Last summer my husband and I parked our camper at a park about 30 minutes from home for several weeks. We could take the boat down after work during the week and hang out and then head back home easily and on weekend when we didn’t have other plans we could easily stay without having to pack or make a long drive.
One Saturday we were staying at the park for the night. It was hot out and I had walked into the water and started talking to a guy. He was younger than me and decent looking from what I could see as we were both waist deep in the water. My husband was a few feet away as we talked, he lived near us and was at the park for the day for a family picnic. He was 30 years old and single. My husband came up under the water and pulled my bikini bottoms down and I told him to stop, this was a family place. As if on cue the guy I was talking with says “You do know this is a nude beach, you are not allowed to have bottoms on.” He said is so matter of fact I paused and replied “Are you serious? I had no idea.” He and my husband both started laughing talking about me being blonde. He and my husband got along great and spent most the afternoon talking back at our camper where we could stay in the shade and enjoy a cold beer.