Am I Dreaming?

Michael sent in this almost too-good-to-be-true story about a dream date:

About ten years ago, I met a woman at the library, and after a brief conversation, asked her out to coffee that night. She said yes, and we met later that evening for our first date. We talked non-stop for over three hours, including a short discussion about how we both enjoyed skinny dipping.

At the end of the date, we agreed to a second date that weekend. When she asked me what I was going to do after I went home that night, I told her that I would probably go for a quick swim in the lake by my condo and then go to bed. She smiled and asked “are you going skinny dipping?” I responded “Of course, would you like to join me?” She then said, “I would love to, but I have to be at work early tomorrow. I’ll take a rain check for that swim, however.” We agreed that she would come over that Saturday night for dinner and went our separate ways.

That Saturday morning, as I was driving home from the grocery store, she called me and asked me if I wanted her to bring anything for dinner. Also, she said she “wanted to take me up on that rain check.” I almost drove off the road when she then asked me, “Should I bring a bikini or would you like to go swimming au natural?” I calmly said au natural would be just fine and managed to get home without crashing.

The rest of the afternoon, I wondered if she was serious about going skinny dipping or if she was just playing with me.

When she got to my place that night, we watched the sunset by the lake and then went back to my place for dinner. We had a wonderful time, but I figured that it probably wasn’t going to happen. Oh well, maybe another time.

After we finished dessert, she looked over at me and said, “So, are we going to go for that swim or not?” I grabbed a couple of towels and we walked to a private beach near my house.

When we got there, she started taking off her dress and got down to her bra and panties. I had taken off my shirt and had on my shorts when she said, “What are you waiting for, do you want to get naked or not?” With that, she took off her bra and panties. She smiled at me and said, “Ok. Now its your turn.”

Of course, I dropped my shorts and followed her into the water. As we started swimming, she laughed and said, “I can’t believe we seeing each other naked already. We just met two days ago!” We both laughed and swam around under the moonlight.

After about ten minutes, she asked me to go back toward shore where we could reach the bottom. Once there, we started fooling around some. About fifteen minutes later, a group of teenagers got to the beach to go for a swim. She and I (being in our 30’s) didn’t think we should be skinny dipping with a bunch of teenagers, so we quickly got out, dried off, and got dressed.

After walking back to my place, our dream date got even better (I’ll let you use your imagination).

Thanks, Michael! My imagination is running rampant….



  1. I loved your story!
    You better hold onto her

  2. Love your story. I hope it wasn’t your last date with her.

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