My uncle came home from WWII with a German war bride, Aunt Gerta. She was a great lady, tough as nails, very tall and imposing physically, to watch her chop firewood was impressive. I was 13 when my mom and dad went on a trip, they sent my little brother and I to stay with Aunt Gerta for a week, my parents thought very highly of her. My uncle was a merchant marine, he was rarely at home, so it was just the three of us.
They didn't have a farm, but they did board a few horses in a stable, we were promised a chance to get to ride. Aunt Gerta had us up at the crack of dawn, cleaning the stable, feeding and tending to the horses, at 13 I was aware that my aunt had big boobs and never wore a bra, so I didn't mind helping her.
The first day, after working all morning he were hot and sweating, Aunt Gerta told use could go take a dip in the pond to cool off, she saw the hesitation and said "at home we didn't wear swim suits, you can go nude or whatever you like". She said she had to give the horses their medicine and she be there in a few minutes. So my brother and I stripped down to our boxers and jumped in. In a few minutes here come our aunt, she takes off her jeans jumps in in her granny panties and a t-shirt. Seeing her nipples in that t-shirt gave me the boner of my life. Aunt Gerta didn't close a door when changing clothes, so I saw her bush and boobs several times that week.
Our parents and sisters were very modest, so this was culture shock, but we thought it was very cool. Aunt Gerta never told us not to say anything, but my brother and I decided that if my parents knew, we might not get to come back. We found out later that they knew about German culture regarding nudity and didn't care.
We liked going there so much that when our baseball season was over we went back. Aunt Gerta lived well into her 90's, dying in 2004.
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