GIRL ON THE BEACH
Vacationing on my own, soaking up some sun on a white sand beach in Maui, I opened my eyes and smiled when I noticed a shapely blonde flash me a saucy grin as she strode by.
Blinking my eyes, I sat up in my chair, and felt my dick lurch watching her sashay her sweet little ass across the sand.
She really was stunning, too, with long blonde hair curling down her back. So, tanned and toned, with a perfect set of curves, barely concealed in her white thong bikini.
I thought I was fine on my own, since my lady friend and I had called it quits. She wanted me to put a ring on her, and I just couldn't imagine us spending a lifetime together, considering how demanding she'd become lately.
But I gotta say, the idea of a little naked fun with a sexy stranger seemed like an excellent idea right about now. Although, considering she looked to be somewhere in her early twenties, and since I'm about to turn forty-five, I knew I had to be more than twice her age. Which meant she probably wouldn't look at me twice, much less be interested in getting busy with me.
Still, I couldn't stop myself from staring, wondering what those long, shapely legs would feel like wrapped around my waist as I sank into her deep.
When I saw that she was heading back toward the hotel, I heaved a sigh, put aside my naughty thoughts and settled back into my chair. At least now I had a nice little fantasy going on in my head that I could dream on.
Almost asleep, I heard a soft female voice above me. "I thought you could use a cold one, since I noticed you've got nothing left to drink."
I looked up at her smiled, and said, "Thanks," as she set a frosty longneck on the table beside me, then sat her tight little ass down in the chair right next to mine.
She nodded at the chair before getting too comfortable, though. "I guess I should have asked. Is anyone sitting here?"
I shook my head, smiling as I looked her over. "No, I'm on my own."
She smirked. "Me, too." Then as she focused her gaze out on the waves crashing to shore, she heaved a sad little sigh. "This was supposed to be my honeymoon, but..." She shrugged, and turned to look at me. "The wedding never happened."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's okay. I'm just glad I found out who he really was, before we said our I dos."
"Probably for the best then."
"Definitely. I mean, Nick and I got along great, although I always had a feeling that he was hiding something from me. And I discovered what it was when I dropped into his place unannounced one night, hoping to surprise him. But I was the one surprised when I found him in bed with his best friend, going to town on each other. As soon as he saw me, he hopped out of bed and tried to stop me from leaving, and said he could explain, but he didn't have to. I realized then that he was only marrying me so his parents wouldn't catch onto the fact that their perfect son, wasn't exactly who they thought he was. Especially knowing his father would freak out, since he'd made no secret of the fact that he's homophobic."
"You must have been shocked."
She chuckled. "When I saw the two of them together like that, naked in the bed that we'd chosen together as our marital bed, I almost fainted." She shrugged. "But, it's over now. And I decided I might as well fly out here and enjoy my honeymoon, even if I am on my own."
"Actually," I confided, "I had planned to come with someone. But we broke up a few months ago."
When she looked at me and waited, I thought I should explain, seeing as she'd been so open about what happened to her.
"Dawn and I had been going out together for a few years, and lately all she ever talked about was getting married. She had her eye on a house, and wanted me to put a ring on her so we could pick a date. But she'd changed so much in the last year or so, I felt like I hardly knew her anymore. When I told her the truth, that I didn't want to get married, she claimed that I was a coward afraid of commitment, then she told me to f-off and she stormed out."
"Yikes. Sounds like we both dodged a bullet."
Able to smile about it now, I reached for my beer, and nodded. "I think we did."
She actually managed to laugh a little. "I'm not even sure why I picked you to sit down and talk with. Especially since I've never told anyone else why I cancelled the wedding. Even my mother doesn't know what happened. I just didn't have the heart to tell her. She thought that Nick and I were made for each other, and she could hardly wait for us to get married and start a family."
Considering she hadn't told her own mother, I found it odd that she had decided to confide in me, a perfect stranger. Probably because she knew we'd most likely never see each other again and there was no way I'd ever tell anyone else what she'd told me.
Just then I noticed a couple of young guys stealing glances at her as they paced back and forth across the shoreline, practically wearing a path in the sand, when she narrowed her eyes back on them. "I think those two are looking for a threesome. But they can keep on looking."
I almost choked on my beer as that thought went through my head. She laughed at the way I sputtered, while I wiped a hand across my face, blinking at her.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to shock you. I guess in your day, most guys wouldn't be into anything like that."
Of course, I'd heard of threesomes, though I'd never been party to one myself. But just the thought of those two young creeps trying to take advantage of her got my back up.
Though, I had to admit, I wouldn't object if she suggested we spend some alone time together, especially back in my room.
Forcing that thought aside, I suggested, "If you don't mind spending some time with an old guy like me, you can sit with me anytime you like. Especially, if you think it would help keep them away."
She flashed a smile, as she looked me over. "Hey, you're not that old. I'm guessing you're only what... about thirty-eight or thirty-nine? I just turned twenty-three, so you're hardly old enough to be my father."
I winced, hating to burst her bubble. "Actually, I'm almost forty-five."
"Oh, wow, and my dad just turned forty-seven." She studied me for a minute, slyly grinning at my rock-hard abs -- thanks to the hours I spend at the gym. "I gotta say, you look amazing for your age. I never would have guessed you were in your forties."
"Thanks," I muttered, suddenly feeling ancient.
She leaned over and nudged me with her elbow. "Hey, we should have dinner together tonight."
"Sure. We could do that."
We both noticed that her stalkers had turned around and were wandering back in our direction. Flustered, she heaved an exasperated breath, as she rolled her eyes.
Then she looked back at me. "Would you mind if I got in your lap, just to make them think we're together, so they'll go bother someone else?"
As soon as she said it, I sat back in my chair. "If you think it would help, then sure, come and sit with me."
