Tom and I planned a quiet New Year’s Eve party. We didn’t want to be on the road or with a crowd of people, so we invited Tom’s best friend Larry, his wife Susan, and Amy and Phil, next-door neighbors who had recently moved in. Tom seemed to be looking forward to the party with more than his usual “you plan it, I’ll come” attitude. And I should have suspected something was afoot when he encouraged me to wear a short skirt...

Last fall my husband, Tom, got the idea that we’d take a vacation at a clothing-optional resort in Jamaica. I was reluctant, but I knew he really wanted to do it, so I agreed. I told him there was no way I was going to be prancing around naked. Of course, I knew he’d enjoy the scenery! I was sure the one-piece suits I wore at home would stand out like a sore thumb. I went out and bought a couple of reasonably conservative...

But now summer vacation was over, Tom had closed the pool and I went back to being the prim and proper school teacher. Over and over again, I found myself thinking again about being nude for Keith. I felt that same tingle down below knowing that I was making his cock hard. And I couldn’t forget the arousal I felt when he was rubbing lotion on my thighs. In my fantasies I wanted Keith to take me. To kiss me, to feel my boo...

I’m Cara, forty-two years old. I’m a middle school science teacher. My husband Tom works for a biotech company. During the school year, I keep my nose to the grindstone. Summer is “me time” to get myself back in shape by running and stand up paddleboarding. Also, I hate tan lines.   We live in Southern California; our house is on a cul de sac. We’re lucky to have a pool in the back yard. Our back yard is secluded; only on...