||I love being nude, especially outdoors. Years ago, and to this day, I did not get dressed immediately after my shower. If it was summer and fan was blowing it felt even better to ‘air dry’. I have always been comfortable being nude around the house, mostly upstairs in the bedroom areas. I would clean the house in my underwear. Many times, I experienced and loved skinny dipping.|
So, when my brother–in–law ‘confessed’ to me that he and my sister–in–law were nudists. My first reaction was laughter; my second reaction was ‘I have got to try this!’ My brother–in–law showed me some web sites and introduced me to the philosophy of nudism.
I talked to my husband, who thought I was nuts, but he agreed to try it. Every day after that, I was on the internet reading message boards, and woman’s first time experiences. I wanted to go with all my being, but I was nervous at the same time. But, after reading so many first time experiences all saying the same thing, I began to relax about attending a nudist event.
My first experience was at a naturist club. I immediately felt comfortable. It’s like the old saying ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans.’ Everyone was nude and comfortable, so it was not hard to join in. We brought our snacks to share, our towel and some beer to drink. The people were friendly; the water felt good without a suit on and the night ended all too quickly.