Let's face it. Working out can be a drag. It takes a real incentive to keep fit when it's so much easier to sit around and stuff your face. And sometimes a workout just leaves you wondering why you bothered. But my friend and I found a way to look forward to it. We exercise together naked.
Yeah, there are all kinds of nude yoga classes and stuff out there, but we do it at her house and the key is we've made sex a regular part of our routine. It's our grand finale after a good hour of cardio and weights, pilates and whatever we want to do. It's amazing how good you feel after you've come right after a good workout.
Trust me. If you can find a like-minded friend, you'll look forward to exercising every day, though Samantha and I do it every other day if our schedules permit. Usually when you get into a workout routine, you start to feel guilty or cranky if you miss you a day. Toss good sex into the mix and you'll really miss keeping active.
There's nothing more erotic, intense and fulfilling than working up a good sweat and then getting each other off. Your hearts are still pumping hard and your bodies are glistening. The build-up and anticipation, from watching other, is incredible and the orgasms are amazing. The release and all those extra endorphins flowing to your brain just leave you feeling so good, so relaxed. You can try a sauna or hot tub later, but you'll just fall asleep if you've already unloaded.
Just some background. Sam and I are both divorced. We've known each other since college. We were always platonic friends but we kind of danced on the borderline, doing things like skinny dipping together. We also shared a cabin with our significant others one weekend and Sam danced naked in front of all us and one night we all made love in front of each other, but there was no crossover. She stayed with her guy, and I stayed with my woman. But in recent years after our divorces we started to get out of shape. One night we were talking over dinner when we decided to start exercising together. Sam has a gym room in her house that has a treadmill, a bike, some mats and a couple of weight machines. She felt guilty about not using it, so I thought maybe we could make some use of it. Our comfort being together was what led to the good stuff.
I was just starting on the treadmill that first day when Sam casually peeled off her yellow t-shirt and lowered her black sweat pants. "I like to exercise naked. Is that OK with you?" she asked. I was stunned, but she didn't wait for an answer. She was going to do what she wanted to do.