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Originally Posted by hoosierdaddy4
My wife often sunbathed nude in our back yard and would swim naked in our pool. The neighbors to our right had 3 sons I won't mention their ages. We had a stockade fence between us if you stood right next to it you could look between the pickets and see a lot of our yard.
One day I found an exposed 35mm cassette in the area between our two houses. It wasn't mine I figured someone had dropped it. Curious I took it to be developed. When I picked the photos up at the lab, there was 36 full color naked photos of my wife. They were taken from the direction of our neighbor's yard. I knew one boy was taking a photography class so I pretty much knew who was the culprits were.
The next day when I saw that they were home, I confronted them and asked if they were guilty. Knowing they were busted and in trouble, they confessed.They begged me not to tell their parents. I told them if they had any more pictures and gave them to me right then that I wouldn't tell their parents. And they had to swear that they wouldn't take any more. If I found out they had I would show their parents the evidence. They pulled out quite a collection of b/w prints that the one had developed in the class darkroom. I got the negatives too. It seems they liked taking photos of my wife.
I told them that I couldn't stop them from peeking through the fence, but there was to be no more photography. As far as I know they never took any more photos, but I'm pretty certain they did a bit of peeking.
I wish I had a neighbor to voyeur when I was their age.
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I probably would not have been so harsh as to demand the prints and negatives. Getting a set of the prints would provide sufficient proof to expose the activity to their parents if images started circulating, and if they did, so what, nude in your own pool behind a privacy fence is hardly abnormal behavior. At least you didn't discourage their viewing pleasure through the cracks in your fence, LOL. No doubt the guys thought that your wife was better for stimulating their "wrist exercises" than the usual airbrushed fare that was found in Playboy.