Lucy was a proud woman, she liked to do things on her own and for herself. It had been eight years since her husband had left her for that whorish little vixen and she was determined never to let anyone treat her like that ever again. Her two kids were fully grown up and had families of their own now so Lucy had a lot of spare time on her hands when she wasnt working. This Christmas Lucy's children would be staying with their father and as her own parents had passed away a few years back Lucy had booked herself a cruise to the Carribean islands where she was planning on doing some exploring and relaxing.
So two weeks later there she was, sitting in a kayak, slowly paddling in the crystal clear sparkling blue waters of the carribean sea. She had gotten quite good at kayaking over the past week or so, using it to travel between little secluded islands where she would have a peaceful lunch and swim. She was always in good shape, actually fairly amazing shape for a lady in her mid forties, but the recent days of kayaking and eating healthy had really made her body look toned and sexy.
Today Lucy had decided to go a little bit further out to some of the more deserted islands that she was previously avoiding due to the distance. But she now felt confident enough to make the long voyage. She had been rowing for a good three hours and thought she must be near her desired destination and began heading in towards a beautiful looking small island with sparkling white sand and a small grove of palm trees. She figured she would drag the kayak up onto the beach and go explore the island then come back for some fresh meats and breads she had packed for lunch. The island wouldn't take her more than 30 minutes to walk around so she wasnt too concerned about leaving her kayak unattended, especially since the last boat she saw was 2 hours ago atleast 15 miles away.
Dressed in only a two piece lime green bikini, Lucy hopped out out the kayak as she felt the bottom scrape along the sand. The water was a warm pleasant temperature with the carribean climate never dropping under 75 F all year round. She waded into shore, dragging the kayak behind her and left it just above the high tide mark so the incoming tide wouldnt wash it out to sea leaving her stranded.
With the midday sun beating down on her bronzed shoulders, she began to walk down the shoreline picking up unique shells before tossing them into the calm aqua blue water.
Making her way round the island, she noticed a small jetty where an old mooring rope was tied to a half submerged post. Thankfully there was no sign of any boats tied up to the post, she wasnt in the mood for intruders onto her newly discovered piece of paradise.
A little bit further down the beach Lucy noticed a small wooden bench sitting just off the sand under the shade of two large palm trees. As Lucy approached the bench she realised it was made out of lots of different pieces of driftwood that had been carefully lashed together using weaved pieces of dried flax. She sat down on the bench, testing its strength to see if it would hold her, with a little creaking the bench held steady. Getting up from the bench she turned towards the palm grove and noticed a large log cabin just poking through above the tops of the palms. A sudden panic crossed her as she realised that she might be trespassing on someone's private island home so she called out to see if anyone was about.
"Hello! Is anyone here?" Lucy called out in a nervous voice waiting for a reply. A few seconds passed in silence so she assumed either the owner of the cabin was out or it had been long since abandoned. She decided not to tempt fate and headed back the way she came to set out and find a less inhabited island.
As she followed her footprints back in the sand she kept looking back over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her. As she rounded the last bend Lucy's stomach dropped when the spot where her kayak had been dragged up to was now empty. She looked around frantically trying to see if there were any signs of the boat being dragged off anywhere. No other marks were visible apart from the original ditch in the sand where she had dragged the kayak in initially.
Fear was building up inside her now and she looked around in distress wondering what she should do. The nearest island was a good 45 minute swim away but she didnt feel like getting eaten by the numerous sharks she had noticed as she was kayaking through the islands. Her only conceivable option was to head back around the beach and try and see if anyone was inside the cabin to help her.
Lucy made her way up to the cabin. It was quite large and well made with the curtains drawn closed and a sturdy looking door locked shut. She knocked loudly on the door, carefully listening for footsteps. She heard none. Lucy decided to make her way around the back of the cabin to see if there was a back door she might be able to open. As she approached the back of the cabin, she heard a steady bang every 10 seconds or so. Startled, she looked about her to see what was making such a racket. It seemed like it was coming from behind a bunch of bushes just past a small clearing. She pushed her way through the shrubbery and that's when she saw him.
He stood there shirtless, glistening with sweat. His darkly tanned muscles shining in the harsh heat of the sun. An axe was held over his shoulder and he stood looking at Lucy with a curious expression on his clean shaven ruggedly handsome face. He brushed a lock of his golden hair off his forehead as he swung the axe down once more to lodge it firmly into the base log. He wiped his hands on his faded swim shorts and took a step towards Lucy.
"Hello?" He called out in a rough raspy manly voice.
Lucy realised she must have been standing there with her mouth hanging open just staring at this incredibly sexy man for the last half minute.
"H-Hi" she stammered in a soft nervous voice.
"So what brings you to this secluded island?" He smiled, revealing a mouth full of perfectly white straight teeth. "I don't get many visitors."
"Oh I'm so sorry, I didnt realise somebody lived here and I only wanted to find a quiet spot to have lunch" Lucy quickly explained, not yet mentioning that she was stranded and needed his help.
"Oh well I was about to cook up a lobster and some freshly caught fish if you would like to join me" he said in that raspy tone that made Lucy's knees feel if they would give way at any moment.
"It's ok really" she said, "I have some Lun.." She stopped herself mid sentence as she realised that all her supplies were still inside the storage of her lost kayak. "Actually to tell you the truth the kayak that I rowed here on has disappeared and I'm kind of stranded!" She blurted out while turning turning a light shade of red as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"Oh dear!" Said the handsome stranger, "never mind, we will sort that out later" he smiled reassuringly. "In the mean time why don't you come inside and give me some company over lunch?"
Lucy's stomach gave a grumble at the mention of lunch, the mornings exercise building up a healthy appetite.
