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Originally Posted by hotsxysweet
There was a woman I worked with for quite a few years. She was very conservative with how she dressed. Nothing tight, nothing short, not much skin showing at all. She wasn't like super hot but was like just one of those cute kinda innocent nerdy looking girls. I always had the biggest crush on her though. A co-worker of ours was getting married and lived out of town so a bunch of people decided to just stay at the hotel for the weekend. Well during the day I take a walk and decide to check out the pool and to my amazement she was there. So I walked in and decided to chat with her. She eventually got out of the pool and was going back to the room. But I got an amazing view of her in a little bikini.
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My sister never showed any skin. Long sleeves and jeans on the hottest summer day, even over 100 degrees F. We were camping once and my best friend was with us. My sister came out of the tent in a TINY bikini and frolicked in the campground pool. I just now realized that my best friend must have been up to something because he had to use the bathroom at the pool A LOT that weekend. Huh. I never put two and two together until now. (We were all 18/19 that particular camping trip.)
I remembered a few more. They seem pretty dumb to admit to, but like someone said in another post elsewhere, "we are all friends here, right?"
My sister in law was the headlining musician at a very rustic festival a few years back. But the sleeping quarters for the musicians was a huge one-room cabin. She told my wife how she had to get changed out of her pjs in font of about 30 musicians, male and female. Some people even showered in the open and everything. Just hearing that my sister in law changed all of her clothes in front of all those people and more than likely looked over at the open showers made me quite excited. She didn't shower, though, but she admitted that the second morning she didn't bother hiding while she changed like she hid under her covers the first morning. My imagination was running wild, so I needed to take care of it after my wife told me about it, if you catch my drift.
Another year, she got to use the "main house" as the headlining musician, but a group of about 6 people walked in on her topless while she was getting into her performance outfit because she didn't realize that the bedroom she was given to use was actually a walk-through to the other part of the house. The people said hi to her and kept walking through and talking as though she was totally dressed, but she was completely topless. She told my wife that she was so startled that she just stood there topless in her skirt while they walked through and didn't cover a thing. Again, my imagination ran wild and my I needed to use the bathroom right after my wife told me about it.
I remember at my friend's house that my best friend showed me a website he had found of downblouse photos. I had never seen pictures of women's boobs or body of ANY kind at that point in my life (I won't admit how old I was, but I was a few decades old). None. The only boobs I had seen were accidental downblouses of my sister at home, for the most part. So when I was about to leave my friend's house and he said he wanted to show me something, and it was clearly a non-staged downblouse website with all of these photos, I went nuts. I left and jerked off in my car in his driveway and made a huge mess on the driver's side floor mat. I am sure someone probably saw me, but I was in my own world and didn't care. It sounds really dumb now, but at the time it was a huge deal to see a photo of another woman's breasts. It also made me realize the bubble I was living in, so I guess it was sort of sad at the same time. But still. Boobs!
The "children before modesty" thing is how I always felt and that was my excuse when my wife's extended family would see me naked for various reasons when on cabin trips and out of routine and comforts of home, but no one else shared that thought, which is probably why I was the chosen/trusted adult in awkward situations when we were far from home without our routines. It never turned me on and has nothing to do with this thread other than I wanted to acknowledge what someone had said and that I totally get it.