My first trip to a nudist resort was neither random nor spontaneous.

It was a completely researched and planned endeavour. I had been at the nude beach, and was prepared for the nudist social scene. My subsequently young wife, on the other hand – not so much. Sure, we were nude at home very frequently; but the prospect of interacting with naked strangers didn’t enthrall her. She’d even turned down a skinny-dipping excursion using a buddy; and it just would have been the three of us in her secluded pool. My goal became clear: to “sell” a totally stress-free clothes-optional experience to my wife.
So I called the local resort with particular questions: how active was the resort during the spring, how clothes-optional was it for first-time visitors. And I discovered the resort was fairly “slow” on weekdays between March and May, and that first-timers were enabled to be clothing-optional. And I managed to “sell” a weekday trip to my wife, together with the stipulation that there would be very few people there, that she’d not be compelled to undress, and we could leave at any point if wanted.
We arrived on a weekday morning; I think it was in May. We checked in to an extremely friendly manager. We returned to our car; I promptly tossed off my clothing, my wife chosen for a buttoned summer dress. We walked around, investigating the grounds; there were maybe four or five members there, probably residents.

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We went for a brief walk on one of the trails; and that’s when I suddenly understood that she had unbuttoned her dress. She had discovered the feeling of read ! That was really the sole goal I’d set that day; for her to at least find some value to resort nudism. And she had. But the actual turning point was when we visited the hottub place; at that point she was sold: she wanted to get in the hottub. So I ran back to the car, grabbed a few towels and came back to find her nude, sitting on the border of the hottub. We got in, relaxed for some time and chose to call it a day. But her perspective leaving the resort was notably different from our entry; whereas she was apprehensively clutching her dress out first few instants there, she was now walking back to the auto with just her towel wrapped around her hips.
That was enough to make it a successful day, as she walked away with a positive outlook on resort nudism.

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