Arriving at our destination

After an eternity on the road, we finally arrived at our destination, which was a "Clothing Optional Resort" on the Florida Gulf Coast...also known as a nudist resort. I felt a stirring in my pants as I thought of all the big swinging dicks we would see this week.

And hot chicks, I quickly reminded myself. There would be women too!

WTF was wrong with me? I really needed to have sex with Susan in female form soon. All this gay sex...or at least oral sex...with Mike must be fucking up my head. I wasn't gay, I told myself. I liked pussy...and big black cocks.

I had to present my ID at the front gate, and a uniformed security guard directed us towards the front desk.

A cute bag boy wearing nothing but a smile, a pair of sunglasses and a sticker named tag that said "Diego" met us at the front door. He began unloading our bags as we went inside to check in. I found myself glancing back at him as we walked away. He was Latino and cute with a six pack. A medium sized limp cock dangled between his legs. I was looking right at it when he caught me looking.

He smiled, turned towards our car and bent over as if to pick something up off the ground. Diego looked back again to make sure I was taking in his firm ass and laughed in a somewhat flirtatious manner.

I blushed and turned away to follow my wife into the resort.

A receptionist named Clara met us at the front desk. Like Diego, she was also in her late teens or early 20s and completely naked. She was tanned all over, including her approximately 38D breasts.

"Good afternoon!" she said cheerfully. "Welcome to your home away from home."

"Good afternoon, Clara," Susan said cheerfully. She leaned almost flirtatiously on the counter. The girl smiled and may have blushed a little, but she was so tanned it was hard to tell.

After confirming our reservation, she told us she needed to go over the resorts rules and regulations

"The rules are fairly simple," Clara said. "This is an adults only facility. No children, ever. We are completely clothing optional as soon as you pass through the security gate...so if you wanted to strip down right here, that would be great...er perfectly fine, I mean."

"Glad to hear that!" Susan said and at once peeled off her shirt. She nearly folded it and lay it on the counter, then dropped her shorts, revealing that she had chosen to go comando. "This is going to be such a freeing experience."

"I know just what you mean," Clara said, not even hiding the fact that she had to lean slightly forward to checkout my wife's big black cock.

I felt a sudden and unexpected twinge of jealousy.

"A few more basic rules, there is no sexual activity allowed in the lobby, in the fitness center or in the dining hall. Sex on the beach is acceptable although I recommend you use a towel to keep sand out of places you don't want sand."

"You sound experienced," Susan said and Clara smiled.

"A few times but I only forgot to take a towel once," she said.

Clara turned towards a shelf behind her, and this time it was Susan who leaned forward to check out her ass. I mean, Clara did have a nice big, bubble butt, but I wasn't used to seeing this kind of behavior from my wife.

The girl turned around, smiling as she caught Susan looking at her ass, and laid two bracelets on the counter.

"These will serve as your cabana keys," she said. "We used to use key cards...but where exactly are people supposed to carry them?

Susan reached for one of the bracelets, but Clara took her hand. The girl's hand looked tiny holding Mike's.

"Let me help," she said.

Clara flipped Susan's hand over and strapped one of the bracelets onto her wrist. The hand holding lingered for a good thirty seconds after it could have stopped, and for just a moment the two of them made eye contact. My jealousy was stronger than ever before.

"If you need anything during your stay, just give me a call," she said, sliding a business card across the counter. "My cell number is on the card."

"That's great!" Susan said.

As we turned to go, I glanced back at the girl who was watching us leave, and reached down and took Susan by the hand.