Perfect
 

Describe your perfect day.

Can't. There were three.

OK so describe your 3 perfect days.

March 2, 2006. The day I turned 40 and the day my Joe came to pick me up and bring me home. The nerves were intense!! We were both shaking as we stood in my sister's living room looking at each other for the first time. We had a long drive up to Georgia, where he stopped for the night at a lovely Victorian Bed & Breakfast for our first night together. The sex was incredible....the birthday cake at midnight had the pinkest frosting known to man....and I was so in love I thought I would bust. Still feel that way. :love:

They started and finished a Tallahassee Airport, included a trip to Pensacola and deep fried peppers.

((hugs)) It was wonderful! Good answer, Oldfart :x:

An old smoothie from way back.

My most prefect day would be to wake up early in the morning feeling fresh like I have been sleeping for ever.
Having my dp bring me breakfast in bed... hmmm maybe some scrambeld eggs on toast with a huge glass of orange juice.. yummo
Then would be for him and I to have a long hot shower and brace eachothers body.
Then get dressed.
Next we would pack a lovely picknick basket go down to the beach him I and his son, we would have a lovely day at the beach playing, eating our lunch, swimming, and just enjoying eachothers company

lying on a beach

Give me an unpolluted beach!

here is Melbourne Australia the Brighton beach ( some parts of it ) are very nice and unpolluted

Anyplace alone with my wife is darn near perfect to me.

I especially enjoyed the four or five summers when we took time off and spent several days at a naturist resort (nudist) with some friends who we met by chance there the first time we went to that resort. We'd walk the trails, go for a swim in the pool, relax with a glass of wine, dance at the resort hall, and swing on swings. Simply had wonderful times every time we went. (And, picking something to wear was never a problem. :) )

Thought about that yesterday and dreamed about going back.

I have been tempted by the naturist thing, but I really think I am too venal and carnal to cope witha number of naked women just out of reach.

Alone, my dear woman and I would love the freedom, but sharing is just a bit too challenging as yet.

Right now it would involve several hours of agonising pain, followed eventually by the arrival of a baby.

I soooooo want to get to the 'Mummy' part now - even Fussy is getting impatient for it to begin.

Walking around Victoria, B.C, and strolling through Butchart Gardens at Christmas time. Staying at Dashwood Manor, (while Derek still owned it), and just relaxing and enjoying the time away. :)