After several years of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to make many changes in my life. I was married to a man that would rather take a dick in the ass than enjoy the love of a passionate woman. As difficult as it was, I stayed faithful. To this day, I don’t know why. I can’t change the past, but I can certainly change my future.
The first adjustment, get rid of my gay husband. That was easy. No kids, no love, I earned all the money, and I didn’t screw him financially when we split, I just wanted it over. Good riddance.
Second, start to feel like a woman again. No sex, no affection, and no companionship made life a living hell for me. Oh, there was the occasional self-inflicted orgasm but, I needed more.
Third was the most difficult. How to meet people? My career places me with many influential and powerful people. I’ve always had an active social life through my work. The problem with that is, it is work and not playtime. The men and women I encounter are part of my professional life. I want to keep my personal life separate.
I’ve been exploring possibilities. I started with a dating website. That was a huge mistake. The site was filled with married men looking to cheat. Men who exaggerated who they were, bent the truth, or just outright lied. I went on several dates. All turned out to be terrible. They all wanted to “hook up,” which wouldn’t have been terrible, but none were very appealing.
My sister tried to set me up with two men she knew through her work. Neither of these arrangements worked out. Both were older and acted like they were on the back end of life. That’s not for me. I was ready to start living again.
About a month ago, I woke up in the middle of the night. I had a dream that I was at a pool party, naked. So was everyone else. It was a resort catering to nudists. When I woke up, I wasn’t sure it was a dream and started to probe the soft skin between my legs. My fingers were soaked, and in a matter of minutes, I was writhing in an orgasmic fury.
In the morning, I pulled out my laptop and started to research where I could go. I was shocked at how many resorts, beaches, and clubs are available in central Florida. The following Saturday, I decided it was time to discard my past and take the plunge into a new lifestyle. I chose a beach on the east coast, about 150 miles from my home. This way, the possibility of bumping into someone I knew was slim. I did take note that all of the women in the pictures were clean-shaven. To not stand out, I shaved my pussy clean. This was a new feeling for me, one that felt so clean and fresh.
When I arrived, I left my clothes in the car and strolled out onto the white sand of Playlandia Beach. I thought I would be alone. Boy, was I wrong. There were hundreds of people enjoying the sun and surf that day. I picked a spot, spread my blanket out, and enjoyed the sun beating down on my skin (see the pictures in my profile).
Everyone seemed very friendly. It wasn’t long before several people struck up a conversation with me. One woman noticed that I had tan lines and offered to rub sun lotion on my body so as not to burn. I thought this was very kind and accepted her offer.