Flying is no big deal to me. It isn't to Jessica either. We have both traveled enough in our careers that it isn't a thing. You endure it, get to your destination, and play the gig. Many times, you end up in some cheap motel and get what rest you can only to get up and play again. The road can be exhausting. When you travel alone, it can be downright depressing. You eat alone, sleep alone, and spend all your free time alone. It's a dark cloud sometimes.
But this is different. We aren't going to a gig. We are going on a secluded vacation together. We have nothing to worry about but our own comfort and desires. The flight was uneventful. The view from the plane was spectacular. I dressed in slacks and a polo shirt. Jessica had on a bright blue and yellow sundress, with sandals.
I whispered a question to her.
"Do have on panties?"
Jessica whispered back.
"No. You don't wear panties or a bra with a sundress. It's a law."
I didn't know that about sundresses.
We land and then wait for our luggage. Fortunately, we don't have much. We pick the rental car and drive. The border isn't a problem. Soon, we are closer and closer to our little hideaway. We make it to the little town and get the keys. It won't be long now. My phone gives directions, and this is easy. We pull up and the house really isn't anything special or fancy. But that's what we asked for. We unload the car and go inside to find that it is ready for us.
The groceries have been delivered and we are set. The first thing I want to do is look around. I put on a pair of shorts, Jessica, and I headed out the back door.
You can see, hear, and smell the ocean. We are just a few yards from it. Once on the beach, we look each way. Not another house or soul in sight. A few boats in the distance. It's just us.
Then Jessica looked both ways a couple of times. What is she doing? Suddenly the sundress is up and over her head. Her naked body sprints for the water. I should have known. She is out in the ocean bouncing away and having a ball.
She shouts.
"Roger, you gonna join me or just stand there?"
My shorts and shirt are left with her dress. Warm water and a hot naked girl. We spent about an hour doing this. I'm not sure how long it will be because I left my watch at home. I don't care what time it is or how long we do something. Time means nothing if I am with Jessica.
We dash for the house after playing naked in the ocean. There is an outside shower to rinse away the salt water and sand. We share this and kisses. I hope Jessica packed sunscreen. There are parts of us that haven't seen daylight. Those would be bad places to burn.
Inside we dry off and Jessica speaks.
"What did you order to drink?"
Per my request, there are several bottles of white wine already chilled. One is opened as she finds glasses. The sight of Jessica standing, drinking wine, had me thinking. Thinking about her. This makes a physical manifestation on me which she notices.
Jessica's eyebrows go up and she speaks.
"Well look at you!"
I take her by the hand to a dining chair. I sit and she is made to straddle me. Chair sex is nice because everything is in easy reach. It can be fast or slow as you like. At this moment, it's slow. We'll see who wears who out.
Okay that was great. We then lie on the bed for a time to cool off. This place doesn't have AC. That's fine. Jessica rolls over to face me.
She speaks.
"What about dinner? I'm getting kind of hungry. You worked up my appetite."
I casually speak.
"If you check the fridge, you'll find a selection of local fruits and veggies. I thought that would be to your liking. There might be some cold fried chicken as well."
Jessica rolls off the bed and speaks.
"Pour some more wine Darling. I'll get the food ready."
Did you hear that?? She called me Darling.
That's the first time she has called me that. It's always been Roger. We ate as we swam, naked. The food tastes excellent. It has been a long day of travel. We probably shouldn't overdo it the first day.
Once things are put away, she speaks.
"Wanna go back out and play in the water for sunset?"
The sunset was glorious. So many shades of red, orange, pink and yellow. I never dreamed there could be so many colors. Jessica between my legs and leaning against my chest, we face the setting sun. Such a memory this will be. I hope to make a thousand more just as grand. Night surrounds us and millions of stars. Never have I seen so many. With no lights in the area, it is so much easier to see. I am overwhelmed by it. The sea is smooth. It is hard to tell where the sky ends, and the sea begins. The water reflects all. I feel so small here in this vision of the universe. But at the center of it is Jessica.
The day, the travel and the lateness of the hour finally takes its toll. We are both tired and we have many days to enjoy. An outside shower in the starlight, we towel and go in. Naked, we fall into bed together. Sleep comes fast as we take our places next to one another. I reflect on the day. I have no complaints.
We sleep late. The sun is high already. I suppose we would have slept longer, but you know how coffee people are. I put on some shorts and went to the kitchen. They don't have an espresso machine like I do at home. What they do have is a Moka pot. The little gas stove fires up and soon we have coffee.
Jessica doesn't bother with clothes. No surprise there. I got a very nice good morning kiss.
She speaks.
"Bring the coffee Darling. Let's go outside."
Without one shred of inhibition, Jessica is outside. The sky is the most brilliant cerulean. Its only rival is the ocean. The sea breeze greets us with the scent of salt water. We sat long enough to empty the pot.
I stand, lose my shorts, look at Jessica and speak.
"Morning swim?"
I offer her my hand and we dash across the sand into the surf. Seeing Jessica naked in the morning sun is breathtaking. Yes, I know, I have seen her naked many times. But this. Outside as we frolic in the ocean is different. Now we must be careful. Our St. Louis bodies don't see all this sun. Our work schedule has us up at night. This and we don't spend lots of time outside without clothes. I think Jessica packed suntan lotion. We had best get back to house and have an application.
The morning salt water was stupendous. But back we go and shower it off. Once dried, we apply lotion. I do Jessica first. Since she is nude, she needs an all over coat. I take much delight in this. Then she volunteers to apply it to me. We make some brunch and return to the chairs outside.
I asked Jessica.
"What would you like to do today?"
She sits in the sun wearing only sunglasses, smiles, and responds.
"I would like to hit the water again this morning. Then I want a shower and we'll go inside during the heat of the day. Then I want you on top of me. Sound good?"
I have to say it does. We have a plan. We take the empty plates inside and just as quickly we come back out.
We swim, we play, and we enjoy the water. Don't want to burn. We shower and go inside. There is something cool to drink for us and then we move on to Jessica's plan.
Sex in the middle of the day. Well, we made love really and we took our sweet time about it. Then, we took a short nap. Naps are nice, nicer than I remember them being. We have moved very quickly into vacation mode. Work and all the other stuff has been forgotten. The only thing we have on our minds is here and what we wish to do. Jessica got out of bed. I don't know why. But I stretched out and attempted to return to sleep. Maybe she was thirsty again or hungry. It doesn't matter. We can do what we want. I closed my eyes.
I must have dozed off. There is this buzzing sound that wakes me. Jessica is standing there in the doorway with a towel and the trimmer she had purchased.
She is also wearing a most wicked grin and speaks.
"I told you that you needed a trim job down there. Now, please get up and let me put a towel down. You lie down and let's have some fun."
I was somewhat dubious about this. I think they call it "manscaping". I found it very erotic. Jessica was very careful, and the vibrations had the effect I think she wanted. She spent some time admiring her handy work and moving me around with her hands. You know what that did to me.
Then she speaks.
"Wanna do me?"
You know I did. I've never shaved a girl before. Like Jessica, I tried to be very gentle and very careful. Neither of us were totally hairless but cut close. It allowed me to see woman parts very clearly.
I spoke.
"I want to try this right now."
Jessica's response.
"I was hoping you would."
She was pushed back on the bed and her legs moved apart. I want to see it more closely. Then there were kisses, then licking and more kisses for her new exposed area. She was wet.
"Do it!" she rasped.
The sensation of flesh and flesh was something new for me. It was a fabulous feeling.
"Pound me." She screamed.
I did as she wanted, with all my strength.
Jessica has me on fire. I am passionate about her. She has tried to explain why she is attracted to me. I sort of understand. Before we met, I was on my way to being an old man. You know what I mean? Yes, I was plenty busy. But it was my attitude that was becoming old. I suppose I reached a point where I didn't think women found me attractive. Let's face it. I'm old. And you just give up.
You lock into a lifestyle of work and seclusion. Your own comfort and lack of drama becomes paramount. If I had espresso, work, and a degree of comfort. I didn't care. But then came Jessica. She made it very clear she was attracted to me. That was something else I was unaccustomed to.
The women I have known before, didn't act this way. Once I got through the initial shock of it, the fact that she desired me was overwhelming. I didn't want to lose this with her.
And now, look at me. Frolicking about in the Pacific Ocean, nude with Jessica. She wants me and moreover, I want her. And I'm not talking about sex all the time. I mean living with her. Everyday stuff we do. The music, the cooking, the laundry, the house cleaning, going out to eat and things I have forgotten about. I want to be with her, even if we aren't doing anything. Jessica has me living once more.
