By the time of our fortieth wedding anniversary my lovely wife Sam was very much a big beautiful woman, she has GG cup breasts, she wears size 26 dresses and, as she has since our honeymoon, no underwear, that is, no bra or knickers. I suppose you could call her a 'natural' woman. The only exception to this is when Sam puts on black underwear as a treat for my birthday. She knows just how to please me with her body.
I became very ill not long after our fortieth wedding anniversary. It was a long recovery period for me after all of this, there was a lot of medication and also hospital visits and I was laid aside for several years. I retired from my work and started to claim my pensions. Through all of this Sam became my whole world especially during the pandemic when we were together almost on our own for more than a year. During this time both of my parents died and this left me feeling very low but Sam did everything I needed her to do, let me tell you about how this panned out.
When we went to bed each night we slept naked and Sam cradled me in her arms, with my head resting on her warm, soft breasts. Sam got up first each morning and I liked to watch her walk naked across our bedroom. I liked to watch her round soft buttocks and her full breasts and she would give me the most amazing kisses. However, I was often completely lacking in energy so we were not engaging in making love, certainly not sexual intercourse. We did kiss and engage in a great deal of full bodied naked cuddling, Sam also took my penis in her mouth and brought me to some fantastic orgasms. This went on for maybe three years while I gradually recovered.