I Have Seen Men Look At My Wife Topless
While it has happened many times over the years, the first time has always been one of my fondest.
We were dating and the topic of marriage hadn't really come up yet. On a spur of the moment, we decided to go camping one Friday after work. We quickly loaded our camping gear, put some food items in a cooler and stopped at the grocery store for other items on our way out of town. We managed to get to the spot by a river where we liked to camp and had our tent set up before the sun fully set.
With everything set up, we started a small fire. The temprature was still in the mid 80's F, but having a fire is a camping tradition. I hung my shirt over the back of a chair and pulled two cold beers from the cooler. I held one out as an offer, and with a smile said it would taste much better if she wasn't wearing a top. She quickly removed it and accepted the beer, thanking me.
In the morning we washed in the river. Realizing that we had the whole day, we decided to go for a hike.
With shorts and shoes on, I grabbed a small pack and put bottles of water in it. Jill had not put on a top yet, and I asked if she was ready to go. She looked at me funny, then at her breasts and said "sure, why not" and picked up her camera before she started to walk. I grabbed our shirts and put them in the bag as a just in case.
We had been walking through grass fields and some timber for about 2 hours when she asked if I was going to have a problem if she was topless if we met other hikers and expect her to hide. I told her it was up to her and hiding or covering was completely her choice.
Not long after our discussion, we came out of a timber area and were on a trail that was popular with hikers. I let Jill choose the direction, and we headed along the trail.
As we rounded a bend in the trail we could hear people talking and the voices sounded male. I looked at Jill and she smiled and sid "I don't care if you don't." I put my hand on her bare back and told her I was fine if she was.
About 30 seconds later we saw a group of three guys walking toward us. They stopped their conversation when they saw a topless girl walking toward them, and were smiling as we passed. Jill commented that it was a great day to be outside, and they agreed. One of the guys held out his hand to shake mine as he passed and said "lucky guy."
Once we had made our way back to our camp site, I started preparing our late lunch/early dinner.
The topic of the guys seeing Jill on the trail had not come up, until we were sitting and eating. We talked about some of the photos we had taken and that we hoped they all turned out (This is back in the film days, before digital was available.)
Jill asked if I would have minded if the guys took pictures of her, and I told her I would have objected if she agreed. But I didn't think they needed to do so without her permission. She thought about it and then looked at me and said "I pose with others and you can take the picture." I shared that having pictures of her were my favorite and she could pose whith whomever she wanted.
As the sun was setting, we decided to take a dip in the river. We removed our clothes and waded in. The water was cold, but if felt nice at the same time. Jill sat on a rock below the water level, with the water line at her navel.
I saw her look up and turned to see a couple of guys slowly floating down the river while fishing the shore line. With not a care in the world, Jill waved and asked if they were having any luck. One of the guys chuckled and said they had caught a few fish, but they were pretty lucky now, referring to seeing her breasts. The other guy asked if she was a Mermaid. She joked that she might be, then raised one of her feet above the water.
When they were past, we got out of the water. I commented that the one guy was hoping she would stand up to show she wasn't a Mermaid. Acknowlodging that she was aware, she told me she felt just raising a foot out of the water was enough. While drying off, Jill asked if I would have been upset if she had stood up. She was asking because it wasn't something we had talked about before. I put my arms around her back and pulled her close to kiss, then told her that like her boobs, her body was hers and only she could decide who, when and how much anyone saw.
Since that day, my beautiful wife of 32 years has never been concerned with hiding.
We were dating and the topic of marriage hadn't really come up yet. On a spur of the moment, we decided to go camping one Friday after work. We quickly loaded our camping gear, put some food items in a cooler and stopped at the grocery store for other items on our way out of town. We managed to get to the spot by a river where we liked to camp and had our tent set up before the sun fully set.
With everything set up, we started a small fire. The temprature was still in the mid 80's F, but having a fire is a camping tradition. I hung my shirt over the back of a chair and pulled two cold beers from the cooler. I held one out as an offer, and with a smile said it would taste much better if she wasn't wearing a top. She quickly removed it and accepted the beer, thanking me.
In the morning we washed in the river. Realizing that we had the whole day, we decided to go for a hike.
With shorts and shoes on, I grabbed a small pack and put bottles of water in it. Jill had not put on a top yet, and I asked if she was ready to go. She looked at me funny, then at her breasts and said "sure, why not" and picked up her camera before she started to walk. I grabbed our shirts and put them in the bag as a just in case.
We had been walking through grass fields and some timber for about 2 hours when she asked if I was going to have a problem if she was topless if we met other hikers and expect her to hide. I told her it was up to her and hiding or covering was completely her choice.
Not long after our discussion, we came out of a timber area and were on a trail that was popular with hikers. I let Jill choose the direction, and we headed along the trail.
As we rounded a bend in the trail we could hear people talking and the voices sounded male. I looked at Jill and she smiled and sid "I don't care if you don't." I put my hand on her bare back and told her I was fine if she was.
About 30 seconds later we saw a group of three guys walking toward us. They stopped their conversation when they saw a topless girl walking toward them, and were smiling as we passed. Jill commented that it was a great day to be outside, and they agreed. One of the guys held out his hand to shake mine as he passed and said "lucky guy."
Once we had made our way back to our camp site, I started preparing our late lunch/early dinner.
The topic of the guys seeing Jill on the trail had not come up, until we were sitting and eating. We talked about some of the photos we had taken and that we hoped they all turned out (This is back in the film days, before digital was available.)
Jill asked if I would have minded if the guys took pictures of her, and I told her I would have objected if she agreed. But I didn't think they needed to do so without her permission. She thought about it and then looked at me and said "I pose with others and you can take the picture." I shared that having pictures of her were my favorite and she could pose whith whomever she wanted.
As the sun was setting, we decided to take a dip in the river. We removed our clothes and waded in. The water was cold, but if felt nice at the same time. Jill sat on a rock below the water level, with the water line at her navel.
I saw her look up and turned to see a couple of guys slowly floating down the river while fishing the shore line. With not a care in the world, Jill waved and asked if they were having any luck. One of the guys chuckled and said they had caught a few fish, but they were pretty lucky now, referring to seeing her breasts. The other guy asked if she was a Mermaid. She joked that she might be, then raised one of her feet above the water.
When they were past, we got out of the water. I commented that the one guy was hoping she would stand up to show she wasn't a Mermaid. Acknowlodging that she was aware, she told me she felt just raising a foot out of the water was enough. While drying off, Jill asked if I would have been upset if she had stood up. She was asking because it wasn't something we had talked about before. I put my arms around her back and pulled her close to kiss, then told her that like her boobs, her body was hers and only she could decide who, when and how much anyone saw.
Since that day, my beautiful wife of 32 years has never been concerned with hiding.
61-69, M
