Where are we?” “Close on half way mate. Do you want to stop for anything yet?” I replied. “No, I’m ok thanks. I’ll leave that to you. You ...know the good spots to stop” he said with a wink. I just shook my head and smiling, thought to myself ‘There is no stopping this boy’. Brett saying this caused my scrotum to suddenly itch and I automatically reached down to give it a little scratch. Brett didn’t miss a thing and said quickly “Hey, keep your hands on the wheel. I’ll do that for you” and he. " What is it, honey?"Very quickly I blurted, "I've got something to tell you that might make you mad but I've got to tell you and please don't be mad okay?"She laughed quietly and said, "What did you do now?"She'd said the same thing when I was in fourth grade and gotten a broken arm on the playground; hopefully she'd react the same way.I avoided the main topic and said, "I kissed a girl this weekend."I blushed and held my breath, my head down, unable to look my mother in the eyes. She remained. Her thigh was also lean with the muscle drawing a slight shadow in the harsh hotel room light. I moved my hand up until I could feel the curve of her ass under my finger but no higher than that. This was the moment to explore her thigh. I had made the decision to give each new bodypart its own lead role in this little play.I let my finger slip from under her dress and walked behind her as she was standing in the entry of the room. Then I put both of my hands on the hem and pulled the dress up.. I realize that a nudist resort is not exactly the place where one might find an "exhibitionist," but it was a way for my wife to be seen nude by other men. Everything she does is done discreetly, but who would care if it weren't? She put her clothes in the locker and a man and woman gave her a walking presentation of the resort. The woman told her the rules and said that since she was very attractive, she may find men approaching her but that rude behavior is not accepted and she should report.