I was always reading a book by the pool. Now, again to be truthful, I wasn’t always reading. Sometimes I just held the book in front of my face. The... behind my large sunglasses, I’d be checking to see who was watching me. More than once, I found some man in the pool looking at me and probably trying to hide his erection. That’s the trouble for men being a nudist. They can’t control their erections. A stiffy popping up when the wife is around could be a problem to explain.When Mark and I had. "Not for most girls, but I'll take it in the spirit in which it was intended. But what about Candace?"Rick grimaced. "Sex aside, Candace is a pain!"Beth shrugged. "She likes you." I don't like being bossed around." Maybe you can get her to work on that." Maybe Toby can," Rick replied. "He seems capable of miracles. Me -- I doubt it." Too bad," Beth observed neutrally. "It kind of messes things up. With Toby and Jean together, Lon has me, basically -- if you don't like Candace, then there are. I lay down on the bed and played for some time with her …i pulled her slowly towards me on the cot. she resisted a bit but i took her in my arms and started kissing her on the neck…after a little conversation i started moving my hands towards her small breasts…i took one in my hand and then 2nd one and pressed both of them and asked her how does she feel? She smiled and blushed. I got the message of go ahead. I took her fully in my control kissed her everywhere from lips to cheeks.she was. She padded to the kitchen, yawning wide, tawny skin bare and beautiful without a thread of clothing to cover her. At the kitchen table Max sat, nude in the summer air, his french blue eyes scanning the newspaper spread before him. Delia’s hand smoothed over his shoulder as she passed, headed for the ancient coffee pot that sang on the stove. She poured them both a cup, hers thick and sweet with cream, his black as his byzantine curls. They sat together and looked across the table at each.