Mountain Retreat
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to know a bit more about me and my friends and what we've been doing, please drop by my home page at:
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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 skinny-dipping 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 skinny-dip 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 skinny-dipping 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 skinny-dipping 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 skinny-dipping 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 skinny-dipping with boys, but I'd seen Winston in his speedo often enough I could kind of guess what his equipment 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 naked 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 - skinny-dipping, 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 skinny-dipping 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.  Then 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.

Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/