Mixing up my eroticism with freedom to be nude: I'm beginning to realize complicates my philosophical justifications. As I compose this entry in my bed naked with my morning coffee, I realize that today is a perfect day to contemplate my conflicting thoughts surrounding exhibitionism. The forecasted weather conditions call for a heat index above 100 degrees. I've spent the past hour playing with my cock while my wife continues to sleep beside me in bed, and I remember in years past how differently this type of day would have progressed.
I would have been scrambling around making preparations for a daylong excursion to our clothing optional beach.
Wife woke up, and she's given me permission to go play with some naked guys.
I would have been scrambling around making preparations for a daylong excursion to our clothing optional beach.