Last Sunday I had on a lavender Lace top, with breasts of course, and a fab skirt with heels. (My wife actually picked out for me.) My wife was outdoors with the dog and had left the back door open. When I went to check on her and close the door, she was talking to the neighbor lady next door. Needless to say, she got a fairly good look. Her only comment was to ask my wife if I was still in pajamas. Have talked to her since and no questions or change in attitude. I guess I am out to the neighbor.
If she were to ask I would tell her the truth. I do not flaunt Barbara, but I am not ashamed of her either. Barbara is a big part of me.