She arranged her towel, the hot sand warming her feet as she prepared to soak up the sun's rays. The beach was deserted, she was glad she would be able to enjoy a few moments of peace. She had a good book, her lotion, her music, the sun, a calm sea, and a tall tumbler of her favorite beverage. She leaned back, took a long, slow sip, and opened her book. The story was good - the few racy parts - and her mind slipped back to his stories - another sip - and she felt a warm glow not only from the sun and her drink, but from her fleeting thoughts of him as she turned the pages of her book. She sighed and wriggled her legs in response to her thoughts. Noticing the book was now shadowing her face - she put it aside, turned her head to the sun, and closed her eyes for a moment.

She awoke to the sounds of soft splashing water. Ugh, she thought - someone has found my secluded little beach. She lifted her head to see someone standing knee deep, his back to her, apparently just looking out to the sea. No bother, she again leaned back and closed her eyes. His form looked familiar; her mind wandered behind her closed lids as she again drifted off. She kept them closed as she again heard the subtle rustling in the water and nearly silent footsteps in the sand.

When she sensed a shadow fall onto her - she sighed and opened her eyes. She smiled softly recognizing his silhouette in the bright sunshine. He spoke and she nodded - reaching to hand him the bottle of lotion. He had told her she was getting a burn and that he would be happy to apply the lotion on her. He told her to close her eyes and enjoy his touch. Must be dreaming she thought, as her mind swirled.

His shadow left her again exposing her to the sun as he knelt beside her. She flinched as he drizzled the slick liquid onto her shins. He paused before touching her - she quivered in anticipation - the lotion trickled down onto her calves. She sighed when finally, his hands touched her smooth skin. His touch was gentle but firm as smeared the oil over her slowly. He used both hands together, his fingers stretching out for maximum coverage before switching to the other leg. He worked her lower calf to her ankle, and then dripped oil onto her toes. He massaged the top of her foot and each delicate, painted toe of each foot. He took her foot in both hands and pressed his thumbs into her sole as they rubbed back and forth. She moaned - the feeling was delightful - she reached for a sip of the cool cocktail - a flood of warmth shot out from between her legs enveloping her whole body. 

 

Another slight pause, she felt drips of slickness fall onto her knee and trickle to the sides. She waited for the touch – one finger landed on her skin and slowly meandered – smearing the lotion as it went around her knee and up the top of her thigh, all the way to the edge of suit – it followed the fabric down between her legs – just coming in contact with her heat source. The finger quickly jumped back to her leg and quickly multiplied to ten massaging digits as he worked more lotion into her flesh. She moaned as her mind sent out pleasure waves for her body to enjoy. He repeated this motion on each leg and thigh as she sighed behind her closed lids.

 

She felt his shadow fall over her, and his fingers barely touch the top of her suit – deftly undoing it as she raised up to accommodate his undressing her. Her breasts freed, he squeezed out a generous amount of oil onto her chest – his palms slathered it over her front, onto her sides, and up her mounds, over the top and into the valley between them. His fingertips circled around her nipples – slipping and sliding on her slickened skin, climbing up to her peaks and twisting them up, pinching and pulling at them as they slipped in and out of his greasy grasp. She rocked her hips as her warm glow was now burning hot with desire. His fingers slid down to her waistband and she raised up as he stripped her bare. She panted, squealing when he drizzled the warm oil onto the spot between her legs. His palm pressed on her as he smeared it over her.

 

She ached for his fingers to explore her – but the hands on her hips rolled her over and she felt the lotion run down her spine. He lifted her hair to rub it on her neck, then down the sides of her back, returning up her spine and back down, kneading it into her buttocks, and down her legs. She moaned at the touch as her whole body took on an oily, slick sheen. His hands left her body and she rolled over, opening her eyes – she saw him standing over her smiling. She didn’t know if she was dreaming or not – the tingle shooting through her – told her not to care.

 

He knelt before her – his hands fell to her ankles – he slowly moved them up her legs, urging them apart as he went – he moved between them. He traced a finger up her slit, gently pressing into her – she sighed and moved her hips into his touch. The finger continued to move up her – the other hand pressed up her side. The hand covered one breast as the finger of the other hand circled and taunted her nipple. He twisted and pulled at the extended tip – the other hand now did the same – she panted as he leaned forward - his face inches from hers he darted his tongue out to touch her lips. Her hands leapt to his head and pulled him down hard onto her mouth. Their tongues fluttered and lips locked, her legs went around his hips and squeezed him to her. He pressed up and looked down to her sparkling eyes – as she recovered from the lack of air. His hands went back to her slippery flesh as he slid down her – his tongue flickering onto all her sensitive spots. She moaned, she was beginning to sweat from the heat growing inside her and from his hot body smothering her.

 

His breath made her quiver, his tongue lapped at her button, she groaned. His hands grabbed the underside of her legs and pulled them apart as he sucked onto her slickened kitty. The warm extension of his mouth wriggled into her – she gyrated to its rhythm. He ravished her with insistent probing and fluttering – urging her squeals out of her. A single tingle, then a continuous tremor rocked her body; she pumped her hips onto his face as a flush of wet heat flooded her body. She gasped and convulsed as she came. Subsiding palpitations continued to move through her as he again smothered over her – she could see him smiling through her glazed eyes as he came up to kiss her.

 

Brrring, Brrring – her head shook – startled, she opened her eyes, she gasped and looked around her – instinctively she looked at her phone to see a message from him as her mind struggled back to reality. As she read his brief note, she wondered how did he know? A tremble shook her flesh when she spied the bottle of lotion sitting next to her and saw fresh footprints in the sand…