I did something crazy last night. Around 2 or 3 am, after the rest of my family was asleep; I snuck down stairs and went out into the back yard wearing nothing but a pair of black snow boots and a smile. I actually wasn’t that cold, and it was raining a little. The cool rain felt really good on my bare skin and every once in a while a chilled breeze would against me, sending shivers up my spine. I walked around a bit, making sure that I only stepped on the shoveled path. I didn’t want to step in the snow and leave foot prints or make noise. Between the genital caress and dampening from Mother Nature and the adrenalin from the feel of being seen naked, I was feeling pretty good. After a few minutes, I went back inside, put I clothes on and went back up to my room.