Chapter 10 - Natalie
Note: All characters in this story involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older
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After Natalie called to me, I curiously looked around the beach. I then looked at her, pointing to myself with an innocent look on my face. She laughed and nodded.
"Yes,
you!
" she exclaimed, waving me over. "Come here!"
Well, how could I resist
any
kind of invitation from her? I smiled happily as I walked over to her.
"Wow," I said. "What a coincidence seeing you here."
"I know, right?" she responded with a slight grin. "You here to hang out in the water or to get some sun? You look like you could use it."
"
Good
one," I replied in a playfully sarcastic tone, causing her to chuckle. "I'm surprised you don't have a plastic bucket and shovel to make sand castles. Did you leave them at home?"
"Wow, you're funny, aren't ya?" she said with a cheeky smirk. She then looked me over and thought to herself a moment before continuing. "... Hey, why don't you hang out with me for a bit? I've never gotten to talk to you, like, ever."
"Dunno," I said as I looked around. "I've got so many places be, things to do..."
"Aw, seriously? Are you
really
going to make me beg?" She stuck her bottom lip out, pouting ever so cutely at me. I could definitely say I was already getting to like her.
"Oh, all right. I never could resist a woman's charms."
"Good to know," she replied with a devious smirk as she watched me kneel down to drape my towel out on the sand beside hers.
I then kicked my feet out in front of me, landing on the towel with my butt. I quickly laid on my side, casually posing for her with a sly smirk.
She laughed. "Very cute."
"Why, thank you," I replied with a comical grin. She then chuckled wryly.
"You know, you don't look so bad with your shirt off," she remarked, idly laving her tongue against her lip.
Of course, I couldn't wait to get in the quick return compliment. Best to strike while the iron was hot, and mine was getting pretty hot already.
"I can easily say the same about
you
."
She chuckled again, almost as though she was expecting that response. She then picked up a bottle of suntan lotion and began to rub it into her arm.
"So," she said, "tell me a little about yourself. I don't even know your name."
"The name's Anthony. I'm just a guy, I guess. There's not much to say about me. I just like to hang with friends, play video games. ... I also like candlelight dinners and long walks on the beach," I added, suggestively raising my eyebrows up and down.
"I can tell you're the joker of the class, too," she remarked as she cocked a smirk at me. She rubbed the lotion onto her belly and then her legs. "Most of the time I hear that loud girl behind you bitching about
something
you did."
I casually shrugged. "That sounds like me. But, she and I have a weird, little dynamic going on. We just have fun getting on each others' nerves."
"That
is
weird." She then casually dropped the bottle by her side. She scooted further down the towel, laid on her back and closed her eyes.
She was pretty far away from the watery playground which was the ocean. I supposed that made sense, seeing as how she was more interested in trying to soak up the sunlight. The position she laid in allowed me to freely gaze over her mind-blowing, shimmering body. There was no way she didn't do that to me on purpose.
She was wearing a small, green, two-piece bikini that gave the impression that she was trying to show off that gorgeous body of hers. The bikini itself was tied in knots around her hips and behind her back. It very easily got my mind going as I imagined untying the flimsy cloths off of her.
Oh, how envious I was on that tiny green bikini separating me from those absolutely spectacular orbs of hers.
She then peered an eye open and looked at me. "Don't stop talking now," she implored. "I don't want to be bored."
"I see!" I replied with a laugh. "It's all about you, huh?"
She smirked and closed her eyes. "It
always
is."
She reminded me a bit of Jennifer. Although, Jennifer wasn't usually as...
self-confident
as Natalie seemed to be.
"So, what brings
you
here, anyway?" I asked. She sighed and shook her head in annoyance.
"Right now I'm waiting for my lazy-ass friend to come join me, but she's taking her sweet time. The two of us are going to tan for a bit and then we're going to a photo shoot in a couple hours."
"Photo shoot?"
"Yeah," she replied with a nonchalant shrug. "Some talent agency is looking at me right now. They want me to do modeling."
"That really
doesn't
surprise me," I remarked as I gazed over her figure. "And they're not the only ones looking at you right now."