'Here's another Jack & Coke for you' a voice said behind me. I turned around to face the bar and see the bartender put another drink at my spot. Confused, I explained I didn't order another and the bartender smiled and said 'Someone bought it for you.' The bartender wouldn't reveal any more information than that. Now I was really confused – didn't guys generally introduce themselves when they bought a lady a drink? After all, how else could they plan to meet her? 'Oh well! That was nice of somebody' I thought as I turned my attention back to the band on stage, sipping the fresh drink.
As I sat, listening to the country music and sipping the drink, I reflected back on my two-day vacation at the beach. It had been a rather remarkable vacation. I thought I was just getting away from the grind and relaxing – alone. Little did I know Fate had other plans! On Day One I was wandering along the beach that backs this bar, collecting shells, when I happened across Blue Eyes – the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. I was drawn to him like a moon to a planet. Only I had wanted to be much, much closer. The result was the blowjob of the century. (See
The Beach Encounter
). Then, earlier that day before going to the bar – Day Two – I was relaxing on the beach when who appeared but Blue Eyes! He treated me to the best oral sex I've EVER experienced. (See
The Beach Encounter
). Anyway, after my two experiences I decided to spend my last vacation night listening to good country music. I wasn't expecting anything but
of course
, I was hoping – hoping that Blue Eyes would show up.
I realized the effect the memories of my encounters on the beach had had on my body – I could feel myself getting wet under my black knee-length skirt and my nipples harden under my purple blouse – so I decided to head back to my beach apartment a bit earlier than I had planned. I was suddenly in the mood for a bit of solo play time. I set the half-finished Jack & Coke on the bar behind me and headed toward the door.
As I walked outside, I noticed what nice night it was – balmy with just a hint of a breeze to keep the air fresh. I decided to take one last stroll along the beach as I was leaving first thing in the morning and knew I would not have time to walk in the water again. I slipped my sandals off and, holding them in my hand, headed toward the water. Light spilled over from the boardwalk and street lights and I relished the feel of the water lapping against my feet as I wandered down the beach – the same beach which held very special and erotic memories for me.
I paused to stare out over the moonlit water. Smiling to myself, lost in my thoughts about Blue Eyes and the events of this vacation, I didn't hear the footsteps. I jumped when I heard the voice whisper in my ear 'You didn't finish the drink I bought you.' One hand covered my eyes as the other spun me around. Before I could react, this guy was kissing me! I was shocked! And then he removed his hand from my eyes … and my eyes met his. I could scarcely believe it … I was staring into Blue Eyes' eyes.
I felt my face light up and I reached up, pulled his head back down to mine, and kissed him crazy. Wrapping my arms around him, feeling his arms around me, our lips met and parted. Our tongues ventured out and intertwined, dancing with each other. I ran my hands up and down his back, grabbing and rubbing his as he grabbed mine and pulled me closer to him. We were so wrapped up in each other – even just kissing – our location did not matter. Dimly in the background, I heard a bit of music from the bar a couple hundred feet away as our tongues wound around the other and slipped into the other's mouth. Occasionally I felt Blue Eyes sucking on my tongue. Damn that was a great kiss … or was it several?
After what had to be a couple of minutes – but felt like eons – Blue Eyes stepped away and bent to the ground. I followed him eagerly with my eyes as I wondered what he was doing. I smiled as I noticed a bag next to his feet. Blue Eyes opened the bag, pulled out a black fleece blanket and spread in on the ground. Then he grabbed me in his arms and lowered us to the blanket. The sand was soft underneath us but the blanket was warm. We wrapped our arms around each other and renewed the kiss.
I brought my hands out from around his back and bracketed his face for a minute before sliding my hands between us to quickly roam his chest. Taking my cue, he did the same to (or was that for me?) me. I felt his hands rest on my stomach before quickly sliding up to my breasts. He cupped and massaged my breasts through my blouse and ran his thumbs over my hardening nipples. I felt Blue Eye lift his hands away from my chest as I slid my roaming hands under his shirt – feeling his bare skin, sparsely covered with hair.