Rainy Nights

I had a new nude experience the other night. I have been spending part of my nights sitting nude on our porch swing in our back yard. Sometimes my wife would join me and we would just take in the night sky and the night air, read a book on my tablet or have a cup of tea. The evenings are starting to get chilly here so I lit a fire in the fire bowl to warm me as I read. I saw the reflection of flames on the sides of some of my neighbors houses and heard the voices of their guest as they partied the night away. Until that night, the only other voice I heard was that of my wife and mine although she was not with me on this night. The winds picked up and the leaves on the trees separating me from the neighbors began to rustle drowning out the neighbors voices. I stood up, faced into the wind, spread my legs and raised my arms to fell the wind flow all over me. It felt magical, like a gentle full body massage all at once. As I stood there felling the wind and watching the flames dance, I felt the first rain drop on my shoulder. It was cool but the wind dried it quickly. But then more drops fell closer together, colder, not allowing the wind a chance to dry them. I started to go in but I could not leave the fire unattended. I could have doused it with the hose but though that if I waited the rain would take care of it. When the rain began falling steady, my body acclimated to the temperature much like swimming. It did not feel cold anymore; it felt like I was standing in a pool watching a fire burn out. I started doing back strokes. With fall fast approaching, the rains will get colder and the trees will lose their leaves that shield me from my neighbors, I will lose my backyard nude time. But I now have another reason to look forward to the summers, Naked At Home In The Rain