We sat on the beach waiting for the fireworks to start. The sun was going down behind us as we watched the waves beat against the shore. I brought down a blanket for us to sit on, while Jon brought the food and drinks. I laughed as he fed me sushi and told me about his new job he was about to start in August.
We were sitting on the private beach behind my new house waiting for the fireworks to begin on the island across the water. I had a large beach blanket spread out and we were lying across it eating a cold dinner and enjoying a great bottle of Californian wine. The view, complete with a perfect sunset, was amazing and worth every penny I spent to get the large piece of land.
My nearest neighbor was hundreds of yards away on each side and I liked it that way. The property had security gates all around it and I had a pack of Rottweilers to "protect" me. They were more like area rugs than watch dogs. They still looked impressive when people came to the gates. Now they played with each other at the water's edge, splashing in the waves as they licked the shore.
The Tiki torches added a soft glow to the sand as the sun nestled in its western bed for the night. Jon commented to me as to how their light made my eyes sparkle. He reached over for a piece of cheese and his hand brushed against my inner thigh. I let out a soft "mmm" and he did it again deliberately. I smiled and slid my hand on his bare leg and slightly up the leg of his shorts. I caressed his thigh and he did the same to me. He leaned over towards me and we kissed as the first round of fireworks went off.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked me. I shook my head yes and placed my hand on tent in his shorts. He kissed me again and slid his hand under the material of my tank top. His fingers were soon working on getting my nipple to pay attention to him and I could feel myself begin to get hot and wet.
We kissed some more and his hand slid down to my shorts. I freed him and he sprang out of his boxers like a soldier caught doing something wrong by his commanding officer. He was at attention and already nice and hard. I took an ice cube from my drink and rubbed it all over his silky head. The shock from the cold stunned him for a second but once he got used to it, he loved it.
"Good lord that's cold." He said.
"Shh or I won't finish" I told him with a smile. I knew that he rated his dates by their ability to give head and I wanted to show him that I was the best he was ever going to have. He leaned back and I started to lick the underside of his shaft. I began to suck on the extra loose skin under the base of his head and I could feel him grabbing at the blanket and trying not to let me know that I was driving him nuts. I stopped what I was doing for a second and he begged me to continue. As I sucked him off like a pro, his hand slipped up the leg of my shorts and he slid a finger into my soaking wet hole.
