She felt the stresses of the past couple of weeks gradually melt away as she slowly and purposefully rubbed silky oil in her skin...her long slender arms, letting it drip from her shoulders and watching it quickly run down thru the middle of her chest to her abdomen.
The sun was blissfully warm and with a gentle warm breeze blowing from across the waves, she found herself cupping her eyes from the sun's glare with her hands to view the sandy scene around her – checking just how private this beach really was.
It was a private beach – or so she had been assured by the old lady owner. She had rented out the cottage just up on top of the hill overlooking the sandy beach from an old friend she'd known for years, after things started falling apart in her personal life back home in the city and the pressures of work just got too much to handle. She'd been at breaking point...unrealistic expectations and deadlines from a demanding boss, overbearing & queen of manipulating mother from the other side of the state and an emotionally retarded fiancé who's refusal to set down directions and goals in his life – not to mention, a wedding date! She'd finally had enough and after a not so glamorous exit and refusal to accommodate their BS a minute longer, she packed her bags, loaded her car and set off down the highway; all the while, ringing her long-time friend to see if she'd be welcome to stay at their holiday house for a few days. Her friend happened to be out of town for a month but assured her that if she contacted her mother (the old lady owner), the house would be free for her personal use for as long as she needed it.
Four hours later, she arrived at her destination, being greeted by nothing short of a breath of fresh air as she got out of her car and surveyed her surroundings. Hilly tree top ranges, windy roads and an occasional glimpse of blue ocean and long windy stretches of sand and rock pools as far as the eye could see. She parked her car at the gate of the holiday cabin she'd been directed to over the phone by the old lady.
"Electricity & hot water should still be connected, and you'll most likely find chopped wood in the furnace leftover from the family's earlier stay a few months ago. Make yourself at home, love! I'll be sending my son up with a basket of goodies to tide you over till you get to the grocery store tomorrow since everything will be closed today for the public holiday. If you need anything, be sure to let him know when he gets there and he'll be happy to help you out..."
The cabin was picturesque from one of those movies where it's all nestled away in the woods and you knew you'd get all the privacy you'd ever need because it was unlikely anybody would ever find you in a hurry. It was perfect for her!
After unloading her car quickly, she found her towel and headed down the partially overgrown path to the beach from the back court yard of the cabin...
And so she found herself stretched out on her beach towel a few yards from the water's edge. She realized once she'd arrived, that she hadn't bought a swimming costume but she rationalized to herself that being a private beach and all, there wouldn't be anybody around for her to offend if she dared to strip down to nothing and enjoy the sun. And so she did.
Nervously looking around, up and down the beach line, she quickly removed her shoes, stockings, skirt, blouse, bra and panties. Immediately she felt re-energized and gloriously lazy as she lay back on her towel soaking up the rays, the oily film over her body glistening in the sun.
She perched up on her elbows, cupping her eyes with her hands searching for any sign of life nearby...wondering if she dared to take a dip in the water. Seeing no one, she got to her feet and walked over to the water's edge, feeling the squelch of the wet sand through her toes with each step, the warm wind whipping gently across her naked body.
She gingerly dipped her foot into the water's edge and then quickly drew it back with a slight gasp escaping from her lips. The water was cool to touch but she knew with the sun beating down on her nakedness, it wouldn't be long before she would start to burn so she made herself walk several meters out from the water's edge till it was up to her thighs and then holding her breath, she dove in, immersing her entire body under the surface. As she broke thru the surface gasping for air, she gave herself a moment or two to stay under the surface and realized just how much she enjoyed the feeling of being in the clear blue water on her skin.
She dipped her head back, letting the water shape her hair away from her face...the sun shining on her, still as warm as when she was standing on the beach. She closed her eyes, lay back and allowed the gentle current to play with her as she relished in the exquisite feeling of pure indulgence...sheer relaxation....
Suddenly the voice of a man cut thru the sounds of the water lapping and breeze blowing.
"HEY!! You ok out there??...Do you need any help??..."
She quickly got to her feet but in an instant realized her missing attire and the level of the water was only coming up to her waistline. Embarrassed, she brought her arms up across her chest before sinking back into the water. She looked up, glinting at the man on the shoreline thru half closed eyes, trying to keep out the sun's glare. He was smiling at her. She could make out a younger looking man – possibly slightly younger than herself, olive tan tones all over his well chiseled body and he had dark hair and dark features to match. He was wearing long shorts, a hat and thongs. And that was all.
She tried not to stare at this obviously attractive man and was furiously searching her brain for a way to explain herself out of the situation he had found her in.
"Um, no...thank you, but no...I'm just taking a dip,...or rather that is, having a swim...I'm so sorry...I thought there wasn't anybody around. I mean, that is, I was told there wouldn't be anyone around for miles..."
'Oh my God, this is so embarrassing...' she was muttering to herself whilst trying to stay immersed in the water, and wondering exactly how she was going to get back to her towel and salvage any of her remaining dignity.
She could hear faintly the man was chuckling and when she looked up she could see he was trying to remain composed...for her sake.
She looked up and saw him walking over to where her pile of clothes lay in an unceremonious heap. He picked up her towel, shook the sand off it and made his way back to the water's edge, where he turned around with his back to her.
