The "Garden of Eden"

The "Garden of Eden"

This story is from a real life adventure for my wife and I.

I married my beautiful wife Carol about 7 years ago and she is an amazing woman. Carol is a mature woman with a yoga teachers' body, a beautiful smile and lovely long brunette hair. She had award winning legs and beautiful size six and a half feet with high arches and amazing toes. In her 20s and 30s she was a professional ballet dancer with the Winnipeg ballet in Canada. One thing I loved about Carol was her adventurous spirit. She loved going to nude beaches in Florida like Cape Canaveral National Seashore and "Playa Linda". I loved seeing her naked on a public beach. Her all-over tan and cute curves always turned heads. I took her every chance I got during the Florida summers to get her to the beaches. Her tits size C and look like a teenager are timeless. Add to this her gorgeous award winning ass. And as a side bar item, who doesn't like a woman who all her life has slept in the nude.

It was early summer, and Carol and I decided to take a trip to Key West for an extended weekend. Friday morning, we set out and drove to Key West from Central Florida. The trip took about 8 hours with several stops along the way down I95 and the iconic "Overseas Highway" called Route 1. It was chamber of commerce weather. On the way there, I was staring at Carols beautiful legs. She enjoyed driving on long trips, and it gave me a chance to ogle at her beautiful body. She wore my favorite light blue summer dress we picked out together from the Lilly store on Park Avenue, Florida.

I love going clothes shopping with Carol. She was such a hot wife. I am always especially excited when she takes me into her dressing room, which she does often. One time we visited the Millenia mall lingerie shopping at Victorias Secret, and she was bold and just took my hand and led me to the dressing room. I did not know they would let you do that. Seeing her naked in a public dressing room always made my cock immediately come to attention. It made my jeans tight. Carol loves teasing me and making me horny and I loved playing grab ass in the dressing room between changes as well.

When we arrived in Key West, we checked into our VRBO rental and unpacked our things. By then it was 7 pm Friday night and we decided to walk down the main drag of Key west which is Duval Street. Well, we sighted a bar that immediately piqued my curiosity "The Garden of Eden", A clothing optional rooftop bar on Duval Street in Key West. Clothing optional, wow I thought to myself, my imagination ran wild, and Carol knew what I was thinking of how I could get her naked. I asked her if it was okay to check it out and to my surpsrise she said sure. Carol and I climbed two flights of stairs to the rooftop bar paying 15 dollars per person cover charge on the way up the stairs. Our footsteps were slow, deliberate--each step bringing us closer to something unknown and very tantalizing, but we were both nervous. As we reached the top of the stairs, a doorman greeted us named Norman. He had a kind smile and asked to see our arm bands. After we showed our arm bands for admission, he motioned us forward with a simple nod. It was very noticeable that he was also checking out my wife's sexy hot legs and who can blame him.

Now in the bar, Carol inhaled deeply, taking in the sights we were both excited and nervous. The Garden of Eden lived up to its name. Scattered throughout the rooftop were men and women in various stages of undress. Some of the folks were very sexy looking others I can't unsee but wish I could. Some lounged on plush seating, celebrating the night. Music was playing a reggae version of "Brown eyed Girl" On the dance floor in front of us there were two women swaying topless. Carol and I were shocked and how much nudity we saw. "Hands above the waist" was the bars rule of thumb. Touching breasts was allowed and that was a shock. There was one gentleman at the bar buck naked and his cock on full display, sipping his drink, unbothered by the gaze of strangers. Carol was taking it all in with curious eyes. Carol had never been shy by nature, but this was all new. We ordered our favorite red wine. We both like Cabernet Sauvignon wines from Napa Valley and Sonoma. The wine was lovely, and we both sipped wine and I gazed into her beautiful light brown eyes. We both smiled from ear to ear. "Let the weekend begin", I said as I reached for her hand.

We were seated at a small table near the edge of the dance floor, and the warm Key West breeze cooled the night. All the tables were positioned in a circle facing the dance floor. White lights were hung all around and potted palms adorned the bar everywhere. The view from the rooftop was breathtaking but I I was more focused on Carols rocking hot body in that short summer dress. Her tanned legs were mesmerizing to be and the thought of that beautiful, shaved womanhood under her dress was driving me wild with desire. I love a woman who shaves her pussy and what man wouldn't. I requested that she wear no panties and the thought of that was driving me insane. She wore my favorite shoes the clear high heels that gave me an unobstructed view of her dancer's feet. One of our favorite flirtations was that sometimes she would remove her panties at dinner and place them in my pocket to drive me crazy. Just knowing underneath her short dress she was completely exposed.

After we had the third glass of wine I leaned in toward Carol, my fingertips grazing Carol's thigh beneath the table. I began playing with the hium of her dress. I was immediately confronted by the bar's bouncers relaying a message "Hands above the waist sir". Didn't he know that this was my wife? I guess rules are rules. I was busted and Carol just laughed and squeezed my hand. Then she whispered in my ear, "You naughty Boy". I kept thinking about the beautiful curves in her body and that gorgeous ass that any man would want to bury his tongue in.

As the night went on, the atmosphere around us became even more intriguing. The music was like "Yacht Rock" playlist. There was the clinking sound of the wine glasses, the occasional laughter. I finally summoned courage to ask something of Carol in a low but commanding voice, "Go to the bathroom my sexy wife," gently kissing her earlobe. "Take everything you're currently wearing off in the bathroom and come back to me completely naked." Carol breathed sharply, her fingers tightening around the stem of her wine glass. She was visible nervous but with the wine and the excitement she did not flinch. Her eyes flickered to me, and she gently smiled, she already knew the answer. This was about being in love and trusting. She knew I was deep in desire. This was the edge of something thrilling and new. I wanted my wife to surrender to my wishes and I found it unbearable exciting. Without another word, my wife stood, smoothing the hem of her short dress before turning on her heel and walking toward the restroom area located by the bar. I watched her enter the bathroom; my heart was pounding. I had no idea what Carol was feeling behind that bathroom door, I was wondering her thoughts as she stripped naked for me and was faced with walking naked to our table while everyone got a glimpse of what I had seen many times. She was so beautiful naked. She had the body of a teenager, and I told her that many times. She would need to walk naked in front of the gaze of strangers.

Minutes passed, and the longer it took the more nervous I got. Then, from the corner of my eye, I saw the bathroom door open. Carol stepped out. My Gawd she was naked and so beautiful. She hesitated only for a moment, her cheeks flushed, her arms at her sides. She was so vulnerable and all eyes in the room were on her at once. I saw every head in the bar turn watching her standing there naked as ithe day she was born. Carol lifted her chin, squared her shoulders, and walked back to our table. Her cute little ass swaying back and forth. She was nicely shaved with a heart shaped patch of brunette hair about her shaved pussy. As she walked nothing was left to the imagination. She was breathtaking. I could hardly breathe as she approached the table. From the bar there were no leering eyes, no whispers. Nudity was allowed here, and everybody was allowed to get naked if they wished at this rooftop bar. Carol slid into her seat; her breathing was rapid. I reached for her hand, threading my fingers through her's, my thumb tracing slowly, circles against her palm. "You're incredible," I murmured, leaning in. As the music played, Carol turned her gaze to me, a playful look in her eye. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice teasing, daring. I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief. "You really think so?" Carol leaned in, pressing her lips close to my ear. "I know so." For a moment, I hesitated--but only a moment. Then, with a slow grin, I stood, unbuttoning my shirt. We had taken our adventurous nature to a whole new level.

Carol's smile was ear to ear. I could feel her boldness growing. Temptation was the name of the game as she leaned close to me, Carols voiced a whisper against my right ear.

"Take me to the dance floor," Carol said. Who am I to say no to a beautiful naked woman wanting to dance with me.

My pulse quickened. He could see the exhilaration in her expression, the way she reveled in this moment. We both felt so vulnerable. Her naked body gainst my bare chest. She was breathtaking, completely naked under the moonlight, surrounded by a crowd of strangers. It felt like we were the only two people in the world. She leaned into me in a soft voice said, "It doesn't bother you that strange men can see my entire body including missy". I answered back, "Im confident in our love together and if they did not look at your beautiful naked body, I would think it strange".

With a firm but gentle touch, I took her hand, guiding her toward the dance floor at the center of the rooftop bar. Carol moved effortlessly, her body swaying to the beat, she was an amazing dancer and knew all the right moved to get me horney.

I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. I could feel the heat of her skin against mine, her breath warm against my neck.

Carol's fingers traced slow patterns along the back of my neck, her lips just inches from my ear. "I have never felt this free," Carol whispered, her voice thick with desire and excitement.

I tightened my grip, my hands exploring the smooth expanse of her back. "You're stunning," I murmured, my lips grazing her temple. "And you're mine." I so wished there was not a rule that my hands had to stay above the waist. Her gorgeous ass begged for me to fondle it.

She shivered, pressing herself even closer, letting the music guide us deeper into our own little world. Around us, others danced--some clothed, some nude--but none of it mattered. This was our moment, our adventure to be savored.

As the song slowed, Carol tilted her head back, looking up at me with a smile. "Let's take this energy somewhere more private," she teased, her fingers lacing through mine.

I exhaled sharply, my desire burning through me. I didn't need to be told twice.

Hand in hand, we slipped away from the dance floor, leaving behind the sounds of music and laughter as we disappeared into the warm Key West night.