Honeymoon Day Two!
Estimated reading time: 13 minutes, 22 secondsSwimming In the Pond
Standing on the pond’s edge by the outlet stream, I put my hand into the water. It is not that cold, or maybe my hands are hot from holding you,” I said. As I stood up, I pointed to the rope swing tied to a tree on the left side. When I hiked with the boys, they wanted to go swimming, but no one had a swimsuit. The rope swing was tempting, but being naked in front of the others was a non-starter.
Jan sat down on the log and pulled off her boots and socks.
“Let me test the water and see how it feels.”
She lowered her toes and then her entire foot.
“You are correct; the water is very mild. No one is here but the two of us. Do you want to go swimming?”
I nodded in the affirmative, and we quickly removed our clothing and swam like nymphs in a hidden pond.
We giggled and splashed in the water like young kids, not adult skinny dippers.
I stepped out and untied the rope swing.
“Do you think it is safe?”
I tested the rope and screamed like Tarzan as my body sailed across the pond and fell into the calm waters.
Jan smiled at me and grabbed the rope. As she stepped out of the pond to try the swing, her wet naked body shimmered against the rays of sunlight that made their way thru the canopy of trees.
“Wow, this is so much fun,” Jan yelled as she resurfaced.
We frolicked in our paradise without a concern in the world.
“Should we try the swing together,” I asked.
“Is it strong enough to hold both of us?”
“I am not sure.”
Jan shook her head negatively.
“I enjoy watching you swing across the pond. I cannot believe I am married to a man with such a lovely body.
I dropped into the water when she said that to avoid a full-body blush.
Surfacing, I swam towards her and put my arms around her waist.
As I kissed her belly button, Jan’s hips arched toward me. As I slowly kissed my way up her abdomen, she inhaled and then held her breath so that her chest expanded and her nipples swelled.
As I got to her mouth, I licked my lips, “I have always loved kissing you, but you taste sweeter today.”
Jan giggled, and French kissed me.
We hugged and continued to kiss.
“It feels like you have something in mind besides swimming.”
“Not me.”
We both laughed and continued to swim in our birthday suits.
After almost 48 years, I recently lost my wife, Jan Lilien. Like The Little Prince, Jan and I believed that “The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.” This blog is a collection of my random thoughts on love, grief, life, and all things considered.
What a beautiful love affair-you were lucky to have found each other.
What about this dog bite-were you okay? Did you have to have a shot?
Thanks, Sue, for your comment. Jan and I had a love that I always thought was like everyone else’s. Jan and I had our souls divided at birth, and finding each other allowed us to reunite our souls and have one soul, one love, now and forever.
Regarding the dog bite, I wrote about it in detail in Road Trippin in 1973. The dig bite was severe and could have been worse if I had listened to the hostel manager and accepted her plan to use band-aids.