It has been weeks since my last post here at Naturist Lens. We have spent so much of the time since then with visits and activities with our children and grandchildren. We are now home and my wife is back at work at the nursing home.
Today, our neighbour from two doors down wanted my help with her desktop computer that was upstairs in her house. As always, I said I would be there in a short while to take care of the problem. I have been their free IT person for years, so this was nothing new. Since I was leaving home, I put on a pair of shorts to walk to her and her husband’s place. She led the way to the computer room while explaining the problems she was having. Once up the stairs and going to the computer, she held out a towel for me to put on the chair. I always use a towel when I sit while nude. At that point, I still had on my shorts as I had no thought of doing otherwise.
Knowing that I always worked nude on the computer when I was at home, she encouraged me to get comfortable while I worked at trying to solve the problem, the issue was with the connection to the printer. This caught me totally by surprise. It was one thing for her to see me nude in my home or within my yard, but this was her home. Was it about respect for my being a naturist, or was it something else?
I risked taking her up on her offer since she had seen me nude multiple times. She watched closely while I worked to see what I did in hopes she could do the same in the future and she kept up a constant chatter. When the problem was fixed, she delayed by asking a few extra questions about her lost images which I then found for her. Then, she asked me to have tea with her down in her living room. She carried the towel down the stairs and put it on the sofa for me to sit on while she made tea. It felt very strange to be nude in her home.