Chapter 18
Siesta
We made our way slowly up the covered walk-way, appreciating its shade and relative coolness, but still found that after our time in the sun the air-conditioning in our room seemed far too cold by comparison.
'I'm sure we would get a bit of a breeze if we opened the door to the balcony Mac. So why not turn off the air-conditioning in the bed-room, then we won't have to cover ourselves while we sleep.' she suggested, adding. 'I'll just go and rinse the rest of the salt out of my bikini, I shan't be more than a minute or two.'
Her idea was both practical and stimulating, and I did that, then stripped off my shorts and quickly finished drying myself before pulling back the bed covers and lying down.
I lay there thinking back over the events of the day, remembering the sound of her happy laughter when we were down in the market, the way she had instantly won the hearts of the men in the cafe with her crude gesture, the way she looked when she'd knotted the scarf around her lovely neck. Then the even more beautiful, excitingly beautiful picture she'd made in the bikini. The way I had seen her when swimming below her, seeing her sensual nakedness. Trying desperately to recall the sensations that had flooded through me when we'd made love out there.
Those thoughts were brought to a sudden halt when she returned from the bath-room, she was proudly and totally unashamedly naked.
The fact that I was too really only struck me when she stopped half way across the room. 'You have a really great body Mac, and I'm so glad you keep it in such good condition. So many men in your position don't bother, they seem to think that money alone is sufficient to attract a woman.' she said as her eyes drifted slowly up and down.
'I'm glad it pleases you darling, though it's not something I consciously work on. I seem to remember you saying that you had been lucky with your genes, I think the same applies to me. But I think quite a few muscles have tightened up since I have met you.' I added with a grin.
She gave that deep-throated laugh that sent tingles running up and down my spine. 'Likewise, and I seem to have developed a few I didn't even know existed before.' she replied as she moved forward and got up and knelt on the bed beside me.
'That siesta, were you planning on dropping off immediately?' she said in a low whisper, as she slowly ran her fingers up my leg. 'Or has that magnificent body still got just a little bit of energy left?' she added as her fingers slid down over my thigh, then up to where my cock and balls limply hung.
'Oh I think we might surprise you.' I replied, reaching up to cup both breasts, then feeling the same tingling that had raced up my spine running through my fingers as they closed around those amazing, silkily firm globes.
Her eyes stared down deep into mine, the light grey colouring taking on a slightly darker hue, and the silvery bronze highlights flashing as our hands moved in unison, hers moving over my stomach, thighs and groin, mine stroking and gently fondling her breasts.
'Close your eyes darling.' she said softly after only a minute or two. 'Now, I want you to think back through what we have done today, I particularly want you to concentrate of things you have seen and then tell me which was the sexiest. Ignore the time when we were actually making love please, that's too obvious. Will you do that for me?' she asked as one hand continued slowly running up and down my inner thigh, the back of it from time to time brushing against my cock and balls.
I did as she'd asked, at first having a great deal of trouble ignoring both the continued tingling sensations coming from my own hands, and what hers were doing to me. But what helped was the fact I'd actually been having such thoughts only a few minutes earlier. 'There are three things that stand out.' I said after a couple of minute's thoughtful silence. 'The first was down in the market, when you bought that scarf and tied it around your neck.'
'Really! What was sexy about that?' she said with obvious surprise.
'Well, you. I mean you already looked gorgeous in that outfit, the pastel colours really complimented your complexion, and it fits you so well, showing off every gorgeous curve. But at that moment you looked so happy. I wanted to hug you so tight right then. And do much more than just hug you.' I added meaningfully.
She laughed softly and gave my leg a quick squeeze. 'I wish I had known that. But now, the others?'
'Obviously one of them was the way you looked in the bikini, I mean, well what can I say. And especially after we had been in the water.' I added. 'While it was still wet, it clung even more tightly to you. Simply mind-blowing!'
'Good, that's what it was meant to do. Now, the last one? And this time try to do better at describing what you saw, and how you actually felt please.'
I fell silent again, that time for a bit longer, my hands dropping away from her as I gathered my thoughts and tried to find the right words to do what she had asked me to. 'OK, here goes, but I don't think I'm very good at this sort of thing.' I said before starting.
'It was before we made love, after I had been out for my swim and was coming back to find you. Remember how I dived under you and came up between your legs?'
'Yes of course I do.'
'Well of course I didn't know you had taken the bikini off, that is until I looked up as I swam underneath you. That's the sexiest of the three.'
'Describe it, and also how you felt darling.'
I closed my eyes and brought the scene back into my head. The image of how she had looked in the water above me was sharp and crisp, but I knew that describing it, and how I had felt at that moment would be difficult.
'Well as I said, I didn't know you had taken the bikini off so seeing you naked was a surprise, and sexually exciting too of course. But there was much more than just the fact that you were naked.' I paused, marshalling my thoughts before continuing. 'I don't know if I can explain this part, but I'll try.
When you watch a large wave curling as it starts to break there are a few moments when, if the sun-light is in the right direction, you get the impression you can see right through it. You may have seen the effect when you have seen newsreel footage of surfers riding down through the tube of a really big wave. I have often seen dolphins riding the surf in towards the shallows, and sometimes, if the angles are just right, for a few moments it doesn't look as though they are swimming, but actually flying, flying through sapphire coloured air. It's magic!
Well when I looked up and saw you above me it was like that. The sun-light was so strong and the water so clear that you looked just like that, looked as though you were moving through some sort of liquid sapphire. But there was more than just that.' I said, pausing for a moment before continuing. 'Normally when you look up through the water at something above you it's just a dark outline of the shape that you see. But, perhaps because the angle of the sun was just right for the light to be refracted the way it was, you looked as though you were being lit from beneath. I could see every detail, crystal sharp.
Of course the first things to catch my eye were your breasts. Their weight pulling them down from your body, but their buoyancy trying to counteract that, the conflicting forces giving them a more spherical shape. And the magnifying effect of the water making them seem even larger than they already are.' I added, remembering only to well the feelings I always got when I felt that silky flesh beneath my fingers. 'They were moving slowly up and down as you swam, and right then I wanted more than anything else in the world to just float up and press my face between them.
But I didn't, my eyes had moved on, down along the rest of your body, seeing the amazingly sensual outline shape of your waist and hips, then your legs, and they are such long, very long legs. And, as they scissored the water, up between them, the dark, matted patch of hair. But, and this is the most amazing, and the most powerfully erotic part, as they kicked, allowing the sun-light to stream down between them, I was convinced I could see the split ridge of your pussy-lips.'
Again I paused, the image too clear for comfort, but, as that was what Hanna had asked me to do, trying to remember exactly what thoughts had gone through my head at that moment. 'Even though I had only a few seconds in which to see you like that, and I could tell from the growing pressure in my lungs that I would soon need to surface for air, I also knew that in those brief moments my body had reacted. And reacted incredibly powerfully. As well as the pressure in my lungs I could feel another, even deeper and stronger pressure inside me, feel the blood pounding through my veins, hear the sound of it throbbing loudly in my ears.
I can't begin to tell you exactly what I thought, other than to say that right then I wanted, no needed you more than anything else in the world.' I said after another, longer pause. 'At one level of my brain the way you looked made me think of you as some sort of magically ethereal being, a mermaid. At another, I just wanted you, needed you, needed to feel my body melding with yours.'
I felt one of her hands briefly pressing lightly against my still closed eyes. 'That was beautiful, romantically poetic darling.' she said in a soft whisper. 'But don't open your eyes yet, try to imagine you are still there, in the water beneath me, looking up at me, and still feeling those needs.' she added as she moved herself up over me.
