"It's all right, honey, I knew how you felt. I feltthe same way and didn't say anything either; I'm as much to blame aseither of us for what might hav...e been."Brandi pulled back, shaking her head. "No you're not. I would have justshut you out. I was such an asshole. I let myself wallow in self pityand blinded myself to what was right there all the time." You had been through a terrible ordeal," Susan said. "You were stillgoing through it; I understood that. You always downplayed the damage. At about four, Alex my neighbor gets home and comes down to talk. He’s seen me naked on the patio tons of times so it’s no big deal. We chat about work and the usual stuff. Then we talk about my nude sunbathing and he gives me a hard time again about going naked at the nudist beach. I tease him that he ought to try it. He said he was too embarrassed to be nude in front of people. I said it was ridiculous and besides that isn’t the point. The point is that it feels really good to be nude. Emma squealed when she saw me and ran into my arms, jumping to my shoulders. I was a bit embarrassed, but soon took her off for a meal, some conversation and a few ales.She proudly told me she had not drunk any rotgut since I last had seen her, just beer and cider. Her clear complexion and healthful good looks spoke of that achievement. Her hair was clean and her plain dress, modest and becoming. Her posture was straight and she had a bounce in her step."Did you make this?" I asked, touching. I normally got home late and tired to satisfy her bedroom demands or was away on business hotel nights. As summer approached she stopped wearing a bra and started wearing very see through blouses that showed off her gorgeous 38C sized firm tits. I noticed but never commented. Perhaps she was looking for attention from her husband? The outfits became more daring with short skirts and cut off denim hot pants. My wife was purposefully revealing more and more of her female assets.It was financial.