Ara sat watching the waves crash on the beach. The sun had sunk low and looked like it was going to sink into the ocean. Ara's chocolate brown feet rubbed on the still warm sand. She dug her pink painted toe nails into the sun. She pushed her hands into the sand around her feet and shut her eyes. She saw his dark blue eyes in her mind and blinked her eyes open quickly. She couldn't escape him. Greg had been in her life for what seemed like forever and now he was gone...forever. Ara picked up a handful of sand with both hands and dumped it on her bare legs. She stood quickly shaking it off. She wore just her white bikini top and khaki shorts. She jogged slowly down to the ocean. Her long, thin body moving gracefully. She let her feet dip into the cold ocean and smiled.
"Ara! Arabelle!" The voice called to her from the back porch. She looked up and saw Griffin smiling down at her from his deck.
"Coming!" She replied and started to head for the deck.
Griffin watched her move toward him and he felt himself flush. She was so beautiful. All long lines and sensuality. Ara didn't know how beautiful she was which was half the reason why she was so hot. Her long black hair hung around her brown shoulders. Her medium sized breasts bounced softly as she climbed the steps to his home. She was staying in his home. He breathed out a happy sigh. He had met Ara a year ago when she was one of his students. They had gotten along wonderfully but when he had gently tried to ask her out she had made it clear she was taken. Griffin had been even more shocked to find that she was "taken" by his colleague's husband. He shoved a hand in his pocket angrily as he thought of that self righteous prick.
But, Greg had brought Ara into his life. His stupidity had driven her right to his doorstep and she had agreed to an impromptu trip to his home here in Maui.
"Hey." She smiled, "Look at that shirt, very nice." She giggled and pushed his shoulder gently.
"Well I had some help picking it out." He winked at her. He put an arm casually around her waist. Their relationship had yet to become sexual, hell, he hadn't even kissed her, but he held onto a hope.
"I just wanted to tell you dinner is ready." He took in her smell, fresh berries and something else, lilies?
"You didn't have to make dinner for me, I told you that." She walked ahead of him into the house. It was something he was proud of. It was all white inside, with high ceilings and lots of windows. It was extravagant to have a vacation home in Maui, but a worthwhile way to spend his inheritance.
"I wanted to." He walked into the dining room where he had set out the crab, asparagus and white wine. He smiled waiting to see Ara's face.
"Oh Griff! How'd you know crab was my favorite?" She smiled at him sweetly.
"I remembered from one of our conversations. I have a great memory despite my age." He sat down and ran a hand through his short brown hair.
Ara watched him move around the dining room. Griffin pretended to have no idea how sexy he was, but she was very aware, especially now. He was tall, probably 6'3 and built solidly but lean. He wore a crisp light green button up shirt she had picked out and loose fitting khakis. His skin was starting to get tan from their time on the island. He always made jokes about his age. He was only ten years older than her and she was only 25 which made him 35.
"Yep, you're so old." She joked, she started to sit down, "Hold on I should go change. Make myself presentable."
"You look gorgeous." She looked up at him and noticed his face had changed. He looked serious and his green eyes bore into her. For a moment she felt her body tingled. She forced herself to giggle.
"Well, I will look much more gorgeous when I put some clothes on." She spun around quickly before he could stop her.
Griffin blew out a sigh. He had come on too strong. He stood up and dimmed the lights while he waited for Ara to return. He lit the three long white candles that sat on the table. He knew he should have held his tongue, but she was just too beautiful and he wanted her so badly. He sat back down at the medium sized glass table. He let himself get lost in thoughts of Ara as he had so much the last week since she'd been with him. He wanted to touch her, to make her forget that that bastard had ever been in her life. He heard her soft footsteps and sat up a little. He moved a quick hand to his crotch to readjust himself. He had started to get hard just imagining her naked brown body against his tan skin.
Ara glided into the room wearing a white strapless dress. It was causal but breath taking.
"Still gorgeous?" She held up her hands in question and laughed.
"Absolutely." He smiled, "Eat already I made this just for you." He hesitated, "Ok, Anna made it but I gave her the idea." His housekeeper was a wiz in the kitchen.
Ara laughed and sat across from him.
"I knew it all along." She picked up her fork and began to eat her asparagus.
Griffin watched her lead the long green stem into her pink mouth. He felt his cock getting hard again. Jesus man, he thought, she's eating and you're imagining her sucking your cock. He wasn't normally this sexual; it just had been a long time since any sex, and a long time being around such a gorgeous woman.
"Griff why are you looking at me like that?" Ara snapped him out of his zone.
"How is it?" He covered.
"Delicious. I love asparagus. There's this restaurant in the valley that has the most amazing soup. Oh my God! I use to go there..." She trailed off. Griffin had been lost in her excitement, he loved when she got animated, she easily slipped into her California girl talk. He had never before met a black girl who spoke like that. Then he noticed that whatever had made her stop was probably about Greg.
"Bad memory?" He tested.
She looked up at him with her big brown eyes, "Yea, but you know." She shrugged.
"He was an idiot you know." Griffin took a large bite and watched Ara.
