It was a hot summer day at the beach, not scorching heat, but enough to bring tiny droplets of perspiration to my brow. The gentle breeze off the ocean offered sweet relief. The mist cooled my face as I gazed down the deserted sandy strip. Waves crashing as the tide slowly made its way toward shore. The stress from the last couple of weeks was slowly slipping away. I was here on vacation alone, due to the fact that my girlfriend of 8 years had decided to clean the pool boy. My business as a financial consultant was taking its toll on my sanity. Was it my fault that the stock market was tanking again?
"It is time for a change"
, I thought to myself.
"I am only 42. I can start a new career or sell the business and retire early before I have a midlife crisis."
That's when I saw her.
She was sitting on the wet beach, her face pointing upward toward the sun. Her perfect bottom sinking into the sand as the tide swirled around. She was leaning back on her hands and her shapely legs were posed as if a photographer was directing her every move. The arch of her foot was raised and her toes were in the sand. The turquoise bikini was barely covering her gorgeous ample breasts. Her sweet, young, tanned body was flawless.
I thought this was a private beach. That is what the real estate agent said! Not that I am complaining.
"I could stare at her all day!"
It occurred to me, I was staring! Could she see me? I was partially obscured by the dunes. Could she see the bulge that was growing in my pants? If she sees me, will she think I am just a perverted old man trying to sneak a peek?
My questions were answered when she looked my way. She smiled and waved me over. A little embarrassed and a little difficult to walk with an erection, I made my way to her spot on the sand. She said "Hi my name is Delilah". (
"Wow, he is a hottie, especially for an older man. Tall, distinguished, nice body, I bet he works out!! And that package looks huge! I want to see more!")
"My name is John, nice to meet you Delilah, Did you know you are trespassing on a private beach?"
("What was I saying? Was I trying to scare her away? This chick is smoking hot and with the way her eyes are checking me out below the waist, she is definitely interested! Don't blow this opportunity dude! No pun intended!")
She said, "I am sorry, I didn't know. I was surfing and saw this deserted spot and wanted to get away from the crowd. Do you want me to leave?"