As we laid together, in silence, a gentle breeze blew over our bodies caressing our smooth skin. The warmth of the sun's rays added perfect confront to another perfect encounter. The way I felt could not be put in words, I was elated that I was able to give her the same pleasure that she gave me. And I was equally happy that she desired me the same as I desired her. The only thing that clouded my joy was the questions of, was this relationship a summer fling or was this going to last a life time. I hoped for the latter.
After a little while, the silence was broken by the grumbling of our stomachs. We both laughed as we realized that it was after lunch and that we hadn't made it to the house like we intended. I don't think neither of us cared after what we had experienced.
I said, "I guess we lost track of time."
"I think you are right, but do you really care?" Amanda replied.
"No, not really, but I think we've worked up a good appetite." I responded.
"Yeah, I am starting to get hungry," she said as she ran her finger through my hair.
"Okay, let's go take a shower and eat something," I said, "Just as long as we continue snuggling after we eat lunch."
"Hmmm, I think we could do more than just snuggle." Amanda said which caused a smile to come to my face.
I raised my head to look at her face and leaned in, and said, "Deal," just before my lips touched hers. We kissed one another passionately, allowing our tongues to explore each other's mouth until the grumbling sound returned to my stomach.
Amanda pulled away from me, brushing the hair away from my face, saying, "We better get you some food. You're going to need your strength later." I agreed.
We helped one another up and picked up our clothes that were laying on the ground. I noticed that there were a few dirt stains on her dress and my shorts. I told her that we should wash them before the stains set in and she said, "That sounds good, because I want to be naked with you until I have to go home," to which I could only respond with a deep moan.
We walked up the house, holding hands, our fingers entwined together as lovers, not as friends. Thoughts of what had happened between us continued to fill my head, causing the twinkling sensation to return between my legs. I was in love with her and I hoped that she felt the same for me.
When we reached the house, we walked through the pool area which had a lovely garden shower that my dad had built for my family to use after we were in the pool, so I thought. It was really to be used by my parents who would go swimming late at night and make love either in the pool or the shower. (How I discovered what the real use for the shower will be told in a later chapter.) I also used the shower when it was warm enough outside and my parented were at work. They never cared if I used it, because as far as they knew I was using it to shower after swimming in the pool. But the real reason I used it was because I loved being outside completely naked. Remember the old oak tree, which is my most favorite place, but being naked in the pool and in the outside shower was my second.
I should probably credit my mother with my love of being nude. She had always told me that I should never be ashamed of my body, that God had created all of us with unique features and shapes, and that if we wanted to be naked in private and enjoy the thrill that came with it, we should allow ourselves to enjoy it. It also didn't help that I would find my mother naked by the pool most of the time when she had days off. At first I was embarrassed by her display of exhibitionism, but as I got older I discovered that she was incredibly beautiful and she would even encourage me to join her, except usually I would be topless around her and have a top handy, just encase someone would come over unexpectedly.
I asked Amanda if she would like to use the garden shower, which she whole heartily agreed with because she knew how much I loved it. I told to go ahead a start without me, while I went into the house and put our cloths in the washer and brought out some towels for us.
