Nude swim Stories

(Mid 1990s) Early in our relationship, I learned that my first husband was not open to my exhibitionist escapades. So, I downplayed my activities of the past and spent the years with him trying to be a good wife. I would avoid situations where I knew I would get myself in trouble or do something to upset him. Occasionally I would take advantage of the times he was not around, although mostly it was a period that I did ver...

SUNDAY Jessica and I were in the kitchen making pancakes when the girls padded in still looking sleepy. Lily made her way over to her mom and wrapped her arms around her waist, nuzzling her head into Jessica's side. "Morning Mom," she mumbled. "Good morning, sweetie," Jessica said, kissing the top of her daughter's head. She then looked over at Holly, who was sitting at the island counter, rubbing her eyes. "Morning, Holl...

SATURDAY I woke up gathering my night clothes from the floor of Jessica's bedroom and walked back to my own room. Once there, I put on a pair of gym shorts and sneakers and then headed out for a morning run in the crisp mountain air. When I returned, the girls were perched on barstools at the island countertop and Jessica was busy cooking breakfast. "Morning, my beautiful ladies," I greeted them with a smile before headin...

Since the day we’d moved in, Walt had become an ever-larger presence in our lives, and now, having lived with him, helped him through the worst of his ordeal, and, of necessity, broken down so many intimacy barriers, he was fully enmeshed in our lives and our thoughts. Even after he went home, we rarely went a day without seeing him, and never without speaking on the phone. We relocated back down to our bedroom, of course...