Authors note. Most of my stories are either straight fiction or true life, so this is a bit of a departure.
I got into an email conversation with some followers on Medium. They turned out to be naturists/nudists as well and shared some photos. (With my full permission — please don’t do that without it!)
We talked about common areas of life and, after a while, the possibility of writing a story for them came up. Apart from the trip to visit them, and so the sex elements as well, the rest of the details should be accurate in this fantasy. This is shared with their permission.
It was with a great deal of trepidation that I walked out of the airport arrivals section. Will Rodgers airport in Oklahoma. Who the heck was Will Rodgers, and what the hell was I doing flying to Oklahoma to meet a couple from the internet? I wasn’t even positive that they would be here.
There could be someone with a sign with my name on it that would whisk me away to… to who knows where. This could all be a scam, and Kay and Tristan random names generated from the internet to go along with some photos stolen years ago to lure in young foolish girls. I wasn’t so young anymore, but I surely was foolish!
For the entire 14-hour flight from London (changing in Atlanta), I’d been alternating with longing to meet them in person…
