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Winter Lifestyle Changes For Home Nudists
I’m pretty sure a very few of you, if any are in the same physical state as I am in right now. I’m buck naked and my largest organ (my skin) is being caressed by the cool night breeze. I was pretty warm today for October 26th. October means colder weather and I hate the cold. It makes it very difficult for a home nudist like myself. I prefer living life in just the skin I was born in but this time of the year brings with it many challenges. Winter time is even worse. Do I put clothes on or do we just turn the heat on as high as we can stand. I go through this every year and last year was the first with April. Misery loves company!
We have a fireplace but I don’t like the way it makes the house smell so we only use it every now and again. We have loads of wood because April loves chopping it, but like I said, we hardly use it.
April and I get a lot of colds but we usually get sick together so it’s okay. We might have to invest in Snuggies this year! Wish us luck and thanks for putting up with my idiosyncrasies. Gotta go, I think my butt cheeks are sticking to the chair.
Galen Sterling-Smith from KVGess’ Blog will be guest blogging on November 6, 2010. Galen is Jelisa’s husband. She was a guest blogger earlier this year and I thought it would be a great idea, since both had blogs, to have Galen guest post as well. He agreed and we will be able to read his post in less than two weeks. In the meantime, stop by Galen’s site and check it out.
I am a romantic being; at my very core, that is all I am. It’s why I enjoy JeLisa’s blog so much. Listening to the love and respect her and Galen have for one another. Even though April and I are romantic, April likes for me to leave our personal life out of the blog and I can respect that. This time is different. April told me I should blog about our day. I don’t know what makes Monday different from any other time, but I am thankful. Okay, April just told me she wants other wives to be treated the way I treat her. So I guess this post is for the husbands of the world.
Romance… It’s why I love cooking for April and rubbing her feet when she’s had a rough day (not at the same time). It’s why I love giving her a massage when she’s not expecting one but her body language suggests she needs one. It’s why I like listening to almost every word April speaks and I don’t mind doing the dishes. It’s why we waited until we were married for a physical relationship. Romance is in my heart and I never want to purposely take her for granted.
Saturday night I convinced April to play hooky Monday and enjoy a long weekend for a change. I woke up early Monday and made her favorite breakfast and served it to her in bed. Fresh strawberries, waffles and fried eggs. After breakfast we showered together and I washed her from head to toe and didn’t get any shampoo in her eyes this time! I dried her off and dressed her. I proceeded to tell her that I had mapped out her morning and afternoon for her and all she had to do was follow the directions on the dashboard of her car. It was about 9:30 am when I kissed her goodbye and watched her back out of the garage.
On the dashboard was a series of mixed music CDs I made for her. The first one were some of her favorite love songs and the second was my favorites. The third, I kept with me for that night. Her instructions were to play the second one first and then the first. By the time she returned home she should have been able to listen to both CDs. First on her list was to pick up her friend Rochelle. Rochelle had the rest of the schedule for the day. Museum of Art, lunch at Ruth’s Chris Steak House and a 2:00 appointment for a pedicure and manicure.
While April was out I put my plans into action. I had been planning this for a few weeks now and without Rochelle’s help I don’t think I could have accomplished things just the way I wanted them to be. Thanks Rochelle.
It might not sound very romantic to be apart from one another, however, April works very hard and I wanted her to have some ‘me’ time. I called her every so often and told her I missed her, loved her, to look under the seat for the red rose I left her or after lunch to look in the glove compartment for a love note (not to be opened until she was getting her pedicure.
First thing I did was fix a picnic dinner as soon as she left. I made pasta salad and spicy barbecue shrimp, Chicken Parmesan sandwiches and some strawberry lemonade. For dessert I made lemon meringue pie. Then it was time to work on the backyard. I got bags of sand and poured it out on the backyard lawn, set up an umbrella and placed the stereo speakers out near the mound of sand. I placed the blanket and oils on the table and just waited for April to return. She got home around 4:45. I met her at the door with a smoothie. I undressed her and we took a shower together again.
After the shower she told me about her day and showed me the photos she took at the museum. I put in a movie and popped some popcorn. We watched the movie and then fell asleep until about 9:30 pm. I woke up and watched my wife sleep. She looked like an angel. I smiled and listened to her breathing as her chest rose and sand with each breath. I woke her up and asked if she was hungry. She was and it was finally getting dark enough to enjoy a night time picnic and the weather wasn’t so muggy.
I escorted her out to the picnic area, spread the blanket and turned on the music. The first song was It’s You That I Need by Enchantment. I left her there to listen to the words while I got dinner ready. When I came back I could tell she had been crying. She loved the lyrics and I told her I’ve always felt that way about her — even before we met.
We ate, talked and I gave her a massage. We talked some more and danced, laughed and chased each other around the backyard. We made love and drank champagne.
Our backyard has very tall bushes and the homes in our neighborhood are spaced far apart so being naked in the backyard is something we always do, but for some reason it seemed to April that we were being watched so we went inside, rinsed the sand off and fell asleep in each others arms. While I was cleaning up the sand Tuesday afternoon I found a Frisbee stuck in one of the bushes. We might have been watched…
A FEW TIPS ON BEING ROMANTIC
1. Place the needs and wants of your spouse above yours. (Offer to give a massage without expecting the favor in return)
2. Think outside of the box. (Instead of going out to dinner, prepare the meal together or cook for your spouse)
3. Romance doesn’t mean spending lots of money. (Renting a DVD, drinking Pepsi in champagne glasses with a huge bowl of buttered popcorn)
4. Figure out what the two of you like to do together. (Maybe it’s bike riding or long walks)
5. Romance starts when you wake up and not just ten minutes before having sex. (Spend some time cuddling before you rush about your daily living)
6. A woman’s idea of romance is different from a man’s. (Men you might be at your sexiest in her mind if you take the trash out without being asked)
- What is Romance? (socyberty.com)
Not everyone is comfortable with their body. Some people won’t even look at themselves in the mirror when alone. There are those, however, like myself who whenever we are home alone, jump at the chance to disrobe and parade around the house in our birthday suits. Others simply like to sleep in the nude.
There is nothing spectacular about my body in the least bit and even though I’m a exhibitionist at heart I can’t for the life of me figure out who (besides April) would find my body attractive. I don’t stay naked because I like the way my body looks, I just like the comfort of being nude.
I’m naked now and I frequently go outside in the buff (I have a high fence). The fence was a prerequisite for any house we bought here in Indianapolis. I’ve been naked at night in my parents back yard, at swimming pools, at a the beach in Hawaii, a State park, on the balcony of one of my apartments when I was younger and even while driving once. I was merely changing clothes into my bathing suit, but it was a two hour drive so I just stayed naked until I approached heavier traffic. (Not recommended when lots of truck drivers are on the road. They can look down into the car and see you).
Unlike some couples, we never exchanged keys or moved in together. I was never afraid that she would just come into my house unannounced. April knew I liked being nude, but it wasn’t until we got married that I told her I’m always naked when alone, not just while I slept. I asked if that would be a problem for her.
I knew she slept either in just panties or nude as well. Well folks, it turns out my wife likes to be naked at home too. Thank God for that. Now we just have to find a house suited for our needs in Indiana. Lots of trees or a tall fence like I have now.
As soon as the front door closes instinctively we both remove our socks and shoes. We do have rules though. We agreed to call out and make sure we were the only ones home before the clothes come off though. We also agreed to call home before bringing someone into the house with us. How embarrassing that would be for her friends or co-workers to see me or vice versa.
Nudity at home, alone, by yourself does not equate sexuality. Nudity is comfortable, freeing and perfectly natural. There are millions of people who enjoy being naked at home including Kelly Clarkson and Queen Latifah.
I’m curious to know how many readers of my blog like to be naked at home?
Make sure to stop back on January 2, 2010 for our first guest blogger, Chris Ferrell from Nerds of the Round Table.