Melanie came after Margaret (and of course Dana) and I screwed that one up badly too. I met her in college in France in 1972 when we were both in our mid twenties. Mel was tall, quiet, had a tiny waist that I could not take my eyes off, and pert breasts with delicate pointy nipples.
She was an avid sexual partner and was unashamed to ask for it. She too liked to take baths and my cock was always read to enter her slippery pussy. She shaved her pubes and I liked that as well. Since it was Southern France, we would go to the beach every chance we could and she never wore a top. I don't think she even owned one. (That's and exaggeration but for the most part it did not come out of her beach bag.)
We would go to little remote coves and lay on the sand reading our books and stealing gropes. She would go naked on these beaches but I usually kept my shorts on unless there was really no one around or we were going out in the water. I liked to sit on the rocks and read my physics text and watch her wade naked in the shallow water looking for tiny fish. When she bent over in her total uninhibited way and inspected the water closer, I would put my finger in my book and drink in the view.
The Med waters can get warm but a few feet down it cools off quite rapidly. You can swim naked on the surface but if you are going diving, the water temperature plunges as you descend. even at 10 feet it is too cold to not have some sort of wet suit.
One day we went to the beach and I took my little "shorty" wet suit and my 20 CU Ft tank. (a "20" is very small but good for 15 to 20 minutes in shallow water) I also had my free diving fins and my light weight mast. I did not bring the full 'kit' as the English say.
She and I first swam in the warm water virtually naked and then had our picnic lunch. Actually she was naked and she convinced me to at least wear a less bulky swimsuit. She had purchased it for me and I was surprised and amused that she was able to hide the whole thing in her clenched hand. I liked the color (dark blue) and also the way it cupped my balls and cock.
When the sun was high overhead, I decided to go SCUBA diving along a breakwater. The water was very clean and calm and the surface was almost like glass. I went into the water and she picked her way out on the rocks to look down at me and wave. I was about ten feet down swimming along and suddenly she down to meet me. She had put on her little high cut bikini bottoms but nothing else. (maybe there were people coming down the beach...)
Now you ask yourself -- how did this bozo fuck this up this time?
Simple, when she swam up to me and grinned I took her hand and started to swim along with her. I didn't realize that she was as cold as she was and when she tried to swim to the surface I hooked my hand in the back of her bikini bottom and held her back from ascending. She looked at me and then back at the surface and continued pulling with her arms to swim upward. Her breasts moved erotically underwater and she looked like a mermaid at least from the waist up.
To keep her under water with me I tried to offer her air from my regulator thinking she just needed air but she did not understand that. The cold water was the then that was freaking her out.
