Tuesday, April 23, 2013

My strange boyfriend ... as told by Gail (16)




     I had been going out with Donald for three months.  We are in a Grade 11 chemistry class, and we hit it off at a class party one Friday night.  Donald is the nicest, most considerate person you'd ever want to  meet.  We were almost inseparable on the weekends -- until a few weeks ago. 

    We didn't break up.  Nothing happened, just that Donald suddenly wasn't around as often.

    We would go out on Friday or Saturday nights, but never the afternoons. 

    Whenever I asked where he was, Donald would only say he was out with the family. 

     When the weather got really nice, Donald told me he his family was going away on a little trip, for the weekend, but could get together for an "early Friday" movie.

    The following weeks, it was the same, Don and his family would be away all weekend.  Sometimes they'd leave Friday night, and I would only get together with Don on weekdays, afternoon, or early evenings.

   This was getting to me, especially since Donald would never tell me where he and his family we going. Now it was like I had a boyfriend, except on the weekends, when everyone was getting together.

    One Monday after school, when I knew Don would be staying late at school, I called his house hoping to speak with his mom.

   Mrs. Grant knew who I was, and was expecting this call, and knew what I wanted to talk with her about.  She suggested we should meet for coffee one evening, and that I bring along one of my parents.  I asked Mrs. Grant to hold the phone for a second, and asked mom when the best time would be for her to get together with Don's mom.  She said that night would be fine, or the next.  She knew my relationship, or sudden lack of, with Don, was bothering me.   We agreed to meet -- the three of us, Tuesday at 7:30 at The Coffee Bean.

   Funny enough, but the next morning at school, Don asked if he could me out to an early movie that night.  I politely declined, said I was going out with my mom, but any other night would be fine, especially the weekend (hint, hint). He said it depends what his family's plans are.

    That night at dinner, I barely ate.  My dad and younger brother knew I was going out with mom for an important meeting with mom and Don's mother, but no one said anything about it. 

    Don's mother was already at a table when we arrived. 

   Mrs. Grant quickly introduced herself, "Hello, it's nice to finally meet you.  I'm Diane, Donald's mother."

   Mom smiled back, "I'm Wendy, and I've heard so much about your son."

    We each had a coffee, although I really didn't need one.  There was a weird moment of silence before anyone spoke.  I started by saying that I liked Don very much, but never get to see him.  

    "Gail, Don likes you very much, and would do nothing to hurt you, or embarrass you."

     "I know.  That's what bothers me. He's never around, and won't tell me where he goes."

    "Well Gail, I've talked with Donald about this, and it bothers him too."

     "Is there anything wrong?" asked mom.
     "No."
     Then Diane went on, "the reason we aren't home during the weekends, and why Donald tell you much, is because when we're away on the weekends, we are at a nudist club."
   There was a pause.
    "Donald never told any of his friends about us belonging to a nudist club.  While he'd love to tell you, and maybe have you come to the Glendale Sun Club with us, he's worried you'll think he's crazy, and wouldn't see him any more." 
   There was another pause.
    "Frank and I have known for a while that Donald is bothered by this. Last weekend he almost didn't come with us, because he wanted to stay home and take you out. 
   "We finally convinced him to spend the weekend at the club, and that one of us would get in touch with you and your parents to explain what was going on.  That's why I was so glad when you phoned yesterday."
   Mom and I were both silent.
   "I don't know how you two feel about nudism, but we've been members of a nudist club for over 15 years.  It's both our social club and cottage.  Don has practically grown up there.  And, as I've said before, he's worried how you would accept him, or think of him, if you knew he was a nudist."
    At that point, mom looked at me, and said "Well Gail, how do you feel after what Don's mother has told you?"
  "Well, Diane, this is the furthest thing I could have imagined.  I know Donald is a thoughtful person, I just didn't know how thoughtful."
   "I was hoping the two of you would come up to the club with me one afternoon to see what it's like?"
    I looked at mom.
    Mom looked back at me.
    I nodded.
   Then mom said "Diane, what do you have in mind?"
   "Well Wendy, I thought the three of us spend an afternoon at the club, so both of you would what nudism is about.  That way, if Gail decides she'd like to come up with us on the weekends, that would be great."
    I looked at mom and she said it's fine with her, if it's fine with me.
    "When would be the best time," asked mom.
    "Well, it's suppose to rain tomorrow, but Thursday looks great.  So why don't we spend Thursday at the club!  
     Mom and I both nodded in agreement.   Then I added, "what would I need, and what should I wear?"
    Diane replied, "bring what ever you'd bring to the beach, but forget the swimsuit!"
   The plan was that I would take Thursday off school (call in sick), and Diane would pick us up at our house around 10.
    Wednesday was a weird day for me at school.  I kept undressing Don with my eyes, unable to believe he and his family are nudists, and that he was afraid to tell me, because I might dump him. 
    I also admit I was day-dreaming at times, which is unusual for me in school, because I'm an honour's student.  During lunch, Don asked me if I was OK, because he said I looked a little out of it. 
   "I'm fine, just the work load and all the studying."  
  I know it wasn't much of an answer.  But all day I kept thinking about Don and his family at this nudist club.  Donald, naked, and running around with lots of pretty naked girls.  Maybe he even has a girlfriend there.  No, that's not the Donald I know.  And, no, after meeting with his mother, definitely not.
    That night at dinner mom casually told dad and my younger brother Gary that the two of us would be having a well deserved "ladies day" tomorrow, and might not be home for dinner, and they might want to go out.  
    Dad asked what's this all about, and mom sheepishly smile and said "nothing, just Gail has been working so hard at school, I just want to reward our daughter and spend some time with her."
    That night before I went to bed mom came in my bedroom and asked if I had any second thoughts about going to the nudist club.
    "No," I replied. "Donald's family seems very straight, and besides, I don't think you'd go up there either if there were a problem."
    Mom smiled back "and who knows, maybe we'll have a great time!"
    I had trouble sleeping that night.   I kept wondering what this place would be like, and if all the women looked like sexy models you see on TV.  I'm no string bean although upstairs I guess I'm pretty good.  I eventually fell asleep because the next thing I knew it was morning. 
    After showering, I couldn't decide what to wear, because what do you wear to a nudist club?  Then there was a knock on the door, "Gail, are you getting ready?"
    "Yes mom, I'm trying, but I don't know what to wear?"
     "Well Gail, we're going to a nudist club, so I really don't think you have to worry too much!"
    "But how I am I supposed to look going in?"
     Just like that, mom flipped up her T-shirt and proudly said "well, I'm not wearing a bra, if that's what you're wondering."
    OK, I get the hint, I guess, it doesn't matter how I'm dressed.
    I did put on a bra, dark T-shirt, underwear, denim shorts and sandals.
    Mom was waiting for me in the kitchen.  
    "Gail, I packed a lunch, have towels, sunscreen and a book for myself.  Do you have something to read or are you going to bring your iPod to listen to while we lounge by the pool?"
    I hadn't thought of that.  Until then, I still didn't see my self taking my clothes off.
    "I think I'll put a couple of magazines in my beach bag along with my bathing cap," (and swim suit I was going to bring, just in case).
   I had trouble having breakfast wondering what would transpire in the next few hours.  I didn't have to wait too long, because Mrs. Grant showed up wearing a huge smile and sun dress asking if we were ready.
   "Absolutely" said mom.
    She grabbed her bag, put on a hat, and motioned me to come.
     "Come on Gail, we're gonna have an exciting day!"
    There was no way out, so I picked up my beach bag and headed to the car with mom and Mrs. Walker.
     I sat in the back while mom joined Mrs. Grant in the front.  She said the Glendale Sun Club is about 30 minutes away.  Before we left, Mrs. Grant passed each of us a brochure from the club.
   "Take a look, this is where we're going," she said.
    I was a bit surprised when mom answered "It looks quite nice and friendly."  
    As we drove, Mrs. Grant explained how they had been members of the club ever since Donald was in diapers.
   Mrs. Grant also repeated the same thing she told us over coffer, that it was hard at times for Donald to be away from his friends on the weekends and keeping it a secret.  There were times he didn't want to go, and Mrs. Grant said that when the time was right, he could tell a friend, and maybe bring him or her up. 
    I guess I'm that special friend, I thought to myself as we left the highway.
    "Mrs. Grant, are there any rules or things we need know," I asked.
    "Absolutely, for starters, I'm not Mrs. Grant, I'm Diane.   Nudists only use there first names.  Even children call me Diane. 
    The other important rule is always sit on the towel, even when you're at a picnic table.  Also, shower and wear a bathing cap in the pool."
   We then turned down another road and Mrs Grant said the club is just ahead.  We made another turn there was the sign on the right.

                   GLENDALE SUN CLUB
                         PRIVATE
             
    As we drove Diane slowed down and a man wearing just a pair shorts came came out came out of the side door of a house, smiled, then waved at Diane, as we drove through.  
    "That's Dave," as she waved back. "He's one of the owners.  He keeps track of who comes in with a remote camera that's set up along the road.  Believe me, no one sneaks in.
     We drove around another bend into a parking lot.  It wasn't quite 11 o'clock and there were a few cars there.  And, up came my first nudist. 
   "Hello stranger, nice seeing you here during week," said a tanned woman as we stopped the car.
    "Hi Ruth, I'm giving the tour today," replied Diane, as she got out of the car. "This is Wendy and Gail.  Gail is Donald's friend."
  "Um, I understand," Ruth said.  "I suppose this is your first visit to a nudist club?"
   "Yes it is," answered mom, as she shook Ruth's hand. 
   Then Ruth came to me and said "in a few minutes you'll be having a great time here, and wonder what all the fuss was about," she smiled.
    Diane then took us to a large manicured lawn.   There were naked people scattered on lawn-chairs, a volleyball court to one side, and large fenced off pool to the other. No one seemed oblivious to the arrival of three clothed people in their surroundings.
     "There's the clubhouse, with change rooms, showers and a sauna.  I don't know if you'll feel more comfortable getting out of your clothes there, or just keep them in your bag on the lawn."
    Mom said "what ever you suggest, after all, we've never been here."
    "Well," said Diane, if you're ready to take the plunge, lets set up our sunning area in the pool area."
    So we walked over, entered the gate, and Diane pointed to three lounge chairs.  We walked over, put our bags down, and Diane promptly removed her sun dress and took off her underwear. "There, that's it," she smiled, as she put a towel on the chair.
   Then mom took off her clothes without much hesitation.  That left just me, the only person dressed in a nudist club.  I slowly removed my t-shirt, unhooked my bra, and then thought, what the heck, and took off my shorts and underwear. 
     There I was.  Naked in a field with mom and a whole bunch of other people. And no one looked. No one cared.  And it felt strange. 
   As mom and I were setting up our lawn chairs Diane said "Gail, Wendy, being this is your first time here, please cover yourself all over with sunscreen.  You don't want to get burned where the sun's never been!"
   I chuckled as mom lathered up.
    Then Donna took me by the hand to give us the tour.
    The club really did look nice. I couldn't believe I'd walk naked past several naked men, and nobody stared.   Mom didn't seem to mind either.
   Diane showed us the volleyball courts, and said Donald and his younger sister Kip love playing there on the weekends. At the clubhouse we saw the indoor pool and sauna.
    We went back out to the pool and relaxed on the beach chairs.
    I have to admit, it was really nice. And all this time, I never thought about being naked in front of a group of naked men and women.  Mom and Diane were really hitting it off.
   We were lounging by the pool for a while and then we all hopped in the pool to cool off.  After a while I got up and climbed up the ladder to the slide when mom asked if I would be spending may weekends with the Grants at Glendale. 
   There was a big smile over my face, "you bet!" 
    Diane said because I'm under 18, mom would have to sign a form at the office to allow them to bring me up to the club.
   So the two of them went to the clubhouse, while I stayed by the pool working on what would eventually my allover tan.
    I absolutely couldn't believe it.  Here I am, naked at a nudist club without a care in the world.  I can see why Donald spends his weekends here with his family.  
   When mom and Diane returned and settled back into their lounge chairs, mom asked if she would be picking me up in the morning, or should she drop me off at her place.
   There was a bit of a pause, then Diane looked at me and said "Gail, would you like to surprise Donald?"
    "What do you have in mind?"
    "Well, what if Donald happens to accidentally find you here at the club?    Are you in on it?"
    "Sure."
    The rest of the day was fantastic.  I think mom really liked it as well.
    When we pulled up at the house, mom thanked Diane for a wonderful day and said they'd keep in touch.
 

                                                  * * *
     At dinner dad casually asked how our day went.  
    "Fine, just great," I replied.
    "Just great," answered mom.
    "Where did you guys go?" asked Gary, my 12-year-old brother.
    "Oh, a girls day out," replied mom, "it's nothing you'd be interested in." 
    Little else was said about the nudist club over dinner, but dad assumed rightly that I would be going up to the club the next day with the Grants.
                                            * * *
     I was up bright and early the next day.  This time, I didn't worry about what I'd be wearing.  My beach bag was packed (a beach towel, sun screen, soap, shampoo, brush, hat and a book), and I went downstairs to the kitchen, where mom was standing in her bathrobe making breakfast.
    Mom smiled at me mischievously and asked if I was preparing for big day!
    "You bet!" although in the back of my mind I wondered how it would feel to see Donald naked for the first time, and for him to see me in the nude as well.
   "Well, I guess I better phone him."
    I sucked in my breath (I'm not a great liar), picked up the phone and called Donald.
    "Hi Don."
     There was a pause.   I think he was feeling guilty that he was going to avoid me again today.  
    "Don, I know you made plans to be with your parents during the day, and that's all right.  We can still get together for a while this evening after you get home."
    I listened and cringed as Don told me he was thinking of not spending the day with his parents.
    "No, really, you go with them, and if you're back at a decent time, we can still go out, if you want."
   He started hemming and hawing, and I was worried he might not go up the club, and ruin the plans.
    "No really, I've already made plans with my mother to go shopping."
    "OK. I'll miss being with you, but have a great time!"
    After I hung the phone up, Mom came over and gave me a hug.
    "You were just fine, dear."
    I then sat down at the table, dad and Gary joined me for breakfast.
    A short time later the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," and I rushed to the door.  It was Mrs. Grant.  
    "Good morning sun worshiper, are you to ready to go," asked a smiling Mrs. Grant.
    "You bet," as I grabbed my beach bag.
    Mom joined us at the door, and told me to have a good time at the club with Diane and the family, and especially, Donald.
   Dad came up too, and told Diane to make sure I have a good time.  That's when I knew for sure that mom told him I was going to be spending the day at a nudist club.  
    The drive seemed quicker than the other time, and before I knew it, we were entering the gates. 
    There were plenty of cars when we reached the parking lot.  Some people were standing around undressing, while others were clothed, walking to the grounds and clubhouse.  Diane suggested we change at the car and leave our clothes there.  
    Diane smiled as I got out of my clothes in a flash.  She then took a floppy hat out of the truck, and told me to put it with my stuff and bring it to the pool. 
    There were plenty lounge chairs when we got to the pool area.  Diane picked a spot where she could get a good look at the lawn, where the rest of her family would be coming from.  We each grabbed a chair, put a towel down, and dropped our small beach bags.  Then Diane put some towels down on two more chairs beside us and said "let's grab some sun until the rest of my family gets here!"
    She told me to get the floppy hat ready, because she arranged with her husband to meet her at the pool around 11, and it was already 20 to the hour.  As I covered my body in sunscreen, more and more people were arriving at the pool and were laying on the chairs.  There was also plenty of splashing going on in the pool.
   "Gail, don't look so envious, we're all going to go in the water when Donald gets here and gets over his shock of seeing you." 
    Then she said "get out the hat, Frank and the kids are coming."
    I grabbed the floppy hat and put it over my face as I lay down.  Diane adjusted it a tad, so it wouldn't look like it was purposely covering my entire face.  
    Then I lay there, soaking up sun, nervously awaiting my boyfriend who will see me naked for the first time.  
    Even though I could make out what was going with my face covered, those few moments seemed like an eternity.
    "Hi Hun, I see you made it up here with your friend."
    Obviously that was Mr. Grant. 
   "Hi mom, see you finally made it."  
   Oh my god, I thought, that's Donald, he's standing right in front of me, and we're both naked.  
   She answered back to Donald "Good morning," with a smile.
    "I brought a friend up for the day. Would you like to meet her?"
    There was a reluctant "sure" coming from Donald, as if he really didn't want to meet one of his mother's friends, but had no choice.
      "Gail, can you get up for a moment, I'd like you to meet my son Donald."
      I pulled slowly removed my hat and glanced at Donald with a big smile.
     "Hi Donny, nice meeting you here." 
      Don looked little stunned.  At least he was looking at my face, and not checking the rest of me out, which I guess is a good sign.
    We both looked at each other with a grin, and Katy, Donald's younger sister suggested we all hop in the pool. 
    Donald's father piped in saying it was great idea, and shouted "everybody in!" 
    With that, Diane grabbed my hand, I took Donald's, his father took Kip's, and we all jumped in.


     When we came up, everything seemed normal between me and Donald.   
    "You're not upset that I came up here to the club, are you Donald?"
      "No way.  I wanted to ask you, but was worried you'd think I was a sex fiend or something."

    The rest of the day was fantastic.  Donald introduced me to his club friends, guys and girls.  We swam, tanned, played volleyball, hiked, hot tubbed, and talked.  Katy and I became good friends, and said I took to nudism like a fish to water! We barbecued burgers and hot dogs at their trailer camp site, and left around eight o'clock. 
    As we were driving back to the city, Donald asked if I still wanted out go out with him in that evening, or do I need the sleep to get up early for another fun day with him and his family at the nudist club.
   I gave him a loving squeeze and told him I'll see him first thing in the morning. 
    It wasn't long before we pulled up to my house.  I thanked everybody for a great time, and told them I'd be up bright and early to head to the club with them tomorrow.
     When I entered the house, mom and dad were waiting. 
     "How was your day with the Grants at the nudist club" asked dad.
     "Really great" I smiled. "And Dad, thanks for being so understanding" as I gave him a hug.
     "And how did Donald take to seeing you naked" asked mom.
      I explained how we did it, and how Donald's younger sister Katy broke the awkward moment by suggesting we all hop in the pool, and that within a moment, everything was normal with all of us naked.
    "That's great dear, I'm glad everything went well.  I suppose you're going up to club tomorrow as well?" asked dad.
     "You bet."
     "Does Gary know I've become a nudist?" 
      "Why, would it bother you" asked mom.
     "No, not really, if he doesn't tell anyone else."
     Mom said Gary was in his room, and she would go up and bring him downstairs so that I could tell him about it first hand.
    Dad said he would go with mom to bring Gary down.    
     So there I was, alone in the living, glowing from my day in the nude at the Glendale Sun Club waiting to explain to my brother about my newfound interest.
    I heard some giggling coming from upstairs, and figured mom and dad must have told Gary what I had done.
    "We'll be right down," shouted mom.
     Then I couldn't believe what I was seeing, mom, dad and Gary all walking down the stairs naked!
    "What's going on!" I asked.
    Mom explained that she had a great time at the club yesterday.  She went on to say how she and dad enjoyed sunbathing at a nude beach in the Caribbean a few years ago, and wouldn't mind belonging to a nudist club here.
    Gary said that after mom told him about the club and showed him the brochure from the club that they spent the whole day naked.
    Then dad said "first thing in the morning we're heading to the Glendale Sun Club to take a family membership, and from now on, this is a nudist family."
   With that, I removed my clothes, and hugged my mom and dad and little brother, and laughed.
    Dad even mentioned something hearing there's a vacant trailer spot not far from the Grants. 
       

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