I work in insurance, health and life. I have had my own firm since the early nineties. I have a client, life insurance, he owns a company and he had me broker for him the health insurance for the employees. After twenty years of knowing him he invited me to spend the weekend at his lake house. It was just the two of us, we fished and relaxed, watched a movie, he cooked.

It became an annual thing, go up to his lake house for a long weekend, relax, listen to music, watch some action movies, cook, fish and just let the worries go by. Every year until last year. Last year he asked me if I wanted to go with him to this resort in Mexico. I said sure.

This place was on the beach, a small place. Men only. Men only. All older men like us except for the staff. We went to our rooms. Naked men in the pool. Naked men at the bar. Naked men kissing at the bar. Naked men kissing in the pool. We went to our rooms, I didn't know what to do. He came and knocked on my door. He was totally naked. He expected me to get naked with him. We went down, he was naked and I was in shorts and shirt.

At the pool I saw a man sucking off another man. Men with their arms around each other at the bar, kissing, a guy sitting on a stool holding another mans junk. He said hi to a couple of the guys and introduced me, telling them it was my first time. One of the naked guys put his arm around my shoulder and told me that I would get used to it pretty quickly, being a nudist didn't happen just like that.

We went to the bar and ordered a couple of beers. He put his arm around me and we walked over to a table by the pool. He kept putting his arm around my shoulder telling me I needed to relax.

We had dinner, except for me and the staff everyone was naked, maybe wearing shoes, but naked. The music got loud and men danced and he asked me to dance. To let my hair down, to get into the rhythm, this was a place for men like us. He grabbed my crotch and said I had to decide. He wanted a kiss, a full on kiss on the mouth. He kissed me. I danced with him. He told me that was my night. After dinner and dancing and watching the hugs and kisses and penis holding, a guy here and there sucking off his friend by the pool we went to our cabanas.

He told me that it was customary to be friends, friends don't sleep alone. Grabbing me by the crotch he pushed me into the room and sat me down and told me to get a mouth full. He shamed me into getting my pants off and he sucked me so hard it hurt. I had been married early on and my then wife never sucked me. He kissed me and sucked me and got me to suck him and friends were friends and we spent the night. The next day he got me to out naked to the pool with him. It wasn't the easiest thing to do. He held my manhood in his hand and told me to hold his. Show the boys I was getting comfortable. A long kiss by the pool.

We were there for three nights and by the time we left I had spent two days naked with a bunch of other men, from all walks of life, some Brits and Germans and most Americans. It is a private club where you get naked and meet men or bring your friend and you hang out. Back home after the mini holiday I found out that life was different. I guess I was the girl in the relationship and he got on me and taught me to like it. I like sucking him, and I like kissing and I like being of service. Getting used to being the girl has been harder. But someone has to be the girl, I guess that is me.

I'm still hoping I am bisexual and not gay. I am thinking of my ex wife and why we drifted apart. It wasn't her, it was me.