Their kitchen door as well as our kitchen window were divided by only a couple of feet (their drive) and faced each other. At times we used to joke that we used to live with each other. One hot summer I recall working on remodeling my kitchen – something I ‘d do in the nude and before going to work, my friends wife used to come out, fully clothed, through the kitchen door to let their dog out . Many mornings we used to say hi and talk a little through the window before she went to work. She could only see me from the waist up but we both knew I ‘d no clothes on because we’d talked about that and they both understood my wife and I were nudists – besides that, once or twice while http://crazypublic.com was on a ladder I’m sure she should have seen me wearing just a tool belt. I never asked her if she’d seen me or not. If she did she must have been very comfortable with it because she never commented on it. The dilemma she was clothed and I was not apparently was never a problem for either one of us.
It is funny because her husband wanted to try naturism. He asked a variety of questions and my wife and I answered as many as we could but there isn’t any substitute for personal experience. He was ready to go but had not been able to convince his wife to go with him to exactly the same resort my wife and I used to see. He’d seen my wife and I naked on several occasions as we shared with them pictures taken at the resort we frequented. Other times, he saw her when she used to proceed to the kitchen for any reason and they would discuss with one another through the window and I was there on several occasions as a piece of the conversation. Although he was fully clothed during those instances when we were there talking through the window, he reacted quite naturally about the whole experience. I understand my wife also got a complete glimpse of him a few times when he finally began to practice with the thought of naturism and occasionally marched naked around the house. According to my neighbor, his wife also started to experiment with the notion of being bare and often went from the restroom to their bedroom without clothing while the kitchen door was open and may possibly be observed from our house – but we were never privileged to see her. It is not like my wife and I stood there at the window to peep – whatever happened, happened… or not.
After some years, we (my pal and his wife and us) moved to various towns but one day he phoned me to tell me that they’d eventually made it to the resort that we’d recommended and that his wife took to it like a fish to water. We made many plans to visit the resort together or meet there on several occasions but for one reason or another it never happened. After 30 years of naturism my wife is no longer cool with the lifestyle been there, done that attitude really, more concerned regarding sunlight along with the damage it causes she required extensive treatment from a doctor to correct skin damage and now has a strong fear of cancer. Nevertheless, my buddy and I sometimes e-mail or phone each other and stay in touch and he tells me the stories about their experiences at the resort.