A Nudist's Diary
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Unexpected nudity with?
Return to DiscussionsPlease relate a time when you unexpectedly got naked with someone. A situation where going into it you had no idea you would
be able to strip down with someone.
One that comes to mind for me was while sailing a 45ft yacht in Greece,. The captain was fine with me nude and she herself would go topless when it was just the two of us . But one afternoon a young couple , him French and her Italian, joined us unexpectedly to sail from one island to the next.
Part way between islands, the captain suggested we drop sail and clothes and skinny dip off the boat. I dove bare ass into the bluest deepest water I have ever swam in. The other 3 did too. When we got out to sail onward the rest put something back on. I stretched out still bare on the deck and took a nap. Later to be awakened to the Captain whistling while 2 pair of dolphins leaped beside the boat. The look of wonder on the young Italian woman's face and the French guy's grinning while he got to take the helm of the boat were highlights of a wonder filled 8 days of sailing.
Another time i had a salesman here by appointment to present what could provide in kitchen cabinets for a gutted out kitchen. After his sales pitch, I mentioned that i had recently added a hot tub and asked if he wanted to soak. He did not hesitate to strip down and follow the house rules of " no swimsuits allowed"
I was hired to replaster the ceiling of the shower-stall in a vacant condominium. I brought a mask and a change of clothes, because I knew I'd have to sand plaster over my head in that confined space, and it would be a real mess. I left my clean clothes in the camper shell of my truck, so I could change later without spreading dust inside the condo. The work done, I brought my tools out onto the common walkway/balcony of that floor of the condo building. There was a man in a bathrobe, leaning against the outside railing smoking a cigarette (I guess he didn't smoke inside his condo.) He greeted me and clearly wanted to talk. (He was curious about why the condo was vacant and whether it was being prepared for sale.) As we chatted, he asked if I'd like to come in. I gestured at my powder-white clothes and my powder-white self, and said I was reluctant to. Then on a moment's reflection I said I could sure use a shower. I knew from how casual he was being with his bathrobe that he would not be undone by the idea. So he showed me in. I closed the door behind me and took not one more step before I stopped to carefully stack my clothes next to his door. Standing there naked, hands and head still very dusty, I asked directions to the shower. He issued me a towel and sent me in. I got cleaned up and toweled off, wrapped the towel around my waist and came back out of the bathroom. Instantly I regretted the wet towel, realizing I didn't dare sit down in it, and took it off to dry myself further now that I was out of the steamy shower. "I should go hang this up" I told him, and went to do so. When I came back to the main room clean, naked, and dry, he had set aside his bathrobe and was naked as well. We went out to his back balcony and sat for a leisurely cup of tea before I pulled my dusty pants back on and padded barefoot with the rest of my things out to the truck to change.