Growing up I spent a lot of time nude I have been sleeping nude since I was a teenager. My family members were not nudists but I sure was. During my first marriage, I spent a lot less time nude than I would have liked but after my divorce I spent a lot more time naked or nearly naked. It was not uncommon for guests and partygoers that dropped by to find me undressed and many even enjoyed shedding their clothes and joining me.
After a couple years, I meet my new wife. My wife Carly and I had only been for a few months when I started staying undressed longer after sex or when I got up in the morning. Soon she started to sleep nude and spent more and more time nude as well. As the years went by, we found that as soon as we got home from anywhere we would shed our clothes. I was wonderful having a nudist wife to share my nudist life with.
As nudists, it's not always easy to let others know, especially family members. Carly and I had spent a lot of time nude together, but as a couple we had not been nude around others yet. Carly and her sister, Maggie, have always been close (I was shocked when I found out how much they had talked about). Maggie and her husband, Greg, spent a lot of time with us and the four of us got along very well. We often would go out to the movies or miniature golf or even just for dinner, but we never really hung out at home together.
One day during a phone conversation, I heard my wife tell her sister that she should call before she came over so that we could make sure we were dressed. That of course sparked questions from her sister about us being undressed. My wife explained that we do not tend to wear much, if any, clothes when we are home. Her sister confessed that her and her husband also spent a lot of time undressed and that they too were home nudists. They chatted about they joys of being clothing free for a bit and I didn't think too much about again.
About a month later Greg and Maggie had to move about an hour away because he had gotten a new job. The sisters where disappointed at the distance that they would be apart but we promised that we would get together for weekends, etc. Well it was another month before the sisters could schedule our first weekend together. We would head up to their new place on Friday night for the weekend.
Friday night we arrived at our destination. Maggie gave us the tour of the new apartment while Greg fired up the grill. We sat around the table enjoying dinner and catching up with our hosts. After dinner, Greg pulled out the cards and we started out playing Spades. After a couple games my sister-in-law suggested that we play poker, my wife asked, "Strip poker?" and after everyone looked around for a moment, "sure," "sounds fun," and "why not" answered her. Well, since the object (as far as I was concerned) was to get naked, I suggested that we play as follows: Guy vs Girls, highest hand wins for the team and each hand is worth an article of clothing (per team member). We counted up how many articles each member had and the Girls had five each (pair of socks was one article) and the guys had four each.
We played five-card draw and I dealt the first hand. Greg won that hand and without hesitation the girls removed their socks. My wife dealt next and she won the hand. Now we all had naked toes, and the excitement was growing. The guys won the next two hands, first the girls removed their jeans, and then they surprised (and disappointed) us by removing their bras. They sat there and did it with out removing their shirts. We lost the next hand and had to remove our shirts.
The girls still had two articles, shirts and panties, and the guys still had jeans and underwear. My wife dealt and I won the hand with a full house. The girls talked about their next move and then without getting up, they removed their panties under the table. They were still quite covered by their shirts (to our disappointment) but they were down to one article. We lost the next hand and stood to remove our jeans letting the girls watch. It was obvious by the bulges in our underwear that we were both excited. My sister-in-law dealt and was a little disappointed at losing another had. Greg and I waited and waited and finally told the girls that the lost the hand it was their turn to remove an article. Eventually and with much prodding, they lifted off their shirts simultaneously.