[jimmybob69]

Anyone that has read my previous posts about my wife and I know that I am a bit of a nudist (if that is the current PC term) and she is a bit of a prude (to say the least).

We have been married just shy of 37 years as I write this. So that everyone knows where I am coming from, I consider her the most beautiful creature that God has ever placed on this earth and am proud that she chose to spend her life with me.

Over those 37 years she was pregnant 4 times, delivering 4 babies, all of which were over 8 pounds, and breast fed all of them until she couldn't supply enough nutrition to them. She is 5'4" and weighs about 110-120#. The youngest is now 25.

Over the last 15 to 20 years she has been going to the gym religiously, trying to get her pre children shape back and has done a pretty good job except for a pouch of skin on her lower abdomen that has never recovered from being stretched 4 times to accommodate the 4 lives she carried. She has spoken occasionally of getting a tummy tuck, but has never acted on it until recently and that is where the story begins.

Several months ago, she had some kind of a blemish or lesion on her thigh that would not go away. She went to her dermatologist and the doctor sc****d some of it off and sent it off to a lab. The results came back as some type of nonmalignant skin cancer. I think it was a basil cell carcinoma but I am not sure. Anyway, the dermatologist told her it should be removed and my wife called a local plastic surgeon that had put one pf our kids face back together without a scar following an altercation with a stick.

He removed the lesion and did a fine job if I do say so. She was scheduled to go back for a follow up visit and I told her that while she was there she should talk to him about a tummy tuck if she was still interested. She did and came home with a brochure about the services he offered and a written quote, which we determined was reasonable and could be fit into our budget.

I asked her if she would be interested in breast implants at the same time to kind of fill in the lost tissue of nursing 4 kids and she said she was open to the idea so she made another appointment with him so that we could both speak to him about what it would cost and what the surgery would entail.

The day came and we were ushered into an examination room by the nurse. She gave my wife a bathrobe like you might get in a high end hotel (Very plush and very soft. Embroidered with the doctors name, probably so it wouldn't walk) and told her to take off everything except her panties and put the robe on, which she did. We sat there waiting for the doctor, she was on the examination table, I was sitting at the foot of the table directly to her left.

The doctor came in and spoke to us about the tummy tuck and the implants. He showed us some implants and discussed the surgery and how he could do it at the same time if we decided to go ahead and then turned to my wife and told her he would have to examine her to be certain she was a good candidate. He asked her to stand up and slide the robe off her shoulders. She did that and put her hands on her hips.

He pulled out what looked to be a dressmakers type tape measure and took measurements from the center of her chest to each nipple, from some point on her upper chest directly under her chin to each nipple, from one nipple to the other, he lifted each breast and checked under them, he lifted them, looked closely at them, moved them around, all the while my wife, the prude, stood there with her hands on her hips. Between the measuring, writing, pushing, pulling prodding it must have been 3 to 5 minutes.

He then pulled her panties down to just below her kitten and spoke to her about the tummy tuck. He had her bend forward so he could see the pouch of skin that she wanted to get rid of. He felt her abdominal muscles to make sure she had something to work with and then he pulled up her panties and began speaking to both of us about the various options. He didn't tell her to put the robe back on and she didn't make any effort to get the robe back on.

He sat there and explained that he had measuring for symmetry, and that she was a good candidate. She could get away with just the implants if she wanted because her breasts had good structure and didn't need any type of lift or reconstruction.

She sat there in her panties until he told her she could put the robe back on. The one thing I did notice was that her nipples were harder than I had ever seen them before.

The doctor called for a nurse to come in and she came in with a special bra and a bunch of inserts that would simulate what my wife would look like with various size implants and whipped out a binder full of pictures of before and after tummy tucks and breast implant surgery and while my wife tried on the implants, I looked through the binder at picture of topless women and some with their panties down to their kitten for tummy tucks and topless, too, if they had had implants. There was also a section of spread leg women that had had labia reductions.

We went home and decided that she would go ahead with the tummy tuck and see how that changed her body before proceeding to anything else. Turned out that doing both together would not save that much money.

The story is not quite over.

Monday 11/9 she went for her final consultation and to tell him her decision. I asked her how it went and she said that he went over the surgery with her one more time, (Panties down below the kitten) and took his before pictures of her. She won't let me take pictures of her undressed, I can't wait till I take her to her first post op doctors appointment to see what kind of pictures she let him take :-)

I'm also curious as to whether she signed a release to let him show her pictures to prospective candidates and their husbands. After all, she won't even unhook the back of her top on a nude beach, I'm curious as to whether she will be willing to have he pictures displayed in his binder of before and after.

He is a local surgeon, and all the pictures I looked at were local women. In all fairness, the pictures were cut off at the neck.