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Late this past week, I must have eaten some bad seafood because I got as sick as I could remember. We had planned to go to the wedding of the granddaughter of some good friends about 4 hours from our home. My wife understood how bad I felt but asked if I would be ok if she went. I was fine, but suggested she get someone to ride with her but she didn't.

We were active nudists in the late 1970's and early 1980's, and my wife looked great to me and used to get some attention as I have written about in this thread. After we stopped, we kept several couples as friends that we knew as nudists. After decades, sometimes you forget where you first met some of these folks.

At the reception after the wedding, my wife spent time with our friends, the grandparents, and while they were talking, their son, now in his early 40's came over and was reintroduced to my wife. She could not believe it was the same boy she saw grew up decades ago. He was now married with grown children of his own, but it was not his daughter that got married Saturday. Later in the evening, he asked if he could visit with my wife after the event. She was staying at the hotel the wedding party had arranged so she agreed, eager to learn more about him and his family.

He asked if he could see her in her hotel room and she agreed, after all, she is well over 60 and he was the son of a good friend. Once there he was clearly nervous but eventually asked my wife if she remembered showering with him. She did not at first, but then she remembered at one of the Florida nudist clubs, she and his mother were joking about how often he was going to the showers---often 5 or 6 times a day. He had been told if he got a "reaction" to being around nude ladies, he was to go take care of it himself in privacy---and thus he often used the shower when it was not being used. Young men---too young to date but getting mature, if you know what I mean----were told this at nudist clubs. Once these young men discover women, the "reaction" often pops up.

The man reminded my wife that she had walked in on him while he was showering in the communal shower at the club. It was not the shower at the pool, but over near the rooms for rent that this club offered, and thus a bit more private in the middle of the day. He was clearly erect and taking care of his own needs---and embarrassed to be seen with a full blown erection. My wife said for a boy, he was endowed even if it was covered with white soap and lots of lather. She asked if he wanted her to leave and he said no, and shyly asked if he could look at her while he finished. Remember, my wife at the time was maybe 30, dark haired and shapely, and she said it was ok.

She now remembers facing him with the shower running and warm water sliding over her body. He was staring and she posed several ways, including squatting down and spreading her legs, pulling open her wet pink pussy lips. After all, he had seen her nude often and had seen everything she had. The boy's eyes were large as he stared, and she got turned on and started fingering herself. He reached over and touched a breast, feeling it gently and rubbing her nipple, and then she turned with her back to him and bent over. She felt his fingers on her ass, and then feeling around between her legs. She took his hand and slid his fingers into her pussy. It was not long after that she felt lots of hot sperm on her wet bottom and on the backs of her thighs. She turned and his cock was still dripping cum.

It all came back to her while talking to him, and their memories were about the same. He asked if she let him put his dick in her pussy and she said definitely not. He said it was probably that he wished it so much that it felt real in the memory. Then he asked her, nervously, if she would shower with him again.

She was a bit nervous, since she is now a LOT older and somewhat heavier, but he said that did not matter. He just wanted to relive his favorite memory growing up, and had given up hope of ever seeing her again until last he saw her at the wedding. Both undressed and my wife started the shower. They soaped each other up and she said his cock was still very impressive. She ended up on the side of the shower/tub combination with her legs spread wide and his face buried deep in her pussy, water from the shower still hitting her head and shoulders. He then had her turn over and he tongued her asshole over and over again. She had told him that intercourse was not an option but she enjoyed anal. Soon he was rubbing soap up her rectum, cleaning her out with his fingers, washing them in the flow of water in the tub, then cleaning her out more. She was moaning so he began slowly sliding his cock up her ass. He fucked her to several loud (wonder if anyone in the wedding party heard her screaming "he's fucking my ass!!!!") orgasms then pulled out, rolled her over so she was sitting on the side of the tub again, washed off his cock carefully, then told her to lick his balls. She did so gladly, then sucked his cock, then licked his ass. He then had her fall back into the tub, spread herself as far apart as she could---obscenely wide---and he jacked off, staring like he had as a very young man many, many years ago. He came all over her hairy triangle, into her spread pinkness and it dripped onto her thighs.

He left for his room and my wife slept very well but he now knows where we live and my wife thinks he might come visit us soon. Its ok with me. I loved hearing about both the time decades ago and this last weekend. Hell, I hope he brings friends.