Naked In The CountrysideMy husband suggested that we should take more country walks and I said "Yeah! Whatever!" and my face must have shown my dislike of the idea. But when he added "With you naked of course my darling!" I immediately warmed to the idea. Being naked in public has been one of my fantasies for ages. I am always naked in home and in my immediate local vicinity, but to walk naked with my dressed husband on country walks really did appeal to my exhibitionist nature. The first time we tried it was a learning curve. We drove a few miles until no houses were around. I undressed completely and left my clothes in the boot of the car. A few passing cars sounding their hooters brought a flush to my cheeks and smiles from Richard. He loves people seeing me naked. We set off on a recognised and signposted Country Walk. I was a little apprehensive, but Richard's bravado and keen-ness to get me seen soon rubbed off on me.
The first couple approaching us as we walked were both in their thirties and showed no embarrassment as Richard started a conversation. We all stopped and chatted for several minutes with no mention being made of my nudity - although the man DID persist in looking me straight in the breasts when he spoke to me - something I now accept as normal and quite pleasant. We bid them farewell with both Richard and me delighted at the apparent acceptance of my nudity and eagerly awaiting the next encounter. The next couple returned our greetings but hurried on by us in a state of urgency. Never mind, at least they didn't throw insults
The third encounter proved to be the most difficult. From a long way away we spotted that it was a family with two young children and a dog. I turned anxiously to Richard. He read my mind immediately and I escaped to hide behind a nearby hedge until they passed, although it was a close call as the labrador came sniffing round the hedge, but fortunately a whistle from his master called him away. It was when they had gone that we realised that at weekends families with children would be common, and that in future Richard would keep my dress in his haversack for me to put on when children were approaching. We also found that mid-week walks rarely have families, with solo walkers and couples be the norm. The School holidays disprove this theory, so our walks are somewhat curtailed during these school holidays.
Future mid-week walks have proved excellent and most walkers seem happy enough to stop and chat - some men being very open with their appraisal of my body and their admiration of my 'natural' below the waist appearance. Depilation is abhorrent to me and I love to hear walkers agreeing with me, and it is certainly a good 'ice-breaker' whatever their opinion. I have no qualms about discussing the appearance of my semi-bushy private area and I am quite excited when a discussion takes place about it as all eyes are focussed between my legs - something I admit to inwardly enjoying very much indeed.
Occasionally walkers, mainly men, ask if they can have a photograph taken with me. Something that Richard is happy to take with their own camera. However, he does draw the line at some sexual requests from men, although he happily allows them to touch my breasts - something he admits excites him, as of course it does me too. I am yet to meet a male walker that REALLY turns me on. That might bring about a further tale from me - but I can only hope that I am able to deal with it with aplomb.