Naya stood on the beach. The waves softly caressed her ankles. She could hear the call of sea birds and the warmth of the sun felt good on her body. This was exactly what she needed. All season long she had cooked, cleaned tables and set out place settings for other people. She did the laundry for strangers and cleaned up after them. A few days to pamper herself would be good.
Naya stepped further and further out into the water. The cool waves slowly licking at her legs made her wish she had someone to enjoy her vacation with. Oh well.
She stopped just short of her body entering the water. Each wave bumped and brushed her crotch. It was a little bit of attention to something that had been ignored for too long. Slowly she slipped the rest of the way into the water; the ocean accepting her and embracing her. It was almost like several hands rubbing and caressing her from the breasts down to her feet.
Naya looked around. It was the off season so the water was empty and there were only a few locals far up the beach. She slid her hand into her bathing suit bottoms. Just a quick hello while everything felt right. She slid her hand up and down massaging her mound and outer lips. The waves felt stronger now, almost like they were joining her. She took a cautionary step back towards the shoreline.
When Naya was sure the waves weren't going to knock her over she started rubbing herself again. This time she slipped a couple of fingers inside herself. She was warm and slick. She massaged herself gently. This wasn't to make herself cum, she could do that later. This was to help her relax and enjoy the environment.
The ocean seemed to pull and push at her hand. It was providing a rhythm for her and she graciously accepted it. The tide pulled her hand slightly out and pushed it back in. Naya's fingers absently stroked the inside of her pussy. The tide started to become more aggressive, bringing her back.
When her eyes focused, she noticed a young man swimming in her direction. Quickly, Naya corrected her suit and then began floating closer to the beach.
"Miss, are you alright?" The young man had followed her to the beach. He looked concerned.
"Yes, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" Naya wrapped herself in her towel. She knew she had a slim attractive body with firm medium breasts and a flat stomach. Naya just didn't want to be that exposed to a stranger.
"You looked troubled, like you might cry." The stranger explained.
Naya looked at him. His eyes were so blue. They stood out against his deeply tanned skin and sun-bleached hair. His muscles softly whispered under his skin. She could feel herself getting turned on.
"No, I was just meditating, sort of. The ocean is so comfortable that sometimes it's the only place I can focus and relax." She didn't know why she was explaining herself to him. He was probably just like all the other surfer jerks she had dated.
"Well," she tucked her light brown hair behind her ear. "I think I am going to head back to my cabin. Uh, thank you for your concern but I am fine, really."
He looked at her like he wasn't sure whether to believe her or not. "Tell you what, let me buy you dinner tonight. Once I know you're really okay, I'll leave you alone." He smiled at her.
"And if I say no?" She didn't want to say no but asked to see what his answer would be.
"If you say no, then I am going to follow you back to your cabin and stalk you the rest of your stay," he threatened playfully.
"Hm, that is a hard decision." Naya smiled at him. He didn't sound or act like the numerous surfer jerks or spoiled rich boys she was used to. He felt genuine and sincere.
"So, where were you thinking for dinner? Careful, what you say will strongly influence my decision." Naya flirted back.
He laughed. "I know a local place that serves the best shrimp tacos."
"Sold," her eyes widened. "I love shrimp tacos."
"So dinner is your decision then?" he looked into her eyes. "I was kind of hoping I could stalk you for a bit," he shrugged. There was a playful tone to his voice. He was flirting too. Naya couldn't help but smile.
"Let's see how dinner goes. The stalking might still be an option."
His face lit up. "My name is Casp."
"I'm Naya. It's nice to meet you, Casp."
"Likewise," Casp smiled at her. "How about we meet at the skate shop." He pointed up the beach behind him.
"What time?"
"Four thirty too early?" he asked after a moment.
"No, I'm ok with an early dinner."
"Me too. That will give us time to get ice cream too, so long as I don't scare you off." He quickly picked up her beach bag and handed it to her.
"Four thirty at the skate shop." Naya felt excitement stir inside of her. "Everything else will depend on how scary you are."
"Sounds good." Casp started walking away.
Naya looked down at her phone. It was just now two o'clock. She had enough time to shower and change. She walked back to her cabin feeling a bit of nervousness but excited as well.
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It was four thirty and Naya stood on the board walk outside the shop. She had showered and changed. Her room was a mess, her clothes scattered everywhere. She had tried on all of the clothes she had brought, finally settling on a pink sundress and white sandals. Naya had pulled her hair back into a loose braid to keep it from blowing in the ocean breeze.
Just when she was afraid he had stood her up, Casp appeared out of the crowd. He wore a light blue button-up shirt and dark jeans. His bleached hair was lightly spiked. Naya felt herself becoming aroused again.
"Sorry I am late. I think I got stuck behind every slow person on the boardwalk." Casp apologized.
"It's okay. I haven't been waiting long." She accepted his apology.
"Wow! Naya, you look amazing!" Casp exclaimed as he looked her up and down.
"Thank you," she felt herself blush. "You look very handsome as well. I like the hair." She carefully reached up and poked at the spikes.
Casp laughed. "Thanks. It was doing its own thing so I jus went with it." He turned and offered his arm. Naya slipped her arm in his and they walked down the boardwalk.
