[winston optic beer]

Not long after our first child was born, we employed a builder to do work on our house downstairs. He was an older guy of around sixty and my wife was still in her prime. She probably wouldn't have expected him to come upstairs, but once he did. I guess he would have been going to turn off the hot water in the bathroom or maybe he needed to ask her something.

Just as he came round the corner at the top of the stairs, my wife walked out of our bedroom at the other end of a longish corridor. She was on her way to check the baby in its bedroom. They found themselves walking briskly towards each other. She was surprised to see the old boy, but not as surprised as him because she was stark naked. He sure didn't expect to see a statuesque 37 year-old full-frontal nude woman.

They both stopped dead and stared at each other in shock for a moment. There was no undignified covering of her tits or bush in panic. Neither off them said a word as she turned round to make her retreat back into the bedroom, thus showing him her lovely bare arse. Afterwards, they both acted as if it had never happened.

Later she delighted in telling me about the incident in detail. It seemed to me that she'd enjoyed the experience of being seen naked by the guy. Things that have happened since confirmed that this was probably true. For her, it was both a turn on and a source of much amusement. Me as well.

When things like this happen as they have since, I am never completely sure if it is accidental or contrived by my wife for her own amusement. Perhaps, she just doesn't care. Maybe, she gets a buzz out of walking around naked with a risk of being seen. If so, she hit the jackpot that time.