Thanks! I'm kind of surprised I've stumbled into this with that guy. Though I suppose I'm being bolder and more forward on account of having read this and updated it. Sort of puts the idea in your head, you know? Things have been fairly status quo since I last updated. Just me in my briefs mostly, and he may or may not come over to chat. One day recently he was out in his yard in a tank top and white, soft cotton shorts. I think this was entirely intentional on his behalf, but it started to rain and he continued working for a little while. Once it didn't let up and actually started to downpour, he stopped and dashed over to take a break. He took off his soaking tank top and wrang it out. His shorts were now wet and fairly see-through, enough that I could tell he was wearing blue briefs underneath them. He stayed for about an hour. He also brought up that his wife was having a "hen party" on Saturday, which was yesterday. He said he might need to duck out for a while. I think it was Avon or something similar. Anyway I told him he was more than welcome to come over here to hang out.
I was in my usual black t-shirt that stops at my waist, and a pair of white briefs when he got here. I was sitting at my usual spot in the garage and he asked if we could shut the overhead door in case his wife showed her friends their back yard. I was more than happy to do that, and while I got up to hit the button, he casually just fucking stripped down to white briefs. He didn't mention it, I didn't mention it, and though I'm not entirely attracted to him, he is an ok looking guy. And he looked to be packing in those briefs. We stayed in the garage for a while but also went inside and watched some TV. Just hung out and talked. He was pretty self-conscious at first, but slowly loosened up some. All told we spent about four hours together in our briefs yesterday!
My partner and I woke up extremely early today because he was heading out of town(long story). The sun was only just starting to rise when he left, and I left the garage door open, sitting out there naked. I really didn't expect anyone to be up and about, and really was only going to have a smoke or two and maybe turn back in for a while longer. About ten minutes after my partner left, my neighbor showed up. We have a big, overstuffed chair out there that I sometimes sit in. So I think he knew I was shirtless, but not nude, until he got closer. He was taken by surprise, but not enough to leave or ask me to put something on. And he, again without mentioning it, stripped down to red briefs and just hung out with me for a while. Now I don't know whether to go back to underwear or just be naked now. Or maybe go back to underwear with random bouts of nudity mingled in? I am just so fucking thrilled that it's turned to this, and if he's ok with me being naked, then I'd rather be naked. Maybe he'll eventually be naked too, you know? No idea what's going to happen from here, but I'm excited to find out!
