Caught Naked?

[Janethebrain]

Many years ago, long before I got married, I went on a ski trip with a bunch of friends. We rented a cabin that had four bedrooms but only two small bathrooms, with even smaller sinks. In the morning and after we got back from skiing there was basically a parade of people going back and forth between their bedroom and the bathrooms wearing bath towels and carrying shampoo, hairbrushes, shaving kits, whatever they needed in the bathroom because there was just barely enough counter space for whoever was using it at the time.

On the second morning, as I was coming out of the bathroom with my hands full, I started to drop the slippery shampoo bottle and struggled to keep from dropping the rest of my stuff. One of my girl friends Ann, saw me struggling and walked over and asked if I needed some help. I reached out to hand her some of the stuff in my hands and as soon as my arms were away from my body she grabbed the towel and yanked it off.

I was totally surprised by this and dropped everything I had been carrying and screamed at Ann. If I had stayed quiet I could have just run into my room, but the noise of me screaming and my stuff hitting the wood floor got everyone's attention and they all looked over and saw me completely naked. I quickly covered my tits with an arm, and squatted down to gather my stuff.

Everyone started cheering and whistling so I said, "Fuck it."

I stood up and held my arms out to my side. Did a quick twirl to show them my ass (which was my favorite body part at that age) and then did my best theater bow. Then I casually walked into my bedroom.

My casual response to being naked combined with the close living quarters set the tone for the rest of the trip. I think everybody had their towel sn*tched at least once, and I know I got Ann back several times.

By the end of the trip, I would just put a towel on my head and walk back to my bedroom naked after finishing a shower. Oddly, considering the amount of skin being shown, I never hooked up during that trip. I know I could have. One of the guys started making sure he was in the kitchen which was right next to my bedroom so he could get a good look at me when I walked by. I would look him in the eye and smile just to see how much I could make him blush.

Fun times.

[ripstar1]

Jane's post reminded me of a funny incident.

Many years ago six of us went on a ski trip to CO - 4 guys & 2 gals. We knew each other well and had hot tubbed nude more than once. After skiing and dinner the first night we put on our swim suits and robes and headed for the tub.

There was a sign over the closed concession stand that said "No swim suits after 9 pm". Well we took this to mean....and yes we took our suits off and got it. We were well behaved with just some touchy-feelie under water. A little later a couple joins us, but got in with their suits on. Soon they realized that we were all naked.

The guy pointed out that the sign meant that they did not rent swim suits after 9 pm. He said, we don't mind your being nude, but others might, so we put ours back on. I remember the gals staring at us guys intently as we got out and put our suits on.

[stevezr1]

Rather than visiting the local nude beach on the ocean, for a while we just beached our small outboard boat on a little island on the bay side of a peninsula to enjoy the sun in the nude. Seldom would anyone stroll by, so the only real contact with people was the occasional passing boaters. And although the bay can be very busy with boaters, most boats kept their distance from this island because of the shallows & shoals in that area.
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The wife and I enjoyed that little bit of paradise amid the hustle and bustle in the area. And given this bit of isolation, it seemed natural that we would sometimes get a little amorous after finishing off a bottle of wine and a picnic lunch. Somehow the sun, sand and wine can be a potent combination. Many times when there was no one in sight, we would play around right there on the beach, out in the open. Most exhilarating. So public, yet so private.
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This inlet part of the bay is about a mile wide at that point, and the other side is a fairly steep hill rising maybe 200 hundred feet above the bay. The side of the hill is highly developed with luxurious homes overlooking the bay, a few restaurants, and of course marinas and the like on the shoreline.
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One day while driving home in our car from the regular nude beach out on the peninsula, pulled off the highway and we took the scenic route across that high bluff overlooking the bay and inlet. We came across a scenic overlook spot with a few of those coin operated binoculars. Yep, I put in the coins, and had a perfect view of "OUR" beach less than a mile away!!! Although its probably a five mile drive from the area of our island to the top of the hill, it is only about a mile as the crow flies to "our" little beach. We never gave a thought to being seen from the high ground.
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Although we could have been seen from those low quality coin-op binoculars, it was far enough away that details would be blurry at best. But we had to wonder about all those homes located on the high ground with the "million dollar" views..... I'd be willing to bet that many have powerful telescopes on their decks and verandas to watch the sailboats, and whatever else might interesting might appear! One has to wonder how many times we made someone's day a little nicer!
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After that day, we still would get naked out there, and I think the wife maybe tended to flaunt her nudity more knowing she might be putting on a show. She seemed to "strike poses" for no particular reason, but always, always wore sunglasses... LOL! But for sure, the wife wasn't into anything other than that. Only "R" rated shows after that, no more "X" rated, graphic displays of affection!
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[Craze899667]

Originally Posted by Janethebrain

Many years ago, before I got married, I went on a ski trip with a bunch of friends. We rented a cabin that had four bedrooms but only two small bathrooms, with even smaller sinks. In the morning and after we got back from skiing there was basically a parade of people going back and forth between their bedroom and the bathrooms wearing bath towels and carrying shampoo, hairbrushes, shaving kits, whatever they needed in the bathroom because there was just barely enough counter space for whoever was using it at the time.

On the second morning, as I was coming out of the bathroom with my hands full, I started to drop the slippery shampoo bottle and struggled to keep from dropping the rest of my stuff. One of my girl friends Ann, saw me struggling and walked over and asked if I needed some help. I reached out to hand her some of the stuff in my hands and as soon as my arms were away from my body she grabbed the towel and yanked it off.

I was totally surprised by this and dropped everything I had been carrying and screamed at Ann. If I had stayed quiet I could have just run into my room, but the noise of me screaming and my stuff hitting the wood floor got everyone's attention and they all looked over and saw me completely naked. I quickly covered my tits with an arm, and squatted down to gather my stuff.

Everyone started cheering and whistling so I said, "Fuck it."

I stood up and held my arms out to my side. Did a quick twirl to show them my ass (which was my favorite body part at that age) and then did my best theater bow. Then I casually walked into my bedroom.

My casual response to being naked combined with the close living quarters set the tone for the rest of the trip. I think everybody had their towel sn*tched at least once, and I know I got Ann back several times.

By the end of the trip, I would just put a towel on my head and walk back to my bedroom naked after finishing a shower. Oddly, considering the amount of skin being shown, I never hooked up during that trip. I know I could have. One of the guys started making sure he was in the kitchen which was right next to my bedroom so he could get a good look at me when I walked by. I would look him in the eye and smile just to see how much I could make him blush.

Fun times.

excellent strory!! I would love to hear how you got Ann back. Did you sn*tch her towel the same way she had done to you? or was there pantsing/stripping involved as well? did you ever pull back the shower curtain while she was in the shower? how about the other females on the trip? Again, thanks for the story.

[gbdick]

I don't know if this counts but when I was dating my wife, in the 70s, we got caught fucking by a cop. I was 19 and she had just turned 18 a couple of months before. I had a big old Buick with a huge back seat. We thought we were back in the woods, by the bay, at a secure place but we were wrong. We were in the back seat naked and I was fucking her good when a flash light lit us up. It seems a cop was standing outside our open window watching us. I pulled out of her and rolled off of her without cumming and she tried to cover up with her hands. The cop said loudly, "This is the police. Get out of the car now!" She tried to grab her clothes off the floor but he opened the door and said, "Leave your clothes. Get out of there NOW!" We both got out. He grabbed me by the wrist, spun me around and handcuffed me before I knew it. He made us both stand outside the car, naked, and he asked her to reach in and get our IDs. She was shaking as he shined his light all over her. I thought it was odd that he didn't handcuff her but he looked over our drivers licenses and tossed them back in the car. He then started telling us he could arrest us for indecent exposure, throw us naked in the back of his car, and walk us into the police station naked and call our parents. Now we were both pretty scared. He was looking over my girlfriend (now my wife) with the flashlight pretty good. He made her turn around and put her hands on the car and spread her legs. I should mention my wife has a nice set of C cup tits and at the time her measurements were 37 - 25 - 37. She had trimmed her pussy hair real short for wearing a bikini (no one shaved in the 70s) because we lived near the beach and she spent a lot of time in her bikini. He ran his hands all over her feeling her big tits and finally sticking a finger up her wet pussy. She started to protest but he pushed her back on the car and said if she doesn't behave he'll run us in right then. He looked over at me and for some reason my dick was as hard as a rock, I have no idea why. He asked her if she was a prick teaser. He said, "look what you have done to your boyfriend." He said that maybe he would think of letting us go if she would get on her knees and suck me off. (Little did he know that she was nearly a pro at giving blow jobs. She loved it.) She fell to her knees and started sucking my hard dick still wet from her pussy. I felt really weird standing there with my hands cuffed behind me, while my girlfriend sucked my dick, while a cop watched. He called her a little sl*t and other names while she worked on me. He told her she better drink every drop or he would take our clothes and throw our car keys in the bay. I was going nuts. She really can suck a dick. Soon I filled her mouth to overflowing but she managed to swallow and lick up every drop. She's good. I nearly fell over and had to lean on the car to stand. She turned and looked at him and he took the light off of her so she could see and we both noticed that he had a very hard cock in his hand. He looked down at her and said, "If you want out of this mess you're only half done." He asked her if she knew what she needed to do. She looked up at me and gave me a little shrug, turned around and went to work on his dick. He called her more names while she sucked him. He didn't know that she had sucked off a lot of guys and he was probably right about her. She was a sl*t. He lasted all of about a minute in her talented mouth. He came hard and a lot. She swallowed every drop as usual because she always has. He told her to stay on her knees, bent me over the car and unlocked my hands. He told me to keep my hands on the car. He walked around to the drivers side, took out my keys, and flung them in the bushes. (We were parked on the bay. I'm glad he didn't throw them in there) He laughed and drove off. Her talented mouth got us out of a jam. We got dressed and couldn't find the keys. We had to walk about 2 miles to call a friend to pick us up. We found the keys the next morning.

[winston optic beer]

My wife got “caught naked” again a few years after the incident involving the builder. This time, it happened while we were visiting her parents for a weekend at their little first floor flat (in the US that’d be the second floor).

In the morning, a number of her relatives living in the same town called in to see us and we all chatted in her parent’s living room. Once she’d spoken to her relatives for an hour or so, she realised that bathroom was now free and this was a good opportunity for her to shower. When she’d finished in the bathroom, she went to get dressed in the bedroom where our kids had slept because we’d been sleeping on the living room floor. She must have been in a mischievous frame of mind because she’d taken the risk of streaking across the passageway of the small flat wearing nothing but a small towel on her head like a turban.

Once safely in the bedroom, she got distracted by the mess our kids had made and started to tidy up their things. Perhaps she’d been so focussed on trying to avoid being seen naked by one of her relatives that she’d forgotten that the bedroom was level with an outside yard. After pottering about in the bedroom for some time, she noticed that the old man who lived in the flat next door was standing very close to the bedroom window. He was watching her move about the room, bend down to pick up the kids’ stuff, pack their bags, etc. all while she was still in the nude.

When she’d dressed and re-joined us in the living room, she told us about the old man perving on her through the bedroom window. There was no question of complaining because the man was entitled to be in the shared outside area. In fact, it was my wife who was to blame because anyone calling at her Mum and Dad’s front door would have seen her exposing herself. The old man’s only crime was that he’d come up real close for a better view.

[winston optic beer]

Originally Posted by winston optic beer

Is this the sort of thing that you’re after, stevezr1? I can’t say that I find my story particularly erotic either, but it is true, and makes me smile.

Many years ago when our oldest was a baby, my wife and I employed a joiner/builder to do some small jobs around our house. He was an older man, who just recovered from a serious illness, so he worked on his own and didn’t have many jobs booked in. At the time, we were only starting to stamp our personalities on the house, so, every time the builder finished a job, we thought of another one for him to do. As a result, he was with us for some time. He was a nice guy, and we all got to know each other fairly well, although one day he got to know my wife a whole lot better.

Most of his jobs were on the ground floor, so my wife would often stay upstairs and get on with some of her chores in our bedroom while the baby was sleeping in its room. On one occasion fairly early in the morning before my wife had dressed, she needed to go to check the baby. I can’t remember if she said she thought he wasn’t around or if she didn’t think he had any need to come upstairs. In any event, as she walked out of our bedroom at one end of a longish corridor, the builder surprised her by suddenly appearing at the other end where the stairs come up. She later told me that they found themselves striding purposefully towards each other along the corridor – nothing unusual about that, excepting that she was stark bollock naked.

I was curious to know how they both reacted. Did she pretend not to be embarrassed and keep on going to the baby’s room? Did he say good morning and step aside to let her pass? Apparently not because she turned tail and walked back into our bedroom closing the door behind her. The guy must have thought it was his birthday – first a full-frontal view of her walking towards him then the sight of her bare arse as she walked away. She was twenty or more years younger him.

When they spoke later, neither of them mentioned the incident, and they both acted as if it had never happened. However, she did delight in recounting the story to me that evening. We joked about whether we should ask him for a discount from the bill or offer to pay extra to compensate him for the shock. For many years, we’d had banter about men doing work at our house feeling cheated if they didn’t get flashed at by her. As far as I know, the first builder was the only one that did.

A curious postscript to that story. Recently, my wife and I were chatting with friends and the subject of being caught naked cropped up in the conversation. I told to my wife to tell them the story about her meeting with the builder. She claimed to have no recollection of the incident. Strange, as she used to dine out on stories like that. I forgot to ask her later if she was just being circumspect because she has become worried about her reputation in middle age and people thinking she's an exhibitionist.

That reminds me there's another story I never got round to adding. Three or four years later when our kids were still young we took them to a self contained resort in Greece owed by a well-known company specialising in holidays for British families. Not the kind of place for nudity. It was just before the UK school holidays so the resort was about half full - plenty of people around but not every room was occupied. Although the resturaunts and pools etc. were fairly busy, it was quiet in the area where we had our accomodation which was a two storey chalet or villa.

I guess this must have lulled my wife into a false sense of security. In any case, she's used to having privacy at home. In those days, she stayed naked as she sorted out the kids before dressing herself. One morning when I was in bathroom, she needed one of the towels she'd left drying over the far part of a low metal safety railing that surrounded our unusually large raised patio.

Although, the patio was overlooked by blocks of apartments, most of them showed little sign of occupation. Used to privacy at home and distracted by the kids, she recklessly strode out completely naked onto the patio to collect a towel from the other side.

After a few steps, she realised our villa was semi-detached and there was an adjacent patio the other side of the safety rail. The front doors were on opposite sides so she'd thought our building was detached. Worse still there was a man standing there taking in the morning air. It was obvious he'd clocked her as soon as she stepped through the patio doors.

Cool as anything, she decided not to draw any more attention to herself and kept on walking the full length of the patio avoiding eye contact. I'd have been even more impressed if she'd said good morning, but I guess she felt he was already having a good one so that was unnecessary.

Once she reached the far side of the patio, she casually picked up a towel and wrapped it round herself. As she made the return journey, she continued to avoid eye contact and pretended she was unaware of his presence.

When she told me what had happened, I wondered what on earth the man must have thought. It's not the kind of behaviour you expect from a 42 year old middle class British Mum at a family resort. Did he count himself fortunate that an exceptionally generous woman had bestowed her spectacular nakedness upon him or did he think she was some kind of attention seeking wierdo? Did he think that I was not meeting her physical needs?

When we were eating in resturaunts, I could just image a man on one of the tables pointing out the mad naked woman to his family and braced myself for a barrage of abuse from his outraged wife. Fortunately, that never happened.

[winston optic beer]

I remembered another couple of stories about my wife being caught naked. I put one in other thread on meeting someone you know in the sauna.

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/show...6&postcount=18

The other one could start a new category of answering the door naked but I think it fits here fine. It happened on Mediterranean cruise holiday when our kids were quite young. We'd been allocated a nice young man to come to our cabin every day to check if we needed anything. My wife took quite a shine to him because he was so sweet and attentive. When he came knocking one day, my wife was in the bathroom and the kids and I were reading or playing in the main sleeping/living area. As is usual in cabins as well as hotel rooms the bathroom door was near the cabin door.

My wife was irritated that none of us heard the knock and came out of the bathroom completely naked. She could have wrapped herself in a towel but I think she was trying to prove the point to us that we should have been paying attention. My wife opened the door a little to tell him we didn't need anything. However, he was on a mission with some documentation that required our input and tried to squeeze through the gap. In response, she pulled door closer towards her to cover her nakedness. He took that as an invitation to come in. As she said later to me, he just kept on coming.

When I got there, my wife had given up trying to hide behind the door and was standing there naked facing the young man in his smart uniform just inside the doorway. In the reverse of the situation with the builder in the earlier story this guy was twenty or so years younger than her. Of course, she was also at risk of exposing herself to other passengers walking down the corridor. The man either just hadn't noticed that my wife was naked or thought that it wasn't of any consequence. What a professional! Perhaps, lots of his female customers were careless about nudity when he called and he thought my wife was the same. She grimaced as they concluded their business and closed the door firmly behind him when he left. Her words to me at that point were something along the lines of "fucking hell!" Her attempt to tease me had backfired and she had become an ENF. That'll teach her to be more careful how she makes her points in future.

[Couplein2MFM]

This happened to us several years back. In the early 2000's we lived outside a major metropolitan area in a country area. The houses in the area were average three bedroom one bath 1200 square foot single family residences but the lots all ranged from three to five acres. Our house sat up on a small hill and our back yard had a tree line that ran across the entire yard with a clearing that was surrounded by trees on all four sides in back of that. We kept the area mowed and had our camper parked back in the area. From our yard in the back you could not see any other houses, yards or people.

My wife enjoyed being back there and without a pool she would lay back near the camper in the summer. She could play the radio and had the bathroom and cold drinks from the camper when needed. The second year we were there she began to lay back there naked to avoid tan lines. This had become a fairly regular thing for her to go back, turn on the radio and lay out reading or having a few cold drinks. We never heard or saw anyone from back there.

We made friends with our next door neighbors who were also very good friends with the two single men who shared the house next to them. During one visit to their house for a cookout (long before our comfort with being naked in public or our entry into the lifestyle) we had all decided to use the above ground pool they had just installed for the season. One of the single guys blurts out that he had hoped my wife would get in the pool naked just like she laid out. My wife was mad saying that I had told them about it but they finally convinced her that they had a bird's eye view and had sat and watched her many times. They had the only second story addition in the subdivision and took us upstairs to show us. Although you couldn't really see their house from our old backyard they infact did have a bird's eye full view of the area where she layout. We also found out that one of the guys had a very expensive camera and telephoto lens and that they would gather when they heard her music on and had loads of pictures which they showed us some. Full body views and some very detailed closeups of her private areas.

My wife was incredibly embarrassed and never laid out in the yard again while we lived there. She said she could not understand why they took pictures and did not tell her she could be seen. I still tease her about having pictures out there that could someday be scanned and loaded up online and she says no she is sure they just had them to show her and destroyed them afterward.

[varv]

and me unfortunately, it is necessary most to think out any options to blink or be noticed. My husband not really loves such options. of course he not absolutely against, but treats it half-heartedly.