[soulac]

Last week I mentioned a family that I saw in a therme/sauna. Here's another experience I had on that same visit.

On the first Saturday of the month at 6pm the therme becomes textile free just like the sauna area. Anyone wanting to use either of the two pools (one indoor and one outdoor) must Adam and Eve it. Often those in the sauna area come to the pools once the area becomes nudist, or just before. They stand around in their robes until they make the announcement that staying in requires everything off.

It was 6:10pm. Just about everyone had already adjusted to the new requirement. There were two middle aged ladies, probably about 40 years old. One was a taller than average woman. She was a little large, but her height almost made her nicely proportional. She was not unattractive and she was as naked as the day she was born. Her friend, on the other hand, was in her bikini. It was black with a white floral pattern. I was standing near them.

I was on the pool deck along the long side of the indoor pool facing the pool. About two meters in front of me was the pool with stairs to enter about a meter to my left; one meter behind me were cubby holes mounted on the wall for people to stow their stuff. About five meters to my left was the lifeguard office, and two meters to my right were the two ladies.

The bikini clad woman walked past me and started to go down the steps into the pool. Her friend said something to her that made her look around with an air of uncertainty. I’m not sure what she was uncertain about. I thought the rules were clear. She looked behind her to the lifeguard office. She walked over and had a very brief conversation with a staff member. If I had to guess what was happening, I would say that she came to the therme uncertain if after 6pm it was nudist or clothing optional with the intention of keeping her bikini on if possible and only stripping down if required. So, I presume she was asking if her being bare was mandatory.

As she left her conversation with the lifeguard and started walking back to her friend, which was towards me as well, I looked intently at her face. There was a little bit of pink between her eyes and on the bridge of her nose, but she didn’t have the bright red cheeks of someone completely embarrassed. Perhaps she was a little embarrassed about having a conversation with a stranger about having to get naked. Or maybe she was embarrassed because she had been committing a social faux pas for the past ten minutes by keeping her swimsuit on. While it was possible that she wasn’t embarrassed at all, the curt summary of her conversation that she shared with her friend made me believe she was a bit embarrassed. Now she was without excuse. She knew the rules, compliance was mandatory, and she was preparing to submit to them.

As soon as she started walking back to her friend, she was reaching behind her back to begin unclipping her top. By the time she passed in front of me her top was off, and her b-cup breasts, with very little sag, and light brown nipples were on full display and fully erect. As soon as she passed me, she stopped right next to me and reached behind me to put her top in a cubby hole. I took one sidestep to my left to give her some room for what I knew was coming next.

Given that she was facing the wall, she was preparing to moon everyone in the pool. Of course, no one would notice as they were doing their own thing. That is no one but her friend who was looking right at her and your faithful correspondent using peripheral vision.

Her thumbs went into the waistband of her bikini bottoms. As she extended her arms downward, she began to bend over. Her suit slid off her hips and she exposed the soft, pale-white skin of her bare bottom. A simple task that took only a second or two, yet such a pleasure to see.

As she left her bikini on the shelf, she had to parade her nude body in front of me to get to the pool stairs. She did a 270 degree turn toward her friend (i.e. away from me) so I couldn’t see her most private parts full frontal. As she entered the pool, I did have a split-second view of her shaved femininity before the water’s pixelating properties censored my view.

Once in the water I saw her immediately start talking to two guys who were in the pool just below her nude friend on the pool deck. This makes me assume they were two couples – one veterans of birthday-suited bathing and the other putting themselves on full display for the first time. That reinforces my assumption that the newbie was unsure if it was nudist or clothing optional and hoping she wouldn’t have to expose herself.

So, the two guys were already nude in the water, and the female friend was au naturale on the pool deck as she was stripping off her bikini. I can imagine she was coping with the reality that not only was she stripping in front of a whole pool full of strangers, which at least was anonymous, or her partner and female friend, neither of which should cause embarrassment, but also a guy friend who will always be able to remember seeing her go utterly bare in public. And, given that he was in the pool just below her when she bent over to step out of her bikini bottom, he probably had a very enviable view of her undercarriage.