The two lovers sit up in bed, backs against their pillows, sipping coffee and listening to the soothing sounds of the beach as the waves roll into shore.
Veronica is looking pensive and then excitedly blurts out, "Let's picnic on the beach today!"
"We haven't even had breakfast yet and I need to eat right now," said James. "I can't wait that long to eat, what with all the prep work and such, but I'm game to pack a lunch and go to the beach after breakfast. We can take the floaties and also catch up on some reading," smiles James. "It makes sense to have a relaxing beach day, having come all this way to enjoy the sea."
"I'm gonna make some French Toast, would you like some" he asks.
Veronica's eyes are beginning to close but she mutters that she will have just one slice.
James puts on some sweat shorts and heads to the kitchen to find all the ingredients - eggs, nutmeg, vanilla, cinnamon and fresh thick bread of course. He looks all over for the maple syrup before realising it is still packed up in a box of non-perishables. After unpacking it all the process of prepping breakfast ensues.
James begins frying bacon, just for himself, as Veronica is vegetarian. He pokes his head inside the bedroom to see she is curled up on her side with her naked and gorgeous slender back exposed. She hears him and surprises him, asking, "What do you want Mr. Carnivore?" Secretly she loves the smell of bacon and wishes she could eat it but will hold firm.
"Oh nothing, I just like looking at you laying there naked and not knowing you are being watched. Ha, Ha!" he says.
"Ohhhh, realllly now?" she says before concealing herself beneath the sheets again. And then she turns over her shoulder and says, "Actually, I don't mind. I think it kinda turns me on."
She can see the bulge in his sweat shorts begin to grow. Veronica enjoys saying and doing things that visibly turn him on and she loves that it does.
James heads back to the kitchen to turn the heat down on the stove. He has mixed all the ingredients together and makes a stack of French toast that sends the scents of vanilla and cinnamon wafting into the bedroom to mix with the salty sea air. That's all Veronica needs to drag herself out of bed.
She is wearing her loose fitting pyjama shorts and a thin camisole, before reaching for her Roots hoodie to throw on top. One foot then the other reach the floor from the waist-high four-poster bed and James can hear her slowly making her way across the bedroom's creaky old pine floors and out to the kitchen.
"Mmmmm, that smells so good," says Veronica. "I was having the weirdest dream. We were all back at the office and I was wearing that red skirt from the company party. I walked into our office room and you couldn't stop looking at me and then at my legs. I was feeling a little objectified yet at the same time flattered that you took an interest in my body," she said.
"Why wouldn't I? asked James. "You have a beautiful body. I love everything about you!" And with that James told Veronica to go out to the deck. "It's so nice out we should have brekkie overlooking the sea," he said. Veronica complied after going to put on her terry cloth robe.
James places the plates on the table before going back inside to get the hot coffees, croissants and jam bought from the local bakery yesterday.
"Save room for the French toast, keeping warm in the oven" said James. The two sat hand in hand, sipping coffee and looking out to the ocean waves rolling in.
"Ahhh it sounds so soothing," says Veronica as she inhales the salty sea air. James lets out a big sigh before also taking in a deep breath. He kisses her hand both on top and then her palm.
"Okay I will go get the main attraction... aside from you of course, haha," he says. Veronica just rolls her eyes and tells him she can't wait to try it.
"Ta da!" he says while placing the plates down with his grinning lobster oven mitts.
"Don't touch the plates, they just came out of the oven," he says before disappearing again and then quickly returning with fresh berries from the local market.
"Okay, so what do you like on your French toast," asks James. "There are berries, cinnamon, shaved chocolate and maple syrup of course. I can go get sugar as well if you like, but I prefer syrup don't you?"
"Ah dunno," says Veronica. "I haven't had French toast in ages. It isn't something I normally make, but yeah usually I'd just have maple syrup and maybe sliced banana I guess."
Veronica then takes her slender index finger and points to each item she wants while James eagerly grabs them and puts them on her French toast. First berries, then syrup followed by some shaved chocolate. As he fills her plate, Veronica lovingly places her arm around his hips and rests her head against his waist.
"Okay all set?" asks James.
"Mmmmm, yes, I think so," says Veronica. And then the lovers commence eating.
"Oh you have a little syrup on your face," she says. "Let me get that." Veronica reaches out and uses her thumb to wipe away the syrup before placing it in his mouth. James sucks hard on her thumb and kisses it on the way out. Afterwards, Veronica puts her thumb near her own mouth and runs her tongue over it suggestively.
"Oh you naughty girl," says James. "Eat up and then let's get changed to go down to the beach. I think today will be a great beach day," he says.
The two get changed. James watches Veronica in the bathroom as she adjusts her sunflower yellow and white striped bikini bottoms to sit perfectly on her gorgeous derriere. Then Veronica adjusts her beautiful perfect breasts to sit nicely inside her matching bikini top that allows for a great deal of side viewing and also highlights her now very hardened and sizable nipples.
James feels things stirring down below and quickly heads to the kitchen to grab some Cape Cod chips and a bottle of water to take to the beach. Well, it isn't actually water. James has another surprise. He has filled the water bottle with champagne.
