There he was standing in the sunset, which he did at the end of a long hard day's work, with his shirt off and his tanned skin glistening in the sun. He was looking out on the ocean longing to bathe his hot and sweaty body in the salty, clear water. He has worked so hard and long on this renovation and every day at this time I go to my window to look at him. I have dreamt of him every night for so long, my body aches and my heart yearns for him. I am an admirer from afar and tonight like any other night I will go to bed and dream of him.
My dreams are getting more vivid and real, so as I can smell him, feel him and taste him, like he is really with me. I see him standing there and quietly walk up behind him all the while admiring his near naked body, his work built arms and the firmness of his ass, his broad and muscular shoulders. I reach out to touch him feeling the heat that the sun has put on his skin as it burns like a passion.
I breathe deeply of his manly scent and run my hands down his rippled back moving closer to feel him near me, softly kissing his shoulders. He turns and smiles as though he were expecting me and runs his hand up my bare arms to push aside a loose strand of hair that has fallen over my face. He hypnotizes me with his eyes, bends towards me to give the softest whisper of a kiss on my lips. My breath freezes in my lungs and my head begins to spin. I feel faint.
He holds on tighter and I can feel the taught muscles of his legs and stomach against me, his hot breath and gentle nibbles on my neck. I can feel myself melting in his embrace. He lifts me and carries me over to a soft grassy patch all the while never taking his gaze from me and lays me down.
He runs his hands through my hair and lets it fan over the grass still kissing me softly on the face and down my neck. I can contain myself no longer, I have to touch him. His chest is so firm and warm and I can feel his heart thumping and feel his quick breaths. He undoes my blouse slowly and licks each new piece of flesh presented to him.