I met Denise, in June of 1994, when my girlfriend, Jenny and I moved into the Cypress Point Apartments, a block up the street from Richard Nixon's, legendary, "Western White House."
My attraction to Denise was instant. A cute, mid-20-something, wholesome, brunette, 5-5, 120-pound, All-American girl with about 34c breasts, cute, dimples and freckles. Great eye-candy! The trouble was, we were both living with significant others. So neither of us were available, virgins anymore!
Denise and a few apartment buddies were very open about frequenting the local nude beach about a mile down the coast. My lady, Jenny, wasn't interested in public skinny-dipping, public sex, and sunburned, easily, so I turned down the group invitations and went, solo, farther down the sand. Even though I wanted to see Denise naked!
I sold multi-line insurance from a home office. When our landlord mandated renter's insurance, Denise stopped in to buy a policy.
Wearing blue-jean cutoffs and a white tube-top, I was, instantly hard the moment I laid my eyes on her, sexy, body. Denise noticed, smiled, walked into the bedroom, sat on the California King bed and asked me if I'd ever "cheated" on Jenny.
I told her, "Not yet," but we can't do it here because Jenny will easily figure it out.
"Let's go to the beach!" Denise suggested. "I've always wanted to have sex on the beach, but Dave is too shy! We just skinny dip and hold hands. It makes me feel like a high school virgin, LOL."
About 15 minutes later, we were walking across the sand, holding hands. With my other hand, I carried our picnic basket. KFC and white wine. Denise lifted off her tube top, revealing beautiful breasts, with puffy nipples, decorated by her, scattered, cute freckles, then slipped off her shorts and lace thong, exposing her, hairy, wonderful, pussy and cute ass-also with freckles. Her body is a definite work of art!
My erection turned rock-hard and I, softly, dropped my clothes on the blanket, blushing in front of my neighbor who just grinned.
