[George VI]

My wife comes from a big Catholic family that grew up in a small house, and so her family was more casual in their dress around family. And since I eventually became family (this was nearly thirty years ago), I reaped some of the benefits. Not a ton of nudity, but some of my wife’s sisters regularly slept in t-shirts and panties only. My own nuclear family was modest and nobody was seen in underwear. But my cousins’ family regularly ran around their house in underwear, so it wasn’t a completely foreign concept to me.

Even in non-cramped situations, my wife’s sisters sometimes came out in the morning wearing just a t-shirt or short nightie, and panties. Quite a turn-on for me, watching them bobble around braless, their nipples protruding, the sun sometimes shining through to show the form of their breasts, their panties pulled tight over their crotch, on some occasions even a few pubic hairs peeking out. It became “normal”, and even my two brothers-in-law’s wives allowed themselves to be seen by me this way. Some of these women were single, and some were married. Only the oldest woman, who had a bunch of kids and put on a few pounds but was certainly worth looking at, but was extremely modest and conservative and seemed to have self-esteem issues, wore bras under her long nightgowns.

Then there were times when there were many, many of us sleeping in the same room – couches, sleeper sofas, sleeping bags on the floor, sleeping on the hard floor. And I might wake up in the morning to see my busty SIL Linda, who was married into the family, climb out of her sleeping bag wearing a sleeveless shirt, the sides of her big tits exposed through her shirt’s arm holes, her white cotton panties clinging to her butt as she walked away from me, her butt cheeks rising and falling with each step.

There were a few times when I was sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag with my wife, and almost within reach was another woman. But I always kept my hands to myself, and so did they.

I wouldn’t deliberately walk around in my underwear. But there was one time when we decided to spend the night last minute in a crowded apartment, and as I had no other clothes I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom in just my briefs, and two of my SILs made mention of that the next morning. Another time when the house was crowded I was changing in a bedroom when my wife opened the door suddenly to retrieve something my oldest teen niece left in the room. My niece was just outside the door, and got a good long look at me in my briefs. She gave me a little embarrassed smile, but didn’t look away. I didn’t do it on purpose, but I didn’t dive under the sheets either. It was my wife’s fault for leaving the door open.

I was too busy checking out the women and trying not to get caught, to watch for who else was also checking them out. I did catch my youngest brother-in-law watching his older brother’s wife Linda’s ass when she walked down the hall in her panties. But in retrospect I wish I’d paid more attention to who else was checking the women out. As the women got older and the nephews got older I wish I’d paid more attention to see if the nephews were checking out their aunties.

Very little blatant nudity, but some. In another thread I told about my wife and I sharing an attic/loft with my SIL Kay and her husband, and twice up there Kay stripped down when I was just a few feet away – once she took off her shirt and bra and put on her nightgown when my wife and me and Kay's husband were all nearby. Another time she stripped out of her bathing suit when it was just the two of us upstairs, talking to each other, a small inadequate partition the only thing separating us.

Back at my in-law’s house, I once remember walking past the living room late when the lights were low and some people were still getting ready to sleep, and seeing Kay in her bra. But I rarely saw bras, just panties. After all, it was "sleepwear."

A few of the smaller-breasted SILs might wear a scooping nightgown out in the morning and lean over and expose their firm little titties. The larger-breasted ones just showed some braless cleavage, and displayed how firm their tits were even without a bra. This could happen in crowds, or when there were just a few of us around.

Once an older SIL Kathy was taking a shower, and I just happened to be nearby when her little kid opened the bathroom door (often the lock was broken). Kathy was standing there naked, but she slammed the door shut so fast that I couldn’t even see what she looked like naked. A shame, since she was about the only one who I never saw at least partially naked.

And there were a few times when Kay or her younger sister Kim changed in a bedroom having left the door ajar, and I spotted them stripping down to bra and panties. Interestingly I never saw them do this with big crowds outside the rooms, only when I was the only guy lurking nearby.

Once in a big crowd I was preparing some food in the kitchen, and somebody else was working behind me, and Kay needed to squeeze between us. She turned her back to me, and as she scooted by she rubbed her butt cheeks back and forth over mine a couple of times, giggling.

As the women got older this type of behavior generally stopped, although I saw Kay braless in a nightgown last year. Another interesting thing is that when all of these women’s daughters came of age (they are in their twenties now), they never paraded around that way. I even saw nieces wearing bras under their sleeping attire. It was like these girls were specifically told to cover up around others, not like what their moms used to do at that age.

Some of the sisters would double up in the bathroom, or a husband and wife would go in together, and sometimes two sisters would share a bed. But I never saw anything kinky or shocking.

This all happened over a long period of time, many years. But if there was a big crowd at a house and the weather was warm, there was a pretty good chance that I'd get a good ogle at one SIL or another. The downside is that I was almost never alone with any of them, so there were extremely few opportunities to push things further.