[winston optic beer]

Here is a third time my wife was the only one nude (not counting me) that I wrote for another thread some four years ago.

This is quite a tame story but it amused me at the time so maybe it'll tickle others too. During a family holiday at a favourite Mediterranean resort, my wife and I used to take the odd opportunity to sneak off for quiet time away from the kids to use the sauna in the spa on our own. The big circular sauna was generally used by Germans who were invariably naked so we followed suit. It was well lit by a big glass panel opposite the door. Over the course of one holiday, my wife had struck up a conversation with another Brit, a Scotsman in a food queue. After that, we encountered him a few times and he always made polite conversation with us particularly my wife.

On one occasion, we were alone together in the sauna with me up top where it's hot and my wife below sitting on her towel au naturel. At this point, the sauna was invaded by a group of Brits who didn't do nudity. They were all in swim wear and tried to pretend they hadn't noticed the naked woman sitting right in front of them. Nevertheless, it was obvious they'd all had a good look as they came in.

Amongst the crowd was my wife's Scottish friend. He was totally cool about the situation. He sat down next to my wife and started chatting to her about mundane stuff like how good the food was, how this was a great place to bring the kids, etc. All the time, being a perfect gent by maintaining eye contact or at least not obviously checking her out. In that respect, his friends on the other side had a much better vantage point. From my position up on the top bench, I was quietly laughing to myself at my wife sitting there in the nude casually engaging in typical British small talk with this conservative guy in his shorts.

I don't know if my wife realised that she'd made her new friend's day - probably made his holiday even. Almost certainly, the fact that she was someone he already knew slightly made it so much more of a turn on for him than if it had been some random German woman. I doubt he could believe his good fortune at what he saw when he walked into the sauna. He'd have been 15 or so years older than her. Also I'd love to have known my wife's thoughts about the situation. I wondered if she'd got off on inadvertently giving the Scotsman a cheap thrill but that's not something you ask a lady. As far as I can remember we didn't run across him again during the rest of the holiday. Perhaps he'd seen enough of my wife.