My name is Emma, and I want to share with you what happened to me on my Caribbean Vacation. I will start by telling you about myself. I am in my early 40's stand 5'7 tall, have long brown hair and ice blue eyes, and I work in a rather stuffy Law Office. I was married to Sean for almost 10 years when our relationship ended, that's when I decided to treat myself, to what I think was, a long overdue vacation. So, I figured that I would fulfill my dream of going to the Caribbean. It took me several months to plan out the details of my trip; I planned everything down to the smallest detail, including a full itinerary for the 4 days I would be there. I wanted to be sure I would be able to do everything I wanted. Which is a nice change of pace from married life.
I took a flight to Atlanta then a direct flight out of Atlanta going to Trinidad and Tobago, the day my divorce was final. Once I landed, I picked up my rental car and made the beautiful drive to Charlottesville, where I had rented a bay cottage. The location was astounding, the cottage was on the edge of a rainforest, right on the bay; just the type of place I needed to recoup and regroup. I didn't even bother to unpack; I just grabbed my bikini and headed straight into the water.
The beach is deserted, just what I was hoping for when I booked someplace off the tourist path. The water feels amazing and I can't get over how clear it is, back home you can't see more than 10 feet in front of you, here it seems like you can see forever, I can't wait to dive here. So I finished up my swim and headed in for a shower. The cottage had this amazing outdoor shower that brought out the exhibitionist in me. I must have been in there for at least an hour, because by the time I was done, the sun had begun to set. So, I grabbed a sundress from my bag and headed into town to find some place to grab dinner.
In town I found this quaint little place, I could hear the music from outside, so I decided to head in. It had a small bar that nobody was sitting at, so I pulled up a stool and had a seat. The bartender came up and introduced herself. "Hello there, my name is Steebeth; would you care for a drink?"
"Hi Steebeth, I would love a drink. What would you recommend?" I asked
"Would you like to try an Island Punch? It's one of my favorites." Steebeth replied
"Sure why not." I answered "By the way Steebeth is a very interesting name, if you don't mind me asking, what does it mean?"
"I don't mind at all, it is a Trinidad name that means Great Beauty," she said.
And a great beauty she was. She was about 5'5, long brown hair that went right over a nice round ass and small perky breasts and in the air conditioning it was very obvious that she was not wearing a bra. I proceeded to order my dinner, and Steebeth and I got to talking. She was born and raised on the island and she told me of a great cove to do snorkeling at, she said it was out of the way so it was usually deserted. Before I left she wrote down the directions to the cove and I decided that I would go there in the morning. I headed back to the cottage for a good night's sleep.
In the morning I was awaken by the sounds of the surf and the birds in the fields behind my cottage. I had a light breakfast, put on my bikini and sarong. I then grabbed my snorkel gear and towel and headed on my way. When I arrived I was awe struck by the beauty and isolation of this cove. Without even a second thought I hit the water. This bay had some of the most amazing reefs I have ever seen, the marine life way so bright and colorful, I loved it. After exploring the reef for a bit, I figured it was time to take a break so I swarm back to the beach to catch some sun.
When I reached my towel I figured since I was the only one around, and it was such a secluded location, I decided to ditch my suit and try for an all over tan. I must have dozed off or something because I was startle awake by the sound of a familiar man's voice saying "Can I join you?"
Without opening my eyes, I answered "I don't mind, after all it's not my beach." I joked
The familiar voice replied "Of course it's not yours, it's mine."
Surprised I opened my eyes and began to apologize, but when I saw the face of the man I could no longer speak. I knew the voice was familiar, but I was shocked when I saw that the man behind the voice was Parker. Parker and I had an on again and off again fling before I met my now ex-husband. I was so surprised to see him that I jumped up and gave him a hug, completely forgetting that I wasn't wearing anything.
After the hug Parker took a step back and gave me a once over and said, "Emma you look even better that I remembered, and still quite the exhibitionist I see."
"Oh my God!" I said as I reached for my towel, "I'm sorry, I was just so happy to see you. How's your wife?"
"Good I guess, we're been divorced for a few years now. How's Sean?" he asked.
I held up my left hand showing no wedding ring, while saying, "I wouldn't know."
We both laughed for a moment and then just stood there kind of awkwardly for a minute when I had to ask, "What did you mean you beach?"
"Well after my divorce I came down here for some rest and relaxation, and I liked it so much I stayed," Parker answered. "I see you still dive," noticing the snorkel and mask, "Would you like a buddy? I have been diving here for years and you love to show you some of my favorite spots," he continued
"That would be great, but I can only snorkel, I couldn't bring all my gear on the plane," I said
"Perfect, because this is all I have with me." Parker said while pointing to his snorkel gear laying on the beach. "Let's go."