My wife Hina, is very shy and conservative by nature. She comes from a Pakistani Muslim Pathan background (as do I) and normally wears full length clothes in public with minimal show of skin. Shorts, skirts, sleeveless tops, cleavage, form fitting clothes all are a big no, despite my encouragement. The only time she opens up and dresses a bit more sexy is wh...
"Hey Doc, I've got a great idea for your 50th birthday." called my wife, Robin. "What's that?" I asked as I walked out to the patio where she was sipping her morning jo. "Why don't you go with your buddy down to one of those Jamaican nudist places he likes to visit? It'll be my treat." she replied with a grin. Robin knows I enjoy being nude around the hous...
The next morning, she went to her classroom again. The classroom had no students in it. She looked up at the clock to noticed that she was fifteen minutes early. She put her briefcase by her desk and sat down. She put her hand through her hair. She realized that she didn't brush her hair that well this morning. She stood up and walked out to go to the facult...
Submitting the photos It was Monday morning before the Carter family knew it. Sunday was one of the best days the family has had. Charlene had this feeling of well being that she hasn't had in a long time. She feels closer to her husband and son than she has in a long time also. She was making breakfast for her husband and humming a happy tune when he came...
The early morning sun breaks through the parted pink drapes of your bedroom and casts warm rays of light across your toned belly. You yawn, stretch, and smile at the warmth of the day. It's going to be a good one. You clamber out of bed and peek at yourself in the mirror. Your fashionable lopsided blond bob is fashionably lopsided and mussed up from the pill...
A story about exhibitionism; Denise was surprised by neighbors while sunning nude. New neighbors moved in across the road from us recently. Denise briefly met them while checking our roadside mailbox, and they were just returning from a jog around the neighborhood. They introduced themselves as Bob & Ellen. They talked about the neighborhood, their new home...
Monica Kelly had just taken off her coat when she noticed the bright yellow sticky note posted on her day calendar on her desk. Another important memo for her to type, she presumed, and paid it little attention as she put her purse away in her desk and switched on her computer. Her boss, Albert, left notes on her desk every morning for various tasks he wan...
Despite my promise to limit this story to two installments, the characters have suggested more. This is the third part of their story. While I hope that this story may be read enjoyably by itself, reading the first two parts first will put this continuation of the story in context. I suppose that I should apologize for this story's length. This story is a wo...
Prologue: I remember when I was in my early teens during the late 1960s I would go nude in our home when no one was there, but that was not very often living in a family of five. Back then we heard about nudist camps and hippies that lived free and sometimes without clothes, I wished I could be like that. When I was twenty and married my ex-wife, I still de...
For the past 36 years Samantha was a mother for her three children, then when the kids were all in school and having gotten her teaching certificate she started working in the school system as an art teacher until all her children were out of college, but her passion was to be a sculptor was left untapped. During the evening meal she was sharing with her hu...