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You ready, Tabby?” “Nope, but doing it anyway.” He chuckled, “That’s the spirit,” then we walked hand-in-hand out of our tent. The cheerful chatter around the campfire abruptly ceased when they noticed us; four mouths simultaneously hit the ground. I was anxious, even somewhat fearful, of their reactions and held my breath. The women looked at Tony while their husbands looked at me, then no one seemed to know where to look. Tony and I were standing naked before our flabbergasted friends. That’s right — tits out — twig and berries dangling — fully exposed. The silence tortured me, so I nudged Tony, whispering out the side of my mouth, “This was your bright idea, so you better start explaining.” “Friends — and you are our dearest friends — we are not crazy.” Jeff snorted, then his wife, Josie, elbowed him in the arm. “We aren’t crazy. This was my idea, and please hear me out…”The short story is that I just turned fifty-six, and Tabby turns fifty-four next month, and our life isn’t what we hoped it would be at this age. We saw a therapist, and she suggested we try some things to renew our love for life and one another. We are taking her advice and going to spend this whole weekend naked and pushing our boundaries.” “So…why are we here?” asked Polly. “Because you are our closest friends, and we think you might be struggling with some of these same issues — stuck in a rut, bored, lost libidos.” Josie furrowed her brows, “Are your struggles within your marriage pretty serious?”“Yes,” was the only response I gave.”Well, we are fine,” Polly looked to her left. “Aren’t we, Peter?” Peter was staring at me, or rather my tits (quickly concealed underneath my folded arms), and jumped at being called out.”I guess we’re okay.” “So you’re happy with your sex life, Peter?” Tony questioned with a skeptical tone. “PETER!” Polly’s voice raised several thousand decibels, causing the birds to scatter. “What have you been telling them?”I made the wrong decision to chime in, bringing Polly’s past complaints to Josie and me to her attention. “So, Polly, you are Ankara bayan escort happy? Peter hasn’t ‘permanently dented the couch with his ass’ (her exact words last week) by watching too much tv? Particularly crime dramas?””Here we go. Like I haven’t heard that complaint every day of my life lately,” Peter grumbled. “Obviously, you’ve been complaining some too, Polly. Maybe if you’d—””Don’t you finish that sentence, Peter!” Tony waved his hands in the air until he regained their attention. “So, let’s just calm down and agree that maybe we aren’t as happy as we could be, right?” I heard crickets. Literally, crickets were chirping as our friends lost their tongues. Tony continued his speech, seemingly blind to the reactions of our friends. Read the campfire, honey! “We want you to think about the state of your lives tonight. Tabby and I will be naked all weekend and push ourselves outside our comfort zones. Shedding clothes should drop any pretenses. We’ll make ourselves vulnerable and be on equal footing. We hoped to share this experience with you, our best friends. Support one another. Rekindle our lust for life together. But, if you don’t want to, we won’t pressure you anymore. Talk to each other, and we’ll see how you feel in the morning. Good night.” After those words, Tony turned away from our four shocked friends and led me back toward our tent. No surprise, I covered my bare ass with my hand as we walked away. Once inside our tent, we unrolled our blankets and lay down. “How do you feel?” I asked.”Exhilarated.” “Good for you.” I rolled over with my back facing him. “But, I’m not there yet.””I know.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek, then rolled over, pressing his back against mine. ☆☆☆The following day, I was awakened by a hand gently shaking my shoulder. I rolled over to see a puffy-eyed Polly sitting beside me. “Hey, sorry to wake you, but I wanted to say ‘Goodbye’ to you.”I sat up and whined, “Goodbye? You’re leaving?” “I’m afraid so. Peter and I got in an awful spat last night, and Escort bayan Ankara it’s best we leave.”I grabbed hold of her hand. “Oh, Polly, I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe we can—”She cut me off. “No, thank you, but we just need to go home.” “But, I feel partly responsible.” “Don’t. It’s been a long time coming.” She squeezed my hand, and her eyes clouded with tears.I frowned, upset that my friend was hurting.”Tabby, you and Tony are doing something fearless, and I hope it works out, but Peter and I aren’t in the same place as you two.” I pulled my friend into a tight hug. “Okay, but promise you’ll call if you need me.” She squeezed me and then pulled away. “I will. And I hope this weekend helps you and Tony. Peter was going to talk to him, then we’re heading home.” I hugged her again, wanting to do more. “Goodbye, Polly.” Once she left the tent, I lay back down with my stomach twisted in knots.Tony entered the tent. “They’ve gone.”“I know. I wish they would’ve stayed.”“Me too, but they need to do what’s best for them. This is still a good decision, Tabby.”I didn’t respond, and he extended his hand. “Come on, the sun is hitting the lake just right, and it looks like diamonds sparkling on the surface. Let’s go swimming.”A swim did sound nice, so I took his hand. One good thing about camping naked was I was always dressed for any occasion.I had just settled onto my backside on the raft when the sound of screaming banshees bolted me upright. I caught a glimpse of Jeff and Josie naked and running down the pier right before they went airborne, twisting their bodies in some sort of pose before hitting the water. Tony surfaced beside me and laughed as I steadied my raft again and said, “Well, guess that was them ripping the bandaid off.” “I figured they’d come around. Josie always follows Jeff, and he’s probably the most adventurous of us all.” “Look, there they are.” I pointed at two wet heads bobbing above the water.”Over here!” Tony called. He chuckled when I flipped over onto my tummy. “What?” “You’re Bayan escort Ankara still self-conscious, aren’t you?” I splashed water on his face. I’m not going to lie, I was more than a bit uncomfortable when I first saw them naked. Eye contact was difficult to say the least, but then our activities director, Tony, changed our focus. Some things we did would have scared the pants off me, if I’d been wearing any, but pushing through those fears built confidence. Adrenaline pumping can affect all parts of the body, even the most private of parts. I witnessed Tony and Jeff struggling with pop-up hard-ons throughout the day. I admit, I felt one or two tingles between my legs any time “naked Jeff” brushed up against me. At the end of the day, I was standing on the bank, admiring the scenery, when Tony walked up behind me, pulled my long sun-kissed hair over my shoulder, and brushed his lips against my neck. When I looked back at him, I found him smirking. “What?” “Nothing.””Tell me.” I made my fussy face. “Now!”He chuckled. “I’ve just been watching you and noticing something.” “Noticing what?” “You’ve quit covering your body with your hands.” He winked with a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. “One watching might even think you are feeling sexy walking around naked in front of our friends.” My face flushed, and I couldn’t deny his observation. I felt sexy… for the first time in a very long time. After watching the breathtaking sunset, we grilled some hot dogs and s’mores over the fire, I started the country music playlist on my phone, and we settled around the campfire with some cold Guinness. “What did everyone enjoy about today?” Tony asked.”I enjoyed seeing Jeff bust his balls jumping off the cliff.” Jeff scowled at me. “Tony, your wife is an evil woman. And I enjoyed seeing her face burn red when we crossed paths with the hikers, and you told them we were practicing for our stint on the Naked and Afraid show.” I shook my head. “So embarrassing!” “What did you like, Josie?” Tony asked.”I liked everything. Trying new things like fishing and paddle boarding. Being naked.””What about you, fearless leader,” I teased my husband. “I enjoyed seeing my wife laughing.” I smiled at him and felt grateful he had pushed me into this trip. We all remained quiet for the next few minutes, replaying the day in our heads, I guessed.
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