J and I had plans this weekend to meet up with some open friends at some hot springs near Portland. While, for whatever reason, we didn't end up running into them, he and I had a pretty fantastic time together.
I had class all day and was super exhausted. But J packed us dinner and offered to drive there and back. We had a nice time talking with each other in the car- I like to talk his ear off about all of my cool psychology and counseling stuffs :) We were able to see amazingly beautiful fall color on our drive. Even seeing the color from the car was refreshing. Our short hike to the hot springs was quiet and lovely.
Once we found a tub to use, we both stripped and got in the tub naked (despite new rules that the outside tubs are not clothing-optional; we heeded the advice of some regulars who asserted that going nude was the way to go). We had a lovely time together: massaging each other, stroking each other... J even fingered me and made me come, and I got him hard several times while we whispered dirty things to each other.
[Despite the multitude of smokers there, who eventually drove us out with their second-hand smoke, we did enjoy ourselves.]
Another fabulous part? After our satisfying walk back to the car, we got into the backseat, tore off our clothes, and did it in the car like a couple of teenagers. J and I haven't had sex in a car in... years. It was really awesome. We got the windows foggy, I rode him, he rubbed my clit. It was hot.
A rejuvenating end to a long week. Thank you my love.