It was a beautiful early summer day, full of sunshine. My husband was taking care of the kids so I could have some "me" time, and I was going to the local nude beach. I hadn't been there for a while, so I was looking forward to the day. I felt good about my body, even now in my 40's. I'd even become comfortable with the fact that I enjoyed showing off my lean stomach and small but firm breasts. I also liked watching the men at the beach. One in particular had caught my eye, and I was hoping to spot him today.
I spread my blanket in a sunny spot and undressed. The warm sun and the sensuous pleasure of rubbing sunscreen on my skin sent pleasant shivers through my body. I set up my back rest and reached in my bag to get the reading material I'd brought along. I began reading the erotic stories, looking around for men to include in my fantasies. Then I saw him β the sculpted muscles of his chest and stomach; the tight, perfect ass; the long, beautiful cock; all tanned a deep bronze. (He looked like a statue of a Greek God!) And topping it all off was a gorgeous head of long, dark hair and a rugged face with a trim, sexy mustache. I let my eyes sweep over that incredible body and felt a tingle between my legs. He saw me looking and walked toward me, causing the the sensation in my pussy to intensify.
"Has your blanket got room for two?" he asked.
"Sure," I said, moving over a little. "You must be a regular here."
"What makes you say that?" he said, smiling a little.
"Your tan, for one thing," I replied. "Plus, I've noticed you before."
"Yeah, I spend most of my free time here in the summer. I like walking in the sun and watching the people. But it looks like you have something else to keep you occupied. Is it interesting reading?" he asked.
I handed him the story, curious to see his reaction. "Hmm," he raised his eyebrows. "That
is
interesting."
I grinned mischievously, "Something to warm the inside while the sun works on the outside." (I couldn't resist a quick peek at that beautiful dick. Was there a small twitch, or did I just imagine it?)
He grinned back. "Well, it will certainly get the circulation going. But if I'm going to read more than a few lines, I'll need to find a more inconspicuous location." (So I'd been right about the twitch!) "Care to join me?"
"What an intriguing idea!" I said, leaning toward him a little. "I'll just quickly gather these things."
I stood in front of him and leaned over to get my backrest, giving him a very interesting view. When I looked back at him after putting the backrest in my bag, he was holding the blanket in front of him. I couldn't see if my movements had gotten his attention or not.
As we walked down the beach, looking for a more private spot, he made conversation. "I know this sounds like a line, but do you come here often?"
I had to laugh! "Yeah, it does sound like a line."
"I only ask because I think I've seen you before. But you're not one of the regulars who are here every weekend."
It turned me on to think he'd noticed me, too. "Well," I said, "My job and family keep me pretty busy, so I don't get here as often as I'd like to. But today is my day to indulge myself and forget everyone else."
"Everybody should take time to do that once in a while. Is there something I can do to help you enjoy your day?"
"You've already helped," I said. I knew I was blushing a little as I continued. "I have to admit I've noticed you before and had trouble keeping my eyes off you. Just having a chance to look more closely is a real pleasure!"
We were walking side by side, our arms almost touching, and I felt something like a static shock pass between us.
"Well," he said in a husky voice, "let's find a cozy spot and see what else might please you."
Fortunately, we'd gotten past the part of the beach that was most often used. There was an area nearby with a few trees and some tall grass where we weren't likely to be disturbed.
"This looks like a nice, private place to spend the afternoon," he said, "and not a moment too soon." As he spread out the blanket, I could see he was already getting a hard-on.
"Looks like we won't need the reading material to get us started," I said, and we both spent a moment looking at each other's bodies, glistening with sweat.