Meeting Oscar

It was Saturday evening when I arrived in Miami. I had left my apartment in DC early morning, taking the metro to Union Station. From there I caught a train to New York and from there I boarded a plane to Miami. I was a bit nervous about this whole thing. I didn't know how I'd react to being a nudist, I mean, I wasn't exactly a prude but I was never the type to walk around naked in front of people.

I checked into my hotel room. After settling down, I dressed up and went down to the lobby to grab some dinner. The place was packed with tourists, families and couples enjoying their vacation. There were a couple of guys in suits walking around the lobby, I figured they must be businessmen on a business trip.

I was no different, I wore a gray suit, white shirt and brown heels. My hair was neatly combed and parted in the center. I looked pretty sharp, I thought.

As I approached the bar counter, I saw a tall guy wearing a white flannel shirt and shorts. I stopped and stared at him for a second. He was pretty hot with broad shoulders and a lean body. I got closer, and it was then that I realized who it was, it was Oscar. His face was chiseled, and he had a strong jawline.

I sat next to him. "Hey, can I get a drink?" I asked the bartender.

"Sure."

I pretended to check my phone when Oscar turned around and noticed me. He acted surprised, "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there." he apologized.

"No worries." I said. "I just got in town today."

"Are you here for the nudist convention?" he asked.

"Not really, I'm just on vacation."

"You say you're on vacation, but you're dressed like you're on business." he chuckled.

"I just got off work. I've been working hard for the last couple of months, I needed a break. I'm here to relax and unwind." I smiled.

"So what do you do?"

"I'm a consultant for a large software firm."

"Really? That sounds interesting."

"Yeah, I love my job. I get to travel a lot." I lied again.

"So what brings you here?"

"Just visiting the nudist convention. Me and my wife, we live in a nudist resort not too far from here."

"A nudist resort?" I asked. "I've never heard of such a thing."

"Well, it's not very common, but it's growing in popularity. We get a lot of couples coming here for their honeymoon." he said.

"Oh, that's nice. So what kind of people usually visit a nudist resort?"

"It's mostly couples, and a few singles. A few families come here as well. There's a huge range of people, some are young, some are old, some are rich, and some are poor. You name it, we've got it." he replied.

"Wow! That's interesting."

"Yeah, I guess so." Oscar laughed.

"I'm Kate." I introduced myself. I couldn't let him know my real name. The intelligence team had created a new identity for me, Kate McMillan.

"Oscar." he said as he held out his hand.

"So Kate, if you're not busy, would you like to catch up over a drink?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Let's go over ro the lounge then."