Danielle had just graduated from college with a degree in education. She was 23, a virgin, and had decided to take a vacation in the Bahamas before she started her new career. One day when she was out driving around, seeing the countryside, smoke started pouring from under the hood of her rental car. Immediately, she jumped out of the car and ran across the road. Not looking, in her panic, she ran right in front of an oncoming car. The driver swerved to miss her and she dove into the ditch. She was almost afraid to look when she heard the tires screeching and the engine die. A man ran over and started apologizing for nearly running her over and asking if she was all right. Danielle started to cry, mostly in relief that neither of them seemed to be hurt. The tall, blonde, muscular man pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair, telling her everything was going to be okay. When Danielle finally calmed down she pulled away from him; a complete stranger, with his hands on her!
Looking over his shoulder she saw that her car had stopped smoking. After quick introductions, Mitch cautiously opened the hood of the car and then told Danielle that her radiator hose was blown. He didn't live far and offered to take her to his place to call a tow truck. There really was no other option so Danielle climbed in the front seat of Mitch's Porsche. Porsches had always been her favorite car and this was the first time she'd ever ridden in one. Delicately, she ran her fingers over the leather seats and across the dash. Mitch couldn't help but notice her long fingers and small wrists. And the fact that there were no rings on any of those delicious fingers didn't escape his attention either.
They arrived at Mitch's house in less than five minutes and Danielle was a little disappointed that she couldn't just sit in the car for a while longer, but she didn't want to sound like a fool so she got out and followed him inside. Three phone calls later, Mitch told Danielle that there had been a huge accident involving twenty cars and all the tow trucks in town were working on that, so they didn't expect to be able to get to her until morning. Danielle had been driving all day and her hotel was on the other side of the island. She didn't feel right about asking Mitch to drive her all that way so when he offered to let her stay with him for the night she thought about it very hard. To give her a minute to think, Mitch went to get them some drinks. When he returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses he led her out to the balcony.
"You can have my bed. I'll sleep on the couch," he smiled.
"All right, thank you, Mitch. I really appreciate it," she smiled back.
The view from the balcony was breath taking. The house sat right on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. The sun was just setting on the horizon in deep red and orange hues. Waves crashed against the rocks below in a soothing and hypnotic rhythm. When Mitch handed her a glass of wine she notice for the first time just how deep blue his eyes were. She stared at them, mesmerized for a minute, until the call of a bird broke her trance. Embarrassed, she turned away to watch the sunset. She became lost in her thoughts and she felt Mitch standing behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist and his lips brushed against her ear. So softly, he kissed her skin. His hands slowly moved up the front of her blouse to the top button. Lightly he kissed her neck. The button unhooked. She felt his warm breathe on her cheek. Another button released. He nibbled gently on her shoulder. A third button popped.
"Danielle, did you hear me?" Mitch asked rather loudly.
Shocked, she snapped back to reality. A deep blush engulfed her and she apologized for being lost in her thoughts.
"It's okay. I do that out here a lot too," he smiled. "It's getting late and I want to jump in the shower before I hit the sofa. Follow me and I'll show you the bedroom."
Danielle followed him, chastising herself for fantasizing. She'd been doing that a lot lately, especially when she saw a handsome man. Mitch was definitely handsome, by anyoneβs standards. And he was very sweet and she imagined he would be a gentle lover. She just knew he was the kind of man she wanted to make love to her for the first time. She'd given up on the idea of waiting until marriage and had decided she was missing out on a major life experience and actually had hoped that she might meet someone here while she was on vacation. She was very horny after her balcony fantasy and watching the muscles ripple under Mitch's tight black tank top as he walked was not helping!
He showed her the bedroom and the bathroom, which was just down the hall. Then he grabbed some clean clothes and excused himself to take his shower.