Day 2
Kara woke me u p the next morning carrying a plate of fruit and two cups of coffee. She told me that Don had ordered them for us and started to giggle. I blushed still a little embarrassed from the night before which made her laugh harder. She sat the plate of fruit down and ran into the living room and came back with the package that the hostess had promised informing us of all the activities on the island. I got tickled myself when I thought of what I did last night and bet that wouldn't be in the list of things to do. I grabbed my robe from the foot of the bed and slipped it on. Kara came in and flopped down on the bed with the packet. We looked through various brochures, surfing instruction, snorkeling, shopping, restaurants, spa packages, horse back riding, deep sea fishing. There were so many activities available that I didn't know which one I wanted to do first. Kara wanted to learn to surf; I pondered the idea and thought it might be fun so we called the front desk to see if it was available today. The hostess set us up with two instructors and all items necessary for the lessons. We were to meet our instructors in an hour on the west beach.
As I was looking though my luggage to find a bathing suit and all I could locate were three string bikinis one black, red and turquoise blue. I was standing there looking at my skimpy supply when Kara came into the room. She could see the confusion on my face as I tried to decide which one would cover more. She picked up the turquoise suit and threw it at me. I told her that I had never worn anything this small in public before and was a little taken back by just the thought. She laughed and told me that I would look fabulous in them and to hurry up and get changed we didn't have much time to get there. I wiggled into the tiny swim suit and slid on a pair of shorts and T-shirt. I met Kara on the deck and we headed off to the west side of the island.
The ride to the beach was a little bumpy however, the views were spectacular. The ocean was a beautiful shade of aqua and the beaches where white. When we arrived at the west beach we found four surf boards standing in the sand and two handsome young locals sitting in the sand waiting for us. As we approached, the two men got up and came to greet us. The older of the two was named Todd, he was no older than twenty two, had long black hair that was tied back in a ponytail, and a magnificent body. Both were tan, slender and very athletically built. Standing in the sunlight the water glistened off of their rippled chest and I didn't know if I was going to be able to concentrate on anything other than their looks. Kara chose the younger one named Jeff he looked like he could have easily been Todd's little brother.
We headed down to the water and the boys began to give us tips on how to "pop-up" on a board. I tried to listen but my eyes kept trailing all over this sexy man. I couldn't stop looking him up and down. They told us to pick a board and head into the water. I was a little scared because I had no idea what they just talked about and was afraid that I would look like a fool. Todd told me that Kara and Jeff were going to go down the beach a little ways so that we wouldn't be bumping into each other during the lessons. I pulled of my T-shirt and shorts and grabbed a board and headed into the water. When we got about waist deep or so, Todd told me to mount the board. He came up behind me and placed his hands on my waist to help boost me up on the board. I loved the way his hands felt on my bare flesh. Once I was on the board and sitting straddled on it, he stood beside me and told me that the hardest part of surfing was to find the perfect wave. He talked about all different kinds of waves and how to approach them. I was still distracted a little by his beautiful face and, his deep dark brown eyes and his sexy accent. He showed me how to paddle out and how to stand on the board. That was more difficult than I expected, it wasn't as easy as they made it sound. He was expecting me to just "pop up" like toast out of a toaster, yea right. After several failed attempts I finally got the hang of it.
We paddled out a little farther and I could notice the waves were a little bigger. I tried to catch a wave like he told me but it was a failed attempt with me landing hard in the water. This was something that would take more than a day to perfect and I wasn't sure that it was something I wanted to spend a lot of time doing. I tried several more times and all ended with the same fate: me in the water wishing we had found something else to do today. Todd suggested that we take a break after seeing the frustration on my face. We paddled a little ways back into shore. He told me that he was going to put up his board and would be right back. As he walked to shore I couldn't help but think that this man looked like a god walking out of the ocean onto the beach. He was beautiful with the water glistening off him.
He returned and asked if he could join me on my board. I said yes and with little effort he slid right on behind me. We began to talk about how beautiful it was on this island and he began to tell about some of the hidden spots on the island that only the locals knew about. I was intrigued and asked if he would be available to show me around the island one day during our stay. He told me that he would love to. He also told me that he was a masseuse here on the island and that he could give the best massages for a hundred mile radius. I told him that sounded really good right about now, he laughed and asked me if I wanted a demonstration. I said yes and he began to rub my back right here on the surf board. It felt amazing, his young strong hands rubbing all over my back and around to my flat belly and then back up to my shoulders. I began to sigh and moan with each new section as he caressed and rubbed it. Massages have always been my weakness.
