnight stay while at a project site nearby. I was there as a single. I finished work early afternoon and checked into the resort and my room. I stopped by the tiki bar for a light lunch and sat next to a middle-aged couple. The guy and I had towels wrapped around us and she was in a short terry robe.

She appeared to be a nice looking milf but both spoke like they were kind of conservative - just trying this CO thing. We seemed to hit it off chatting about various subjects. They asked me if I wanted to join them in the sun and pool. So we headed out and found three loungers together. Seeing her walk out from behind I was interested in seeing more.

As she undressed I found myself not quite as enamored with her. I mean she was ok, but not the hot bod milf I thought she was in the robe. We spent a couple hours lounging around and swimming around in the pool. In the water she became a little touchy-feely. She would feel his cock occasionally under water and brush up against me deliberately.

There was very little sexually oriented talk. Although we did discuss CO and nudism. For some reason her appearance nude didn't do that much for me. I did get a chubbie a couple times after she brushed up against me to which she would smile and directly look at my crotch under water.

As time went on we all decided to head to our rooms for a rest. BTW he walked with a noticeable limp. They mentioned they were going to the night club after dinner and I should join them for a cocktail. Ok I had a couple friends to socialize in the club that night.

I was sitting at the bar about 8:30 when I saw them enter the club. I was "Gabberflasted" at the sight of her. She was dressed in this see-thru red outfit - double-layered lace, shelf bra and open-crotch thong. Hot! Hot Hot! I thought I'd fall off the barstool. I sent them over a drink and the server pointed to me and they waved for me to come join them.

It was all the friendliness we enjoyed in the afternoon. We listened to the music, but they never got up to dance. He finally said that they hoped I liked to dance as she loved to, but his leg issue limited him to an occasional slow number. I said sure. Her and I started dancing once in a while. As the evening went on she was removing articles of her outfit.

This one dance she removed her last lacy item and was down to her bra and thong. She reached over to me and unbuttoned my shirt saying it was time for me to lose some textile. In the semi-darkness of the club I did not lose my interest in her as I had in the sunshine. Back to the table her husband was now sitting there in only a male thong.

A slow song started and they danced and she removed her bra. As the second slow song started they waved me to join them. We did a three-person dance for a minute when he said it was time for him to sit down. He bent down and removed his thong displaying his chubbie as he walked back to our table.

She and I continued the dance. As the song ended she whispered to me we should take off our last piece of clothing for the next dance. She reached down and pushed my thong down and with a smile I did the same to hers. We danced a couple more songs.