I’m not a fan of bitter cold weather. Any kind of weather that causes genitals to shrivel is not appealing in my book. I prefer weather that renders clothing optional and flip-flops the only necessary footwear. Having lived through one too many blizzards, I have every intention of retiring to a tropical climate after I sell enough novels.
That said, I don’t deny that cold weather can facilitate certain sexy activities. When it gets cold outside, we naturally seek out any source of warmth. Some are left with blankets and extra layers of clothes. Others are lucky enough to have a lover to keep them warm. It’s that kind of warmth that brings out the sexier side of the weather.
With the holidays upon us and plenty of cold days ahead of us, this is as good a time as any to start enjoying those intimate moments that chilly weather makes possible. Get some blankets, pour some hot cocoa, and cuddle up on the couch because it’s going to be a long winter. That doesn’t mean it can’t be sexy and I hope this Daily Sexy Musing can help provide a spark. Enjoy!
The sun is out, but its heat can’t find us. Cold air subsumes the light, spreading harsh cold in every direction. Gone are the days when little thought or clothing was necessary to venture outside. The leaves and flowers have withered, having succumbed to the changing seasons. We remain, but we intend to endure.
We close the windows.
We lock the doors.
We keep plenty of blankets at arm’s reach.
Even with preparation, mere shelter is not enough. To endure the cold is one thing. To prosper within it is quite another. Alone, we can only do so much. Together, we can defeat this seasonal foe.
We’re done longing for the hot summer days when a quiet moment took little effort. The crisp frost has already descended upon us. Snow will soon follow. Short days and long nights await us, but we’re ready. The season will not be our burden. Instead, it will be our strength.
Rather than curse the season, we celebrate.
Rather than lament the past, we forge the future.
Rather than mourn the burden, we embrace the challenge.
I grab some blankets. You grab some cocoa. Together, we make our way to the couch. We slip under the covers and embrace. Our touch provides a spark. Body heat compounds body heat. I warm you up. You warm me. From soothing warmth, a new heat emerges.
Touching becomes caressing.
Soothing becomes seduction.
Cuddling becomes foreplay.
A new energy finds us and a new lust guides us. No longer an obstacle, the cold becomes a catalyst. Rather than hinder our passion, it enhances it. Sharing our love brings great comfort, but making love brings greater satisfaction.
In defiance of the weather, we shed our clothes and merge our flesh. Within our domain, we create our own season. It’s always warm, wet, and soothing. Even under the harshest winds, we work up a sweat of passion. The cold makes us work harder. More work emboldens our love. In the warmth of our shared passion, winter doesn’t stand a chance.