The ice broken, we began to talk, openly and honestly. She told me of her short, loveless marriage to my neighbor. It was, in some ways, worse than my...own. The guy was a mortician and thought it was an exciting job. He came home smelling like death and was then even more lifeless in bed than his clients. She was not a virgin any longer, having waited for marriage, but she might as well have been for all the fucking she didn't get.When she told me she was as celibate as I was, I looked at her in. I had never been naked out in the open before. But, because he looked so free and beautiful, I decided to join him. Natural in nature! We walked around and found a creek to sit by. We were hot from the intense sunshine on our bare skin and slipped into the water. The sudden coolness of the water was overwhelming. We quickly got back out and lay near the creek, sunning our bodies. He turned to ask me if I was enjoying this experience and I noticed his cock was huge and hard. This really. They put on their bikinis and grabbed a few blankets and headed out. I could not pass up a chance to see three of the prettiest girls he knew sun tanning. I thought that if he could sneak along the tree lined river, he would be able to see the pretty girls without getting caught. The area that the girls went to was hidden by some brush and bushes growing between the trees. It was Arti who thought they should get a little wild. She was always the wild one and the other two knew it would be. Then I noticed what I wearing. A sport bra and shorts so short theylooked like underwear. I admired my long, thin legs and was a littlesurprised that Corky hadn't turned me into a bimbo sexpot given histastes. I had more of a "hot girl next door" look. Still, the clotheswouldn't do."I can't go out dressed like this," I said through the door.New clothes appeared out nowhere. I was now wearing a pair ofembroidered jeans and a pink halter. I also had on a nice pair ofstrappy sandals. "Not bad," I.