I just turned 58, am devorced for 5 years and have a wonderful daughter and 2 grandchildren. I hated it when my daughter and her husband moved to the west coast 3 years ago since now I only see them a few times a year. In a way it turned out safer for me because of what I have become over the last 2 years. My sex life became dismal after my husband and I split up and in the five years since I have only had sex 6 times with 2 different men. I let myself go to an extent where I gained weight and stopped worrying about my appereance. Then in April exactly 26 months ago I let Brian move in with me. I knew months before that my cousin Paula had terminal cancer and she was concerned about Brian who she and her husband adopted when he was 2 years old. I saw them all the time years ago but the last time I saw them Brian was 15 or 16 when they moved to Maryland. Paula's husband died about 4 years ago and then Paula died March just before I had Brian move in. He was just 21 at the time and a very handsome young man who was very dispondent over Paulas death and cried often the first few weeks he lived here. What I never expected was his lack of modesty around me. I never said anything but he would often only be in his boxer briefs around the house and I often saw him naked coming out of the bathroom within the first month. He would also just have a towel wrapped around him and I began to look forward to seeing his penis which for the longest time made me feel like an old pervert. Afer a few months he got a job delivering for a bakery and worked from 4 am til noon 5 days a week. As soon as he got home he would shower and I would prepare lunch for him and he always came down either in his boxer briefs or just a towel. He went to bed during the week by 8 pm but while awake rarely was fully dressed. All the sudden I became this woman who began masturbating everyday. Not that I didn't pleasure myself before that but seeing Brian in all states of undress and naked often just aroused me so much I masturbated every day and many times more than once. We get along well and have long conversations everyday and even now never talk about sex in any way. The first summer Brian was here I invited him to go down the shore with me to Ocean City where we shared a room together. That was the first time Brian ever mentioned anything about being in underware or having a towel around him. He then mentioned that he knew I had seen him naked many times and politely asked me if I was offended by it. I am not sure exactly how I answered him but told him an old woman like me was not and that it was nice to have a young man in my house and that I enjoyed his company. To make matters worse I somehow complimented him telling him how handsome and well built he was then without thinking told him he was well indowed. By that time I wasn't sure what I was saying to him and thats when I asked if he was undressed like that around Paula all the time. He just said yes then went on to explain that since he was a little kid Paula and her husband had gotten into nudism. After he said that I remembered years ago how often Paula and her husband went away almost every weekend. I never suspected nudism but knew they went to a "camp site" most of the time. I never had any conception that Paula could be a nudist since she was always on the heavy side and did not have a nice figure. Brian told me he always felt comfortable with his body as well as his parents did and said he thought I knew they were nudists. I told Brian then I certaintly didn't know about it but that I have no objection to it. To further complicate things I went as far as telling Brian he was welcome to be as comfortable as he wishes. I think thats when I went overboard with my approval telling him if he felt comfortable naked it was ok with me. As soon as I said all this to him it occurred to me that I was encouraging him for my benifit. I doubt if Brian is aware of how his body gets me aroused.

We did talk for a long time that day and I did stop blabbering about nudism with him. When we got back home things were about the same for a couple weeks until one day when he got home and came down for lunch with just a towel. I can't believe what I said to even today and sasid it only because I was getting aroused just looking at him. Not word for word but I asked first if that towel he had wasn't damp. When he said it was I just told him there was no need for him to be modest around me which he wasn't anyhow. I'm sure my main reason saying these things was that I wanted terribly to see him naked more often. Again I brought up the subject of nudism and told Brian that after he showers there is no need for him to wrap a wet towel around him. I just said things after that saying I see him naked other times telling him I know he sleeps naked and lied telling him it doesn't matter to me if he is nude whenever he wants. From that day on he is always naked when he comes down for lunch and often stays naked until bedtime. I still masturbate everyday often twice and just love looking at his body. I do know he masturbates, not that I have ever seen him but can hear him sometimes. My seeing him naked all the time doesn't seem to bother him and I have never seen him with an erection. The only time he is fully dressed all the time is when my daughter and grand children visit. I don't know whats wrong with me but I am happy with this arrangement and as of now don't ever want Brian to move out.