It was late afternoon/early evening when we finally got out of bed, after some rather lovely napping/snuggling/talking. Our hunger was now ravenous, so we decided to shower-separately this time, and run across the street to a plaza that had a few shops and places to eat.
As I finished up dressing and was stepping into my loafers, she emerged from the bathroom, eliciting yet another stunned gasp from me. She was completely nude, her hair in a pony tail, leaving me mesmerized by every jiggle and flex of her tone body as she went to her still unpacked case and removed a green sundress. She pulled it over her head, and walked over and asked me to do the buttons on the back. As I admired the perfect skin of her back and neck, I chuckled, saying "This is going to be a pain to get out of when we get back."
She demurely turned her head, looking at me over her shoulder, and said "Who says it has to come off to have some fun?" She put on some casual shoes, grabbed her clutch, and said "Let's go eat!"
She took my arm as we entered the hallway and walked to the elevator. The doors opened, and we found ourselves inside. She faced me, brushing my cheek, and said "I feel like I am dreaming. This has been a perfect day so far." Kissing her forehead, I pulled her head to my chest and said "I know, I am afraid I am going to wake up and you'll be gone."
We casually strolled hand in hand over to the plaza, and decided on the sports pub for supper. Fortunately, they carried a sports drink, of which I consumed three, along with two large glasses of water. I knew that if I didn't hydrate it would be a short night.