Mountain Retreat


This happened a couple of years ago, the spring of the
year my American friend Debbie was supposed to
graduate.  We were sitting around the cafe at school
talking about what we should do to celebrate.  Her
friend Angela was there, and this other Japanese girl
Fujiko who I'd been playing tennis with.  Debbie told
us about the university chalet up in the mountains to
the east of Oceanview.  I'd heard about it before,
from my boyfriend Ryosuke I guess, but it took me a
moment to remember why.  Apparently, there was a pond
for swimming nearby, and students used to go
skinnydipping there back in the 1960's.  Ryosuke had
found out about it in one of the old yearbooks.  He'd
been pushing me to go, but neither of us knew too much
about it, so we never went.  Debbie had been there
before though, and she said she could make the
arrangements.

At first, I kind of hoped it would be an all-girls
thing, but Fujiko has been on me for a long time to
introduce her to guys.  She's not in university with
us, just studying English at a local language school,
but she really wants to stay on in the States, so
she's kind of been looking for a western boyfriend.  I
wasn't so keen, but Debbie suggested we invite
Winston, this Chinese American boy I'd introduced
Debbie to, and his frat mates.

I knew Winston because he often came swimming at the
campus fitness center where I worked.  I liked him. 
He was quiet and honest, but one time when I invited
him to come drinking with us, he brought two of his
American frat mates Gus and Paul with him, and they
seemed a bit out of hand.  They're nice enough I
guess, but Gus kept hitting on me all the time, and
not just me, just about any girl he met.  Paul wasn't
so forward, but it seemed like he was always cracking
jokes, one after another.

I told Fujiko all this, but she said she wanted to see
for herself.  I guess even now, I'm still a bit
conservative when it comes to guys, but Fujiko is
different.  She's always so open and friendly to
everyone, even people I wouldn't normally talk to. 
Anyway, I finally gave in, and we set the whole thing
up for the weekend after exams finished.

Debbie and I finished exams early that year, so we
went up on the Thursday.  Fujiko was supposed to come
on the Friday and then Angela and the boys on the
Saturday.  Even though I had my doubts about how all
it would go, I was really excited about the trip.  On
the bus, Debbie laughed when she saw how I was going
on about it.  Ryosuke had told me a fair bit about the
place, and even showed me pictures, so I sort of had
this romantic image in my head about what it would be
like.

The bus dropped us off in town, but from there, we had
to walk quite a way up this tree-lined road that ran
up the side of the mountain.  We finally found it, and
knocked, but the place was absolutely deserted.  The
campus club center back in Oceanview had lent us a key
though, so we let ourselves in.  It was a nice place
if a little bit musty.  There was a big meeting room,
a small kitchen, and up this long hall at the back, a
shower room and bedrooms.  We opened all the windows
to air it out.  There was this cool patio deck out
back looking out over the trees and down at the town
below.  We were getting hungry, so we ended up walking
back down to town to buy some groceries.

After supper, we sat out on the patio for a while, and
then I wanted to go find the swimming hole.  We had to
walk up the road even further, and then cut off down
this path into the woods till we finally found it.  It
was big and round with even a bit of sand on the
banks.

"You know they used to skinnydip here," I finally told
Debbie.  "Oceanview students in the 1960's I mean. 
During the flower power era."  She didn't seem nearly
as impressed by this as I'd been when Ryosuke told me.
 I thought it was great that people had been so free
in those days.  Debbie likes to have fun, but
actually, she isn't really the skinnydipping type.  I
had managed to talk her into it a couple of times in
her backyard pool when no one was around, but she'd
always refused to come to the nude beach with me, or
do anything else like that.  Ignoring her, I pulled
off my running shoes and my hoodie.

"Well, aren't you going to come in for dip?" I asked
her cheerfully.  She just sat down on a rock by the
water's edge, and motioned for me to go ahead.  I knew
she didn't approve, but she'd known me long enough to
know better than to try to talk me out of it.  (She's
actually one of the only ones who knows my secret).  I
stripped out of the rest of my clothes, and waded in. 
The water was cool, but it had been a warm day.  It
was refreshing to go for a swim after a long day
cramped up inside a bus.  I swam around for a while,
but Debbie looked bored, so I finally came back out,
and went over to my clothes.  I didn't want to put on
my clothes while my body was still wet, so I sat my
bare bottom down on the rock beside her, brushed off
my feet, and then pulled on my socks and shoes.

"What are you doing?" she asked puzzled.

"It's OK.  I just want to let my body dry off," I told
flicking my arms out to shake off the water.

"You're crazy, you know that?" she said blandly,
getting up.

"We haven't seen anyone up here since we arrived," I
said trying to convince myself more than anything.  I
knew of course that it probably wasn't a good idea to
walk around here naked, but at least with Debbie, I
could get away with this kind of silliness.  She
doesn't like to advertise it, but I knew she'd done
some pretty crazy things herself.  Debbie started
walking back around the pond, laughing quietly at my
strangeness.  I stuffed my clothes into my bag, and
then scurried after her, my whole body covered in
goosebumps from the feeling of the cool night air on
my skin.  It was a strange but wondrous feeling
walking around outside in the nude, something I really
couldn't do back in Oceanview.

As we approached the road, I began to get worried
again.  Debbie looked back at me wondering I guess if
I really was planning on walking the whole way back
naked.  Despite my brave words, I hesitated to step
out from the cover of the wood.  I looked this way and
that, and only slowly edged forward onto the road.

"Maybe you'd better get dressed," she warned more
kindly now.  I knew she was right, but I foolishly
came out onto the road, following along behind her. 
My whole mind was in haze, tripping out on the amazing
feeling of walking along the road naked.  I handed her
my bag, and then started hopping, skipping and kicking
pebbles into the forest.  Soon though I heard the
sound of a car coming from behind.  I dashed down the
embankment into the woods running as far as I could to
get out of sight.  By the time I slowed down, the car
had gone.

"I told you someone would come," Debbie called out
from the road's edge.  It was hard to tell for sure,
but it looked like they hadn't seen me.  I finally
came back up to where Debbie was standing, sheepishly
took my bag from her, and pulled on my hoodie.  The
hoodie was just a bit too short to cover my bare
bottom, but luckily, we didn't see any cars after
that.  Back at the chalet, I had a shower, and tucked
in for bed.  I slept in the nude, something I always
want to do, but so seldom get the chance.

The next morning I woke up before Debbie.  Getting up
and wiping the sleep from my eyes, I walked - naked -
down the hall to the kitchen.  I almost jumped out of
my skin because in the kitchen, there was this strange
man standing at the counter making breakfast.  He
looked even more surprised to see me strolling around
the chalet naked.  I quickly backed up into the main
room, but his curiosity peaked, he followed me out.  I
picked up a pillow from the couch to cover myself
with.

"Wh-wh-who on earth are you?" I stuttered, panicking.

"Henderson, Jack Henderson.  I'm the custodian here,"
he replied defensively, trying to reassure me that he
meant no harm.  Dazed, I fell back onto the couch, and
desperately tried to tilt the pillow in such a way as
to cover both my pussy and my bare breasts.  It wasn't
quite big enough, but he was doing his best not to
stare too intently at my naked body.

"They told me you'd be coming," he went on, straining
to explain.  "Three ladies and three men from
Oceanview U., reserved for this weekend."  He glanced
past me at the hall that led to the bedrooms.  "Are
the gentlemen here already?" he asked, thinking I was
some kind of nympho I guess who'd been fooling around
with the guys.

"No, no, of course not," I responded scandalized that
he would even think such a thing.  "I would never... I
mean it's not that kind of group."

He leaned to the side, peering at the curves of my
naked rear and right breast.

"Then why...?" he asked pointing at my exposed flesh.

"I was... I mean, I thought..."  Unable to explain why
I was naked, I bowed my head down low, and said,
"Sorry.  I'm terribly sorry."  Leaning forward made my
nipples pop out from behind the pillow, and he seemed
more interested in them than my apology.  Annoyed, I
finally stood up clutching the pillow against my
tummy, and turned to leave.  I could feel his eyes on
my bare backside as I scurried off down the hall to go
fetch my clothes.

It turned out he was who he said he was.  He lived
nearby, and prepared meals for guests if they paid for
them.  He naturally had a key of his own, and had let
himself in.  Debbie looked at me scoldingly when she
found out I'd flashed him, but Mr. Henderson was
remarkably polite to me after that.  Fujiko showed up
a bit later, and I finally managed to get my mind off
my embarrassment by going down, and playing some
tennis with her and Debbie in this park down by the
town.

That night while Fujiko and I were showering, I
debated telling her about skinnydipping at the
swimming hole, but eventually decided not to.  It's so
hard to bring up these things when you don't know
people so well.

The next day around lunchtime, Angela, Winston, Gus
and Paul finally showed up.  We ate lunch together. 
Gus and Paul had brought some beer with them, and were
trying to get Fujiko and me to drink with them. 
Eventually, while they were making all this noise, I
managed to corner Fujiko and Winston, and convince
them to come check out the swimming hole with me.  I
wasn't really sure what they were expecting, but none
of us took our swimsuits.  When we got there, we sat
down on the bank, and watched Winston skip stones
across the surface.  Winston is a quiet boy, very tall
and a good swimmer.  I finally managed to get up the
nerve to say what I'd been meaning to.

"They used to go skinnydipping here in the 1960's."

Winston didn't react at all, and Fujiko looked over at
me, curious.

"Really?" she snorted, amused.  I tried to guess how
they felt, but neither of them said anything.

"Do you want to try?" I suddenly blurted out.  Fujiko
looked at me again, and then broke out laughing.

"You're not serious?" she guffawed.  Winston finally
looked over at me, the faintest hint of a grin playing
on his lips.

"Sure, why not?" I asked cheerily.  Winston still
didn't say anything, but I could tell from his eyes he
was interested.  I was pretty sure Fujiko was not an
exhibitionist really, but she does have the sort of
personality where she is ready to try anything. 
Winston and I started stripping, and before long, she
followed suit.  It had been a long time since I'd gone
skinnydipping with boys, but I'd seen Winston in his
speedo often enough I could kind of guess what he
looked like.  He's tall with a well-toned body.  His
penis wasn't particularly big, but I guess he wasn't
all that excited yet.  I don't think he likes me
exactly, but he raised his eyebrows as I stripped out
of my clothes.  Fujiko kept on laughing the whole
time.  She has a very muscular body especially for a
girl, almost like an olympic athlete, but her breasts
are fairly large considering.  Winston stood there
checking her out, but she quickly dashed out into the
water to hide.

One thing that surprised me was that the two of them
seemed to treat the whole thing as some kind of silly
prank.  I must admit that I was a bit turned on at
seeing Winston nude and getting naked in front of him,
but the two of them seemed reluctant to admit that
there was anything sexual going on here.  I eventually
got out, and lay face up on a big rock, and this got
more the kind of reaction I was expecting.  Winston
peered over at my pussy, and started to blush.  He was
a man after all.

Unfortunately, soon we heard Gus and Paul shouting and
joking as they headed this way.  I didn't really mind
letting Winston see my naked body, but I wasn't so
keen on showing Gus or Paul.  I really didn't
understand what Debbie saw in them, but I guess that
was true of a lot of her guy friends.  I dove into the
water to hide, and pointed out to Fujiko as Gus and
Paul came out of the woods.

"What are you guys doing here?" Gus called out to us,
perhaps a little drunk.

"Swimming," I answered trying to make it sound
innocent.  Winston nodded cheerily following my lead. 
Gus and Paul stared over at our clothes perhaps
already suspecting that we might not have brought our
swimsuits.  They finally sat down at the water's edge
exchanging stupid cracks between themselves.  Fujiko
looked at me, just as unhappy with the situation as I
was.  She had wanted to meet them, but letting them
see her naked was clearly another matter.

"Where are Debbie and Angela?" I asked hoping to send
them off to look.

"Angela got angry at us, so we decided to come down
here, and see what you guys were doing."

That was what I was afraid of.  Now what do we do? 
Winston looked over at us sympathetically, but if he
got out, they would surely guess we were naked too.  I
tried a number of different ploys to lure Gus and Paul
away, but they wouldn't budge.  I wasn't sure if they
knew or not, but in any case, they seemed determined
to stick around till we came out.  I finally nodded
solemnly to Fujiko.

"This is hopeless.  I think we just have to give up."

She looked over at Gus and Paul, but they just raised
their beer cans to us in a toast.  Slowly, the three
of us emerged from the water.  Gus and Paul's eyes
went wide in astonishment to see the three of us, the
'shy ones' in their eyes, buck naked.  I don't like
getting dressed while my body's still wet, but in this
case, I had no choice.  We hurriedly pull on our
things, while the guys looked on open-mouthed in
shock.  On the way back, I tried to make out like it
was no big deal, but Gus and Paul were clearly
ecstatic at having got a look at Fujiko and me naked.

After we got back to the chalet, Fujiko and I hid in
our room for a while, embarrassed to face them all. 
We could still hear them down in the main room
laughing away.  Debbie came to see what was wrong, but
I told her we just wanted to relax.  We came out for a
quick bite to eat, but Gus and Paul were still
carrying on, making all these cracks.  Neither Debbie
nor Angela knew what was going on, but I guess they
could tell something had happened.

Eventually, Debbie, Angela and the guys moved the
party outside onto the deck at the back, and things
quietened down.  It was still early, but I was
starting to feel sleepy, so Fujiko and I headed down
to the showers as we had the night before.  Down in
the shower room, we couldn't hear them anymore.  We
stripped out of our clothes, and went into the shower.
 At first, I didn't really think about it, but the
windows were still wide open from when Debbie and I
had opened them on the first day.  I turned on the
shower, rinsed off, and then lathered up my body as I
always did.

Only slowly did I begin to feel like we were being
watched.  I glanced out the windows, but I couldn't
see anything.  Still unsure, I caught Fujiko's
attention, and pointed out the window.  She looked
that way, but shrugged that she couldn't see anything
either.  I went back to showering, but the feeling
wouldn't go away.  I finally shut off my shower,
grabbed my towel, and walked around to the change
rooms where there was a door to outside.  Wrapping my
towel around me, I opened the door, and peered out
into the dark.  I could see the silhouettes of the
trees, but it was hard to see much in the dark.  As
far as I could tell, there didn't seem to be anyone
near the window, so I came back inside, and went back
to showering.  Fujiko was looking over at me with this
curious look in her eye.

"You like this kind of thing, don't you?" she asked
calmly.

"What?" I asked, playing innocent.

"I don't know - skinnydipping, showing off your body."

"No, no, I don't.  Honest."

Fujiko didn't say anything, but clearly she didn't
believe me.  Was it really that obvious?

After drying off, I pulled on my hoodie, and wrapped
the towel around my waist, but Fujiko wanted to go
talk with the others, so she got back dressed.  Alone
in our room with the others all outside, I soon
drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke soon after dawn with the sun
shining in through the window.  My towel had come
undone, so I carefully wrapped it back around my
waist, and tied it in place.  It looked like Fujiko
had stayed up late chatting with the others because
she was completely out of it.  I got up, and went out
into the hall, but all I could hear was the sound of
birds chirping outside.  The others must have been up
late too, because there was no sign of life anywhere. 
I glanced at the clock.  It was something like 6 in
the morning.  Mr. Henderson wouldn't be here for at
least a couple more hours, so I decided to fix my own
breakfast.  I got out a bowl, poured some cereal, and
sat down to eat.

It looked to be a beautiful day out.  After breakfast,
I pulled on my shoes, and decided to go for a little
walk.  I suppose I should have gotten dressed first,
but with everyone still asleep, I was feeling a bit
like taking a chance.  Instead of walking back up
towards the swimming hole, I wandered down the road
back towards town.  There is a forest blocking the
view most of the way, but I finally made it all the
way down to the corner, and gazed out over the village
below.  From way up here on the mountainside, I could
see the whole town and surrounding countryside spread
out before me.  I always thought people in the
countryside got up early, but it looked pretty quiet. 
I guess it was a Sunday and all, so everyone must be
still asleep.

I'd been trying to ignore the feeling, but actually,
I'd had butterflies in my stomach ever since I left
the house.  I guess the main reason was I didn't have
any underpants on under my towel, and I could feel the
summer breeze licking at my privates.  Now though,
standing here looking out over the town, I couldn't
ignore the feeling anymore.  Checking once more to
make sure no cars were coming, I gently tugged at the
knot in the towel pulling it loose.  The towel fell,
and I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as my
pussy was exposed to the bright morning sun up in the
sky and the whole town below.

I felt so naughty standing up here naked from the
waist down.  My feelings were spiralling upward in
this tidal wave of sweet arousal.  Unable to resist, I
pulled my hoodie up and off over my head, stripping
completely naked now.  I glanced back toward the
chalet, but it still looked quiet as ever.  I
nervously set my towel and hoodie down on the wild
grass by the roadside.  I honestly didn't know what I
was doing, but I was so giddy at being able to get
naked outside without having to worry about someone I
knew coming along I guess I got a little bit carried
away.

Leaving my clothes there, I walked a few paces down
the road toward the town.  I was so excited to be out
here in the buff in full view of the whole town, but
actually, it was all a bit too much for me to handle. 
My whole body was shaking like a leaf.  The feelings
were so intense I felt like I was going to burst. 
What am I doing?  This is crazy.  No matter how few
people are up, I just can't walk into town in my
birthday suit.  I quickly scurried back to my clothes,
pulled on my hoodie, and tied the towel back around my
waist.  I felt relieved, but I couldn't stop
quivering.  What on earth am I turning into?  Maybe I
am am exhibitionist after all.  When I got back to the
chalet, there was still no sign of Mr. Henderson, but
Winston was up, in the kitchen looking for something
to eat.

"Here, sit down.  I'll make you something," I offered.
 He nodded, smiled, and sat down.  He was really the
alright sort.  Maybe it was just I knew him better
than Gus or Paul, but somehow I felt comfortable with
Winston around.  He reminded me a bit of Kennedy or
Clint from the pizzeria back in Oceanview, two other
Chinese Americans I was friends with.  They were shy
too in a way (they'd never asked me out), but Winston
was shyer still, strange I thought for someone so tall
and athletic.  I poured him a glass of juice, and
started making some bacon and eggs for him on the
stove.  When I glanced back, he was peering down
curiously at my backside, reminding me again that I
didn't have any panties on under the towel.

"What's wrong?" I asked, checking the towel to make
sure everything was covered.

"No, nothing," he said, pushing his glasses on.  "It's
just that..."

I turned, and looked him in the eye, but that just
made him stop.

"No, nothing.  Forget it."

He really was terribly shy, but I kind of suspected he
was beginning to fancy me.  Perhaps he'd been thinking
about our skinnydipping yesterday, or maybe he was
just happy that I was cooking for him.  I must admit I
hadn't really thought about him in that way before,
but if it was true, I was flattered.  He did seem like
a nice guy.  If I didn't already have a boyfriend of
my own...

As soon as they were done, I moved the bacon and eggs
to a plate, and served them to him.  I sat down across
watching him eat.  He seemed so self-conscious, and
barely looked at me.

"What time did you guys stay up to last night?" I
asked.

"Oh, I was only out there with them for a bit.  I came
back in, and went to sleep soon after you did."

Maybe I'm overly suspicious, but the way he said this
struck me as a bit strange.  He refused to look me in
the eye, and it even looked like he was blushing.

"Hmm!  I didn't hear you come in," I mused aloud.  He
just shrugged, and continued eating.  Suddenly, a
strange thought came into my head.  Was he the peeping
tom I sensed last night?  While I mulled this over, I
pulled my legs up onto the chair, only slowly
realizing that this would leave my pussy exposed.  He
couldn't see of course, because the table was in the
way, but in spite of myself, I was starting to get
excited.

"Were you walking around outside?" I pressed.

"No," he answered flatly, still not looking me in the
eye.  It was hard to tell if he was lying or not.  He
seemed pretty calm, but maybe he was just good at
hiding his real feelings.  Than again even if he did
see us, there's not much I can do about it now.  It
wouldn't be the first time some guy spied in on me and
my friends while we were naked.  I set my legs back
down, but the knot at the side of my towel was coming
loose.  I went to fix it, but then got another naughty
thought.  Maybe I'll just leave it, and see what
happens.

"So what are the plans for today?" I asked more
cheerily now.

"I don't know.  Those guys are probably going to be
out of it for a while.  They are always so hung-over
the morning after."

I laughed, straightening up in my seat.  The knot
finally gave way, and the towel fell open.  I covered
my pussy with my hand, but realizing he couldn't see
it anyway, I finally lifted my hand back up leaving my
pussy exposed.  I felt so naughty now sitting across
from him naked from the waist down.  My pussy was
tingling like crazy.  Almost as if he could sense what
I was feeling, he asked,

"Do you wanna go swimming again?"

The image of his naked body flashed through my mind,
getting me even more worked up.  I felt this
incredible urge to reach up inside my hoodie, and
touch my bare breasts.  I managed to resist, but I was
seriously starting to lose it.  Spreading my legs, I
reached down, and ran a finger along my pussy lips
confirming that I was soaking wet.  Unfortunately,
before I could answer, we heard noises coming from the
next room.  Gus stumbled in, and by some incredible
stroke of luck didn't notice I was sitting there
bare-assed.  I quickly closed my legs, and tried to
pull down the hem of my hoodie at the back to cover up
my bare behind, but it was way too short.

"Aw jeez, what a night that was!  My head feels like
it's in a vice."  Gus stumbled over to the fridge,
blinking in the bright light.

"I'd better go get dressed," I whispered to Winston,
starting to get up.  I soon realized I probably
shouldn't flash him my pussy, so I crouched back down,
and picked up the towel.  Still, it was just too easy
to resist though.  I stood up, flashing him my bush
for a split second, before I turned, and walked out. 
He followed me out to the big room, so I finally put
my hand down to hide my bare bottom.

"Emi!" he called after me.  I stopped at the door,
peering back over my shoulder to see what he wanted. 
He stared down in loving admiration at my bare behind,
but seemed unable to get the next words out.  Fearing
Gus might come out, and see, I finally said,

"I'd better go," and scurried back off to my bedroom. 
Fujiko was still asleep blissfully unaware of all that
was going on.  What am I doing?  She's the one who
came here to find a boyfriend, not me.  Sliding one
hand up my hoodie, I gently kneaded one breast and
then the other.  Where is Ryosuke when you need him? 
Wetting my finger tip, I gently drew circles around my
hello kitty, then dipped my fingers in.  I swear I
never used to do this kind of thing.  I don't know
what's gotten into me lately.  I lay down on my bed,
searching, probing for release, but even after I came,
I still felt so excited.  I heard Debbie and them
getting up though, so I dashed down to the showers,
and did my best to clean up, and cool off.  Later,
after I'd gotten dressed, I finally answered Winston's
question.

"Maybe we can go swimming again some other time, but
today we'd better just get packed, and do some
sightseeing on our way back."

He continued to watch me on the trip home, but he
never did ask me out.  On the train back, it became
apparent that Fujiko had hit off with Gus and Paul,
and they were making plans to see each other again.  I
was glad for her in a way.  It'll be nice if she can
find a boyfriend of her own.