My name is Lloyd, I went home after a bad day at work parked the car in the drive and went into my house. 'I'm home," I called out.
My wife Pam appeared from the kitchen and kissed me on the cheek. "You're early," she said, "dinner won't be ready for half an hour."
"That's OK, it's been a tough day at the office, I'll have a shower and a drink after, I need to wind down."
I showered, then poured a glass of red wine which I took into the kitchen. Pam was laying the table in the large kitchen. She had been christened Pamela but hated it and would only answer to Pam.
We had been married twenty-three years and she was now forty-four years young, but time had been good to her. She was five foot four with short blonde hair, blue eyes and she was beautiful. Her breasts were large, as were her nipples which contrasted with her slim, almost boyish, figure. Her bum was firm and round and her legs long.
Pam had finished laying the table and went to the oven to examine the contents. She bent over to see inside the oven, and I could see her cunt clearly. Pam was naked.
Two months after we married Pam confessed that since her eighteenth birthday, she had been a naturist. A boyfriend had taken her on a surprise holiday for her eighteenth birthday. The surprise was that their holiday was in a nudist club that he was a member of. Pam was shocked and at first refused to enter the place, but he talked her into it.
Initially she wouldn't take all her clothes off but after a while noticing how relaxed all the other visitors were she stripped off and found she was comfortable about her and others nudity. The rest of the holiday proved to her that she was a natural born nudist.
Pam moved in with her boyfriend where they only dressed while they had company. In the main they were naked all the time and it proved to Pam that she had become a true naturist. That relationship lasted only about one year before Pam found out that he was cheating on her. She moved back to her parent's place until we married.
Pam was very easy with being nude when we returned from our honeymoon in Jamaica. At first her reluctance to dress at any time puzzled me, she went to bed in a nightdress which was quickly removed when we had sex, but she never put it back on after.
In the morning after showering, she took ages to dress herself and, in the evenings, she wore just her nightgown which was flimsy and didn't leave much to the imagination. I put this down to her being a new bride who was happy to be ready for sex at any time.
This, of course suited me and I naturally assumed this would change with time, but then I was happy to be so lucky to be married to such a sexy lady.
After telling me about her nudism I understood her reluctance to dress. We talked about her naturist lifestyle openly. She was unhappy to have to dress at home and I was amazed that people would be nude in their houses all the time.
She explained that nudists are just ordinary folk, and they weren't sex maniacs, they certainly enjoyed sex but only in the privacy of their bedrooms or anywhere in the house if the rest of the family were out.
The conclusion we agreed upon was that if she wanted to, she could be nude for a week to see how both of us felt about things then.
Pam was so happy about our arrangement she cried with joy and flung herself at me and kissed me passionately. We then had sex in the lounge, she removed her clothing in a few seconds and nearly tore my clothes in her haste to remove mine. After we fucked, I showered and dressed, she on the other hand just showered.
I must say that seeing my wife conducting her business in the house naked was a very great pleasure. I watched every move, cooking dinner in the kitchen, hoovering, dusting, washing my clothes all in the nude gave me a different outlook on life. I found returning home after work was very pleasant.
After the week was up, she asked me "how do you feel about me being nude all the time?"
I replied, "seeing you naked is always a pleasure and I must confess that I am getting used to it."
She blushed and said, "how do we proceed in future?"
This was something I had thought about all week and wasn't certain what to do. I asked her, "how have you felt?"
Pam looked me in the eye and said "I've never felt so happy and loved in all my life as I have this week. The only thing that could make me happier is if you could convert to naturism with me."
That reply stunned me, I have no problem being nude. The past week we have enjoyed a very good sex life all over the house where I was also naked. But afterwards whereas I showered and dressed she showered and remained naked.
I said, "I'm not sure, I could give it a go and see what happens."
"Brilliant," she said, "do it for a week, try anyway."
OK." I replied. She sat looking at me.
"What are you looking at?" I asked.
"Come on then, get those clothes off." she demanded.
It was 7pm on Friday when I took all my clothing off and I didn't put any on till I went to work at 7am Monday morning.
We live in a large house in rural Devon with our nearest neighbour about a mile away, we had privacy in spades. Pam worked in the garden and hung the washing out nude. She sunbathed in the garden as often as you can in an English summer and her tan was perfect, she never overexposed herself too much to the sun rays. This was partly for health reasons and partly to prevent her skin from aging.
My first night being a nudist was spent watching TV. I was not totally comfortable being nude sitting in my chair, Pam kept glancing my way to see how I was doing. I opened a can of beer and tried to be as nonchalant as I could but glancing down, I could see my cock laying flaccid against my left thigh, the TV programmes were crap, and I was getting agitated until I felt a hand on my cock.
Pam could see I wasn't too happy and decided to give me a hand then after that a mouth. She played with my cock until I became hard and then placed her mouth over it and using her tongue licked up and down before putting it into her mouth as far as she could before holding my balls in her hand. This was the final straw, I felt myself about to ejaculate and Pams grip on my cock was unrelenting so cum spurted out of my cock deep into her throat.
She swallowed it all, opened her mouth to show me, smiled and went back to her chair. She sat down demurely, crossing her legs and picked up the book she had been reading. I was relaxed by now and the rest of the evening passed uneventfully.
At bedtime we both showered, separately, and after I realised that pyjamas were not allowed got into bed. Pam turned to me giving me a long sexy kiss, her naked body hot against me. "Darling," she said "nudists are like everyone else, we have feelings, we don't have orgies, at least most of us don't but we do make love. I am fully aware that I have tits and three holes that can be fucked but so does every woman, we are no different."
"Get used to being naked and enjoy it, tonight you were very uptight so what I did was to release the tension building up inside you, go to sleep and face tomorrow, you'll soon get so used to being nude and that clothes will make you uncomfortable."
Reluctantly I agreed and settled down to sleep.
Next morning, I woke to find Pam was up, I showered and went downstairs to find her in the kitchen drinking tea. She looked up as I entered, put her cup down and asked what I wanted for breakfast. "Just tea and a slice of toast." I said.
"OK." she replied. As I was having my breakfast she said, "what do you want to do today?" I had no idea what to say, this was my first morning as a nudist and so far, I was comfortable being nude at breakfast with my naked wife but how to carry on left me puzzled.
"The weather forecast is good for today; would you like to have a BBQ?"
"Isn't cooking meat on a barbie naked a bit dangerous?" I asked.
"Not at all," she replied "an apron is allowed, after all we must protect ourselves from all danger even if it's only a matter of hot fat while cooking. We may be naturists, but we are not mad."
"I have been living the nudist lifestyle for the past three years and I enjoy the freedom of being nude. When I dress as I must in public, I never wear knickers or a bra," she said. "So, any idea what you want to do today?" she asked again.
"Let's play it by ear and see what happens," was my answer. She shrugged her shoulders and picked up the breakfast things taking them to the sink to wash.
I sat in my chair watching Pam as she tidied up. I offered to dry but she shook her head, smiling at me. It was nice seeing my beautiful wife as she worked but I felt a little uneasy. I had never before been naked in a room, with a naked woman, without having sex. It seemed so strange. I sat in my chair with my cock hanging limply between my legs.
This is not normal, I thought to myself, but Pam was so relaxed as she came and sat next to me. "You alright?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm nude with you in the kitchen for the first time in my life and I'm finding it a bit strange." I answered.
"Yes, I suppose it must be difficult for you, I, of course think it's natural. Before when we first married, I found wearing clothes at home difficult, so I do understand. Come on let's go outside so you can feel the sun on your body."
She stood up and held her hand out to me, I accepted the hand and allowed her to lead me outside. It was a beautiful day, the sun already warming the air, as my wife took me outside. The sun felt good on me as I looked around. The garden was large with a small wood at the end. Pam had worked hard to maintain the garden which used to be tended by a handyman until Pam insisted, she would do it.
We walked around the garden, hand in hand, inspecting the flowers. It was only when my feet got wet from the grass that my mind realised that I, a twenty-four-old man was nude in my own garden. I looked at Pam, sighed and thought this is not too bad, there may be something in this naturism lark after all.
