[ This is a follow-up photo; same night, same story. ]
This posting can be considered to be more about the clothing and sexy style then about nakedness per se. This photo came about after a night of clubbing (evidenced by the re-entry stamp on the back of her hand). We often throw some clothing changes in the back of the car when going out for the night, just in case. In this case, since we would be near the shore, those alternatives included something suitable for a late night beach walk. This included an open weave mini poncho and a miniskirt slit to the hip, but worn, as you see, with the slit in the front.
Our walk was intended to take us to a make-out spot secluded among some seaside boulders. Well … as it turned out, our “spot” was already taken by a small gaggle of teenagers carrying on inanely – babbling banter that to them was probably cool, but was numbingly lame to us. Well … rather than crashing their giggle party or turning back to our car, we just kept quiet on the other side of the boulders and did what we came to do. I stripped Mrs. Pix of her minimal clothing, leaned her back against the cold rock, and did what a man does … unceremoniously and kissing her hard the whole while, not so much out of romance, but to keep her quiet.
We finished without being noticed and headed back to our car, this time with the poncho and skirt in my left hand and Mrs. Pix in my right. Where there’s a perverted will, there’s a way ….