Several years ago my lover and I decided to go way for a long weekend to celebrate my birthday. I was turning 33 and he was 26. That weekend will live in my memory forever and has been on my mind a lot lately. We stayed in a nice vacation condo near the beach. I made more money that he did so we agreed to split the costs about 60/40. I would have been happy to pay more, but he insisted.
We arrived on a Thursday night and decided to visit a nude beach on Friday in the late morning. We thought it would be fun to completely strip, enjoy the warm sunshine, play in the water, etc. I had done this once before with my ex at the same beach on our honeymoon. Our marriage ended badly and I absolutely hated my ex; I suppose in a way deep down inside it was kind of a revenge. I was taking my hot younger lover to the same area where my ex and I had spent our honeymoon.