We spent our holidays at a resort next to a naturist resort. In front of the naturist resort was a nude beach. That is why we chose it.
As we found the atmosphere at the naturist resort much more appealing in the evenings, we ended up spending almost all of our evenings there.
One evening, my wife decided not to wear knickers under her flimsy skirt.
I was amazed and asked her if she was sure, as there was also rock 'n' roll dancing, which could cause her bare buttocks and pussy to be exposed.
'That is exactly what I want to happen,' she replied.
She went on to say that people needed to know that we were naturists too.
'It's always thrilling,' she said, 'when a man tries to find out if I'm wearing anything under my dress or skirt. So, from now on, I decide not to wear knickers. It's very innocent up there, isn't it?'
As we knew some people there, she was often asked to dance.
I loved watching her when a man put his hands on her bottom with her embracing him to encourage him to go on.
Later on, we moved too to the naturist village at Cap d'Agde. On the beach (500 meter north) you could have sex in public.
In the evenings, my wife was always nude under her clothes. Free to touch clothing.
Even more exciting is walking in public without panties. This is best done in crowded areas. She liked these dares.
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