Will Never Know

Many years ago, when living on a golf course in South Florida, I always skinny-dipped in our pool and was often nude on the patio. Before going out to the patio I would check to see if any golfers were nearby. If so, I would wait until they played through. Because of it being three fairways and two ponds across to the houses on the other side, the distance was about 250 yards. As far as those houses and the walls and height of the landscaping on the sides of our yard, I felt comfortable walking and sitting nude around the patio. If I was already sitting on the patio and golfers approached I would cover my lap with a newspaper or whatever was handy. Being golfers, they were always too involved with their games to pay much notice to the houses lining the course, especially if there was no movement to distract them. It was an interesting neighborhood I did not fully appreciate until moving away. There were about 100 houses and no children. After one couple had a baby, they moved out to a bigger house. I felt very comfortable being nude outside on our patio and backyard. Never had any complaints. The nearest I came to being caught nude out there was when a younger woman was walking her dog along the cart path early one evening. My wife and I knew her and her husband due to both of us having dogs. While we lived near the green on hole number six, they lived at the other end near the tee. During this close call, our spouses were out of town on business. I was in our pool and sitting on the submerged shelf, facing the golf course. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the woman and her dogs coming from my left, heading towards her house. I nonchalantly grabbed the yellow foam pool float and positioned it to cover my lower body. I was not sure if the float with the narrow width in front of me would cover my goodies given the angle from which she would be looking. Therefore, I positioned the float with the long length running towards her. She saw me and we started chatting. As we continued to chat, she moved closer to our pool screening, stopping only a few feet from it. As it was a small pool, this put her less than 20 feet away from me. The whole time I wondered if she could see I was nude or thought it odd how I continued to hold the float in front of me. Eventually she left, and I never knew if my skinny-dipping had been discovered. I doubt she saw the good stuff, but maybe she saw a little bit of my bare hip given the way the narrow float was in front of me.