In-laws
My girl friend back in the day, Angela, and I often stayed for a few days at her parents house, where her very cute 19 year old sister Tina still lived. When there, we slept in the recreation room which was in the basement. One of the first times I was there, still in the first weeks of the relationship, as we needed to go upstairs to the shower in the morning, we noted that we were quite sweaty, stinky and, ehm, messy due to some intense morning action. In other words, we couldn't get dressed before showering, because that would mess up our clothes.
There were no towels, bathrobes or anything else that would have seemed natural to wrap ourselves in, so I suggested sheets or the duvet. She thought that was a bit too ridiculous and said it was no problem to go naked to the shower because we were the first ones awake. I'm sure you know what lengths you'd go to when young and insecure, to avoid your gf finding you ridiculous, so up the stairs we ran in our birthday suits. As we came up stairs, I saw Angela's mother Monica in the kitchen to the left of me, looking at us with an amused smile. Turning right into the corridor leading to the bathroom, we faced Tina who laughed and said "good morning". So much for being the first ones awake.
Angela had been aware of this of course, and she wore a big smile through it all. She wasn't the least bit embarrassed. I wondered whether Tina and Monica had noticed that we glistened with sweat during the few seconds that they saw us, but why care about that when we just gave both my MIL and SIL a view of my dick, Angela's bush and both our bare asses.
After the much needed shower, it was time to get back to our clothes. Angela scoffed at my question that we should wrap ourselves in towels: "a bit late for such considerations now, isn't it?". I expected another speedy dash on the way back to the basement, but Angela stopped by the staircase to exchange a few words about the plan for the day with her mother, including me in the conversation, so I had to stop too. This was surreal to me, coming from a buttoned up family. While weird at the time, it later gave me a confidence boost the rest of the day. Angela could just as well had that conversation one minute later, when we were dressed, but I'm sure she got a kick out of putting me in that situation. In retrospect, the memory of it is kind of fun and now I get a kick out of it too.
I wouldn't count family sauna sessions as family exposure, but I suppose they technically are. Anyway, Angela's parents had a sauna and it wasn't long before we started using that with her family. The fact that they had a sauna explained why they were so casual about nudity. Wearing anything in a sauna is unthinkable (or at least, it was back then) in Scandinavia, and they had that sauna since they started their family.
(Of course, I changed everyones names. Except Monica's.)
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