Travelling
The advent of a car and the
ability to travel further gave me my first experience of nude driving, a naked
female driver near to Lands-end happily slowed her 2CV Citroen to drive between
the crowds of surfers heading for the beach, her naked breasts clearly visible
to everyone and those close enough to look into the car as she passed were
treated to the vision of a triangle of dark pubic hair.
A man might well have
been arrested for driving in such a state of undress, but it was the early
seventies and no-one seemed the least bit offended by this girls motorised
immodesty. Not long afterwards there was an article, in H & E about a
couple in America who regularly drove naked in an open top sports car.
That gave me the idea that on
the open road I could drive naked, only my top half would be visible and if I
got near to crowds I could pull a towel over. Thus started a career of nude
driving and over the years I've driven most of the length and breadth of the UK
without clothes. I can usually find a quiet corner of a service area car park
to dress before entering the buildings and by having shorts available I can
dress quickly if need be.
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I started to take H & E
regularly and as always, there was a lot of debate about single male naturists
– It didn't make any sense to me, I would have thought an attractive single
female naturist held a lot more potential for disrupting a club than any lone
male. It seemed to me that the men of the naturist clubs didn’t trust their
wives to be near a naked single male, in case they should be tempted by him.
But they allowed themselves the company and potential temptations of naked
single females. I'm surprised the women in the clubs didn't realise this.
Of course I may be wrong, it
could be the wives who daren’t trust themselves to be near a naked man. Either
way single naturist men were considered to be pariahs and single naturist women
were welcomed with open arms.
Whatever the reasons, it meant
that I was condemned to solitary nude bathing for many years to come. Although
I did manage to find an occasional nude beach where I could be with like minds,
even if as a solo male I couldn't join in the activities.
Marriage
I
was twenty three when I met a beautiful young woman who, after a brief
courtship became my wife. I told her about naturism early on in the
relationship and introduced her to the delights of H & E. She
enjoyed the articles and the problems page and was happy to note that the
photos weren’t distorted, pelvis thrusting models but mostly every day people.
By now the airbrush cover-ups had ceased so the models could be seen in their
entirety.
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Maja wasn’t sure about going
nude in public, but she eventually agreed that we should go to a club for a
trial day and I agreed that if she didn’t enjoy it, we would leave.
We selected a club close to
Meriden in the West Midlands, on arrival there was a friendly greeting and
introduction to the club facilities then we were shown where to get undressed.
A little old man – the club
secretary - took us round to introduce us to everyone. I know it shouldn’t make
a difference but Maja was a tall slim blonde with a fabulous figure, she looked
stunning naked and the club Secretary took great delight in introducing her on
her own before admitting she had a partner.
Maja seemed to settle to social
nudity right away and there was no sign of her earlier nervousness. I was very
proud of my beautiful young wife that day.
The club and its members were
very friendly and had we lived closer we would have joined, but in the end we
decided it was just too far to travel.
to be continued
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