[JonScores]

I always had the desire to go to a nude resort. However, I spent many years reluctant to suggest it to my wife. We had tried a little nudity early in our relationship by attending nude beaches. However, we felt somewhat disconnected to other people there -- probably because we didn't go enough to develop any relationships. And my wife seemed somewhat disinterested in the whole nudity thing.

It was somewhat of a surprise or better yet -- a shock -- when she suggested many decades later that we go to a nude resort. It was almost matter of fact when she asked, "Would you like to go to a nude resort?" I didn't hesitate a second and blurted out, "You bet I would!" She said, "O.K., you name the time and place." It didn't take me long on the internet to find a good choice. We made reservations for three days and nights at a beautiful nude resort. The first test for my wife was for her to disrobe while the staff member (a male) took us around on a golf cart to see the amenities of the resort. We were told that we could go on the orientation trip nude or stay clothed. My wife said, "Well, we might as well get into the swing of things." She dropped her clothes and climbed aboard the golf cart for the tour. I noted that she seemed to be somewhat shocked at all the male dicks she saw while on the tour, but she said nothing. Then we arrived at the clubhouse where we departed the cart and walked around with all the other nude people participating in a variety of clubhouse activities. They seemed to pay little attention to us or our nudity and offered a very friendly hello as we toured the facility.

After the tour was complete, we were turned out to locate our motor home campsite and do anything common in the place. That is, we could not take pictures or have open sex with our significate other or anyone else in the compound. I really couldn't get over how fast my wife adopted to being nude in a living environment. She had no problem playing tennis or pickle ball nude. She even shot some baskets, played corn hole (while giving me great pussy and ass shots while picking up the sandbags between rounds), and one of the greatest games was pool (especially when she leaned over the table for the cue ball). Of course, the biggest test for her was would she be able to dance nude in the bar? As newbies we didn't know that in these resorts most people start the evening off in very sexy clothes and gradually dump the duds over the first hour or so. Instead, we walked in nude and ordered our first drink. No one said anything or paid any unusual attention to us, but I am certain that they knew this was our first rodeo. However, my wife game fully agreed to dance with me. I don't know how self-conscious she might have felt, but she wiggled and shaked to fast songs just as if she had been dressed. I do think we were both somewhat relieved when we saw that the other people had dropped all their clothing by the conclusion of that first hour.

Of course, the regular pool, hot tub and the conversation pool are some of the primary means of getting involved with socialization with your neighbors. We began to really meet a lot of people in the conversation pool in the evening. It was somewhat strange at first conversing with a number of naked people. However, after a short time, one doesn't bother to look much more than at the eyes of the person with whom they are talking. It is somewhat of a strange phenomenon. Yet, over several days time, we got to know a number of people pretty well. Unfortunately, such relationships can't be prolonged continually, because many people are just there on vacation or for the weekend. We had to say good-bye to several couples we really enjoyed. And here came a real test for both my wife and I as we hugged people good-bye in the nude who had been total strangers only a few days earlier.

One last surprise for me, given my wife's imagined reluctance to go to nude resorts, was when she looked at me on the last and third day of our visit at the resort and said, "Do you think we could stay for another few days?" Well, my answer was, "Hell, yes!!!" So, today, if someone asks my wife if she is a nudist, she will always answer no. However, I like to point out that over the past year, she has spent somewhere in the neighborhood of 6 weeks at nude resorts. Then I ask, "What qualifies a person as a nudist anyway?" Of course, she has gotten looser and looser at the nudist resorts sexually and outside of them as well. It seems like nudity is never a problem anymore. She has taken to nudity like a fish out of water, and I enjoy it immensely.