Memories - Part 5

Nude at Home

When we can Maja and I go nude at home and, when the weather is right, in the garden. Our rear garden is not visible from the road. But some of the neighbours bedroom windows can see over the fences and the garage. The houses at the rear are separated from us by long gardens, but if the neighbours were to walk down to the adjoining fences the could easily see over.

So far we have had no complaints or comments about our nudity, so either our neighbours have not noticed, or they are not offended. I feel sure, from their knowing smiles, that one couple have seen us nude. But nothing has been said and we are not embarrassed by the possibility, so we continue to go nude whenever we can.

Photography

I have always been a keen photographer, so naturally I wanted to take pictures my gorgeous wife naked. At first we were not sure what we could take and what would be acceptable for the film processors (no digital in those days) so we started off tentatively with a few indoor shots, sending them to the processors to see what would come back.

We mostly used slide film and hoped that as there were no actual prints we wouldn’t have problems with them. In fact we never did have any problems and eventually I found a high street photo-booth that was happy to process naturist prints. But we stopped using them when I went to collect a set of our pictures and noticed I wasn't the only one getting nudes developed there.

They had installed new machines that paraded the drying prints down the front window of the shop and I watched as a group of pictures of a youngish woman posed naked and not too tastefully, on a bed descended to the spool at the bottom of the window, nor was I the only one to notice. Our latest set of prints must have been on display as they were drying, I found it amusing and wondered what comments had been made, but Maja wasn't  too happy, so we looked for somewhere else.

Later I located a Photo Lab used by professionals and processing ceased to be a concern. My pictures were all naturist and I always tried to make them look tasteful, so the lab were happy to process them, many of the professionals took nudes as well. The processing was done in the privacy of the dark rooms at the back of their unit on a business park.

I never asked if they handled more intimate pictures, when we took any – more risqué shots, I used monochrome film which I was able to process myself. Later we used colour slides with no problems. But even then they were quite mild by the standards of the top shelves and websites of today and as they depict an act of love between a loving couple I consider them to be quite beautiful and not at all pornographic*. However they are not for public consumption and are not included in this blog.

*I think pornography starts when the people involved have no feelings for each other.

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When we progressed out of doors with the camera we had to find secluded places, clubs were a bit anti-cameras then (some still are) - We were once reported for having a camera on one naturist camp site, not that we were taking pictures on the site. I was putting the camera (still in its case) into the car ready for our trip to the beach.

The most amusing aspect of that incident was the couple that reported us, they were an elderly and bland couple, with nothing to make them stand out or make a photographer want to take their pictures.

Whereas the couple camped on the other side of us were young and attractive and infinitely more photogenic. They had become friends while we were there and were going to the beach with us on that day.

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Accidents

Once when I changed my employer I found I was working in an office close to my best friends house and as I had a hour and a half for lunch, I occasionally called on his wife for a decent cup of coffee, they'd just had a baby so I knew she would be home.

One time I was greeted with “I’m glad you’ve come today, I've to go to town – it will only take half an hour – could you baby-sit?”

Settled with my sandwiches and a coffee, I noticed a box of slides on the coffee table and thinking they were the latest pictures of the baby, I had a look. They were not of the baby but my friend’s wife naked, taken before she became pregnant!

I confessed to them and apologised for looking, but they weren’t too concerned and passed it off as one of those things. I suggested they should join us at a naturist beach, but even though they weren't worried about my seeing the pictures, they didn’t like the idea of social nudity.

Later Paul had the favour returned, he was helping Maja and myself to move house when the bottom of one of the cardboard boxes fell out and my collection of nude pictures, including some of the "specials" was spread across the dining room floor – it took him quite a while to pick them all up, particularly the oral ones.

The knock-on effect of this was that we would share and discuss each others nude photos whenever we had any new ones. I still couldn’t persuade them to go naturist and I did notice that his nudes were only of his wife, while mine were of both of us (although I must admit most of mine were of Maja - she's better looking than me).

Strangely they recognised their inhibitions and asked us to take their daughter to nude beaches, when she was older, so that she wouldn’t grow up with the same problems. Unfortunately fate intervened and it never came about. He was killed later by a drunk driver and his wife moved away, she asked me to dispose of the nude photos of her which I did reluctantly.

to be continued