On a recent afternoon, I went down to the local beach for a quick swim and bodysurf after work. It was summer and the days were hot, however there was a strong onshore wind and I didn't expect a great deal from the waves. When I got there, I wasn't surprised. Worse, there were strong currents and the water was soupy with small 'cornflake' seaweed. Nevertheless, I went in, thinking getting thrown around by the waves would be a good antidote to my busy day in the office.
I was the only one in the water and was having quite a nice time surfing the quick breaks when I could get them. I had to work hard not to get pulled out in rips. After a little while, two women came along with their dogs and came into the water a little way from me. I felt a little responsible as they may have thought it was a safe place as I was swimming there, however it didn't feel that way to me at all.
I am in my forties and reasonably fit. These women were in their mid 20s I guessed and had lovely voluptuous bodies from what I could see from the distance and in spite of my short sightedness. It appeared to me that one of the women was pregnant, not very far along but her body was singing in its ripeness. She had a lovely little swell to her belly and her breasts, nicely held in a halter neck bikini top, were like firm, ripe mangoes. Her whole body screamed of womanliness. It was difficult to take my eyes off her. I didn't want to be a perv but she was lovely to behold.
After some time I went into the beach, mentioning to the women in passing that it was very rippy. They laughed and acknowledged it. My delight was not reduced on seeing the pregnant woman closer up. I stood on the beach for a while on the pretence of watching the waves but really watching them. Then I walked up off the beach to the small carpark and the outdoor showers. Whilst I was showering in one of the two showers, I was delighted when the women from the beach came and showered in the other shower. These are just two shower heads protruding in opposite directions from the same central pole. I washed myself for longer than necessary whilst enjoying the sight of the pregnant woman washing herself.
In all this time I didn't feel like my attentions were creepy. There were other people around and the women seemed to like the attention.
Whilst in the showers, we struck up conversation. We remarked on the seaweed which was all over us and particularly caught up in her long hair. The showers are fitted with a water saving function that turns them off after a short time. I think they are faulty as they only stay on for about 15 seconds at a time. At that rate, she was having a tough time pulling the small pieces of seaweed out of her hair. I took a risk.
"Let me help you," I said.
She smiled and turned her back on me, holding the button on and tipping her head back into the flow of water. I started to pull pieces of the seaweed out of her hair. We kept up like this and she really started to get into it, smiling, making small noises of pleasure and moving her head to let me get to different bits. By this stage the process had started to turn into something of a head massage and I had started to pick pieces of seaweed off her neck and shoulders. She seemed to be enjoying herself and I certainly was!
After a little while, something needed to change or it would be ridiculous. She turned around, smiled at me and said "I'm Cassie."
I said, "Hi, I'm Jim." She also introduced her friend (who I suspected was her partner) as Lou. Lou didn't seem to mind what had been going on.
Cassie said, "Thanks, so much, you're really good at that. I'm going to have to keep going at home under a proper shower. Lou gets so impatient getting it out of my hair."