It was the decision of a moment. I did not stop to think of it, to question whether it was sensible. Buttons undone. Ready to jump in. Within seconds my body was clothed by the warmth of the sea alone. Childlike in my freedom. Regaling in the naughtiness of it all: midday, beyond the pale. A first.
To be repeated. That was the promise that I made myself that day.
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I’m shocked, shocked and disturbed LOL
Shocked? Umm. 🙂 I see. Disturbed?
Definitely disturbed
LOL
So it just didn’t creep up on you , this reckless abandon and all,lol
I love it! Growing up in my village, we did skinny dip a lot..that is until puberty hit and boobs sprouted.
I can’t remember skinny dipping as a child, although I’m sure it must’ve happened. It is quite something to do it as an adult. 🙂
I loved skinny dipping!
It is exhilarating, isn’t it? 😀
It was, but now I’m handicapped and it is best to leave clothes on. I’ll get my kicks in the shower xD
Always better than no kicks at all 😉
How fun it would be to be a kid again, at least that part of it anyhow. I used to love skinny dipping. It felt so rebellious and freeing.
Perhaps there are times when that child-like wonder and rebelliousness can be recaptured, if only for a moment.
I am not shocked. And approve. And wish to congratulate your husband. And shall be quiet now. 😉
LOL Thank you, Kavalkade.
Must of felt so free and liberating. I personally have never gotten the chance but I’m sure I wouldn’t want to pass it. Although I may be worried about running into and knocking away fishies as I float around lol 😀
Haha – I’m sure the fishies won’t mind 😉
I kept scrolling, but could not find any photographic proof…. 😉
Hehe – There was no one left aboard to take that pic 😉