"There's a guy over there... and he's naked!" she whispered to me. I heard something in her voice, so I peered over the embankment, as I am a bit tall...r than she.Sure enough, there was a man standing there, with not a stitch of clothing on. He was thin, almost scrawny. I could not see below mid-chest, so I was at a loss to explain why she had stopped so suddenly."This campground is clothing optional," I said."Shh! He's huge!" she said in an awed whisper.I placed a hand on each of her hips,. Morning we went out for shopping her dresses i have selected her small size t-shirt that shirt is so tight…..After wearing bra she cant wear that t-shirt because she removed her bra n she wear that t-shirt in the shopping mall itself her nipples r poking out but she is uncomfort with that i insisted her like that all r watching her in 36 size boobs with lust to eat her i enjoyed after arrives dinner while about to go for hand wash she saw my hard on under my boxer then she gave me a naughty. ..........."Are these empty?" a young barmaid snaps us from our world. I look up and see her eyes look towards where my hand is, up your dress and hand between your legs.I smile and she blushes.You smile at her as well.My hand strokes you a little harder as she watches.............she gathers the glasses and walks off.....I suggest as the weather is sunny we go for a quick walk on the downs. You smile and agree it is a good idea.We need a short bus ride to go from where we are to the open. Thank god, I bought some of my toys with me. Now when she talks all I can do, is play deaf and dumb, nodding my head like one of those bobbing head ornaments, because I cannot get a word in edgewise. When I am in my room alone, all I do is sit and cry. I cannot figure out why we are no longer together. I know you family has you convinced that I did something wrong and that I am a slut, but I love you and have been a faithful wife. I cannot even sit down and watch my favorite sitcom, it makes me.