Mark's bald head basked in the rays of the burning sun. It was the middle of the summer season and the temperature was soaring. The air carried only a faint breeze and the sound of the loud seagulls as they complained nearby.
He looked around him, burying his body more comfortably in the warmth of the soft sand. It had become something of a weekly routine. Every Saturday at 3pm, providing the weather was agreeable, they would meet at the same spot on the beach, go hand in hand to the sea and swim the few hundred metres to the buoy and, with only the waves lapping around them for company, they would fuck each other usually until at least one of them had a body trembling orgasm. There had been only the one time the weather hadn't allowed for this, and the resulting blow job in his car just hadn't been nearly as exciting.
There she was. Her glorious blonde hair rested on her shoulders and her blue eyes sparkled as they rested on Mark's admiring gaze. She would usually wear a two-piece swimming costume because it was easier to remove when they got to the buoy, and today was no different.
"You look hot," he said as she perched herself beside him, pushing her hand playfully against his bare stomach.
"So you like what I'm wearing then?" she asked, nibbling her bottom lip as Mark's sight absorbed her.
"Oh you know I do, I can't wait to get you in the water."
Louise leaned in to Mark and brushed her lips softly against his. They had known each other for two months having met on an online dating site. They had both come out of long-term relationships and agreed quickly that it was fun they were after instead of commitment.
"I don't want anything serious," Louise had said as she finished off the bottle of red wine she was drinking that evening on the beach. "I think you're sexy and I love your bald head.... it's actually a bit of a turn on for me I'll have you know. I want to be naughty..... do you know what I mean?"
Of course, Mark knew exactly what she meant, and with a raging hard-on bulging from his underwear he playfully suggested they should take their clothes off and swim out to the buoy and have that bit of fun she was craving. Not only was he surprised that she took him up on that suggestion but he soon learnt that she was one of the most orgasmic women he had slept with. With little more than a kiss of her nipple and teasingly pressing his firm cock up against her pussy, she was crying out with delight. He had been momentarily concerned that anyone swimming nearby in the evening dusk may have heard her squeals, but observing there was no one near he had pushed his throbbing cock into her and delighted as another orgasm took hold within her.
The tradition had been set. "Listen, I don't want to do this if it's raining or something, but shall we make this a thing?" Louise had said when they had got back ashore to their strewn clothes, still naked and tipsy from the wine she had drank. "It feels really exciting doing it in the sea when there may be other people nearby." Mark couldn't agree more and considering they both worked demanding jobs it was decided that they would meet up only on Saturday afternoons and in the spot they had initially met.
As the weeks went by Mark felt a stronger attraction to Louise, and he began to fantasise about her during the week, with his cock itching to be released come the weekend. She hadn't given any indication that she would be interested in more than sex, but Mark was now imagining a future with her and he was determined to find the courage to ask if she felt the same.
Today was that day.
"So are you ready for a swim?" Louise smiled as Mark's face radiated with excitement, his eyes widening and his mouth stretching further into a beaming smile.
"Ha! You bet I am," he said with gusto. He felt his fingers being laced with hers, and they set off to the sea, feeling the cold embrace of the waves as they tickled his feet.
There weren't too many people out today, which was surprising given the sunny conditions. There was a part of him that wanted someone to catch them having sex at the buoy, and he surmised that was one of the reasons Louise liked it too as it made things that bit more daring and sexy.
Mark gave Louise's bum a knowing tap as they waded into the water's depths and they were soon reaching their arms out and pursuing the buoy in the distance ahead.
The cawing seagulls had quietened down and the only sound now was the gentle splashing made by them as they pressed ahead into deeper waters. At around the half-way point, Louise slowed down and came to a stop, treading water and waiting for Mark to catch up to her.
"You're slow today aren't you," she said teasingly as she beamed glowingly at him.
"I didn't know whether to say this or not...." he started as desire coursed through him. "I know you said you -- we -- wanted just something casual, you know.... a bit of fun? Well...."
