Wanting to know more
 

I just can't get it out of my head and keep thinking about the last time my dad was over , catching him looking up my wife's dress and the short but very explicit conversation between us that followed about that shortly afterwards , there are plenty of things I wanted to ask him and still do but didn't get the chance at the time before my wife came back downstairs from tucking our daughter into bed , I'm hoping the next time he comes over which will be soon as he pops in at least once or twice a week we might get a chance to talk a little more if we're left alone for a bit although not really sure how to bring up the topic of my wife and his last visit into the conversation , either work up to it or use the sledgehammer approach !!

Running into Dad
 

When we were first married my wife was 20 and in amazing shape. I told her often it was a shame she ever wore clothes. In our college I insisted she stay nude whenever I was home and my friends enjoyed her too — she had this cute blush— but she learned to never try to cover up. Some photos are in my OCC thread about dating.
At my parents, the full bath was upstairs just outside the bedroom we used. She had this nearly sheer pale dress that clung to every curve and couldn’t wear underwear under it —bras and panties had obvious lines. After a bath one morning she pulled on sheer pantyhose and stepped back out to the bath to finish her makeup. Dad was coming upstairs and they came close to bumping together. She was completely exposed but not bothered, she was used to it! They talked for a few minutes and ended up sharing the bathroom.
It became a running joke of my beautiful wife being seen nude by friends, relatives, neighbors, etc. Some neighborhood kids caught us having sex and watched!!

yes
 

I do it all the time....she even lifts her skirt for me at times.........

I've enjoyed going to the beach with my dad and wife a few times. Her bikini isn't exactly conservative and it's like her being around him in her underwear. I've definitely seen him eying her. Once on the drive home she changed in the back while he sat up front with me. I could tell he was certainly looking in the rear view mirror.