The day started out slowly, the sun rose over the sea in the east, reflecting wildly on the water briefly, before rising into the clear blue morning sky. It was early, summer, and there was hardly a breath of wind as she stood on the deck of the yacht looking out at the sunrise, while she sipped on the coffee in a mug she held with both hands...
The bay was remote where the yacht rode gently in the swell. Riding up and down slowly with the rising and falling of the waves. No other human being was around for miles, or so the travel brochure had promised them. so she was quite comfortable standing there in a long long-sleeved T-shirt of her man, his smell still on it from their day the day before.
She put the mug down on a whim, and stepped quickly out of the shirt exposing her bronzed body once more to the sun. There were no tan lines, she like tanning naked. Made sense to her. Her long blonde hair fluttered gently over her full breasts in the breeze off the sea, and she stepped to the edge of the deck and dived headlong into the water.
She swam lazily around the boat taking it slowly and appreciating the sensuous feeling the water made as it passed around her body.
She felt a slight tingle as she remembered the night they had arrived on the yacht and sailed the yacht together to this bay. And she suddenly had a tingling heat pass through her body, in spite of the cool morning water she was swimming in.
She got around the yacht and reached up and grabbed the ladder, pulling herself back on deck, dripping water all over the deck. Without a thought she lay down on the towel that was spread on the roof of the wheel house and stretched out her body to get every bit of it exposed to the sun.
Her thoughts went back to the night they arrived, and she began to rub her hands all over her stomach and up over her breast, her nipple leaping to an erect position, almost at command. Her other hand went down and began to play with her hair and she slipped a finger in between her legs... then a second. She wasn't aware that her man was watching her, and he was naked too, and he was aroused.
He stood quietly watching her, holding himself in his hand and gently rubbing himself, smiling quietly.