Daisy was sitting in a deck chair on the beach. She was nude and warm all over. The gentle cool breeze off the ocean kept her from sweating. It also teased her skin and especially her nipples. They were hard as little pebbles. She wanted to rub her palms over them but there were people around. This wasn't like her private backyard.
With a shiver, she shifted her body on the towel under her and looked around. Her sunglasses hid her eyes so she could look all she wanted. A young couple was walking along the edge of the water, holding hands. Both were tall, slender, and as naked as she was. The young woman had small perky breasts and a flat stomach. He was muscular and athletic looking. His dick was soft but it still looked long and thick. Daisy shivered again as she wondered what it would look like hard.
Another couple was lying on a blanket a little ways from her chair. He was on his stomach and she was on her back. They were talking but the words were blown away on the soft wind. He would lean over ever so often and flick his tongue against her right nipple. When he did, the woman would jerk and look around to see if anyone was watching.
The man could see Daisy but the woman couldn't. He would grin in Daisy's direction each time and Daisy would smile in spite of herself. That was another reason she wanted to rub her nipples. It had been so long since anyone had licked her nipples that they ached just from watching the couple.
With a sigh, Daisy turned her head to the left. Three guys were on a blanket not too far from a blanket with four girls on it. They all looked to be in their early to mid twenties. They were talking back and forth and laughing. Daisy could only catch bits and pieces of the conversation. Enough to realize they were all college students and from different colleges.
"Is this seat taken?" A male voice said from behind her.
Daisy gave a jerk and turned her head to look up. She recognized him immediately. "It's you," she whispered.
"Yes, it is," the man replied with a smile.
He looked exactly the same as that day in her backyard. Well, not exactly since he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. Sunglasses hid his eyes. Her eyes ran over his massive chest, arms, and stopped on his washboard stomach. She was impressed to say the least.
The man moved over to sit on the edge of the deck chair next to her. "I see you took my advice on becoming more adventuresome."
Daisy smiled and nodded. "I'm trying but it's taking every bit of courage I can muster. My son thinks I'm crazy for being here and maybe I am."
"No, you're doing just fine."
"The refinery. You were aiming for there that day, weren't you?" Daisy asked suddenly.
The man nodded. "It all worked out the way it was supposed too."
"But three people were killed."
The man sighed and nodded. "But twenty nine were saved."
"Why not save all of them? I don't understand."
"Neither do I. That comes from higher up, shall we say, and they have their own reasons for everything."
Daisy had a dozen questions chasing each other through her mind about her husband and daughter's death but the man held up his hand. "I can't answer your questions. Not because I don't want to but because I don't have the answers."
With a shiver, Daisy whispered, "You said you couldn't read my mind without touching me."
"I can't but I can read your expressions and a little of your emotions. I've had a long time to practice."
Daisy's eyes got wide as a thought struck her. "What's going to happen here?"
The man chuckled. "Nothing. I'm on vacation to see you."
"Oh. Oh, good," Daisy whispered but she couldn't hide her smile. "In that case, you know my name but I don't know yours."
"Uh... call me John, that will be good enough."
Daisy grinned. "John Smith, the vacationing angel at a nude resort in the Bahamas. Interesting to say the least."
John grinned back and said, "Nude isn't against the rules, you know."
"It isn't? But I thought...."
"Some things have gotten twisted over the ages either by translation errors or by moral codes."
"That sounds reasonable," Daisy replied and then asked, "What else has gotten twisted?"
John grinned and shook his head. "Nothing really important. The top ten are still in place, so it's all good."
"So what does an angel do on vacation?"
"Relaxation, soak up a little sun, have a few drinks, and entice a certain young lady."
The last part of his sentence caught her attention quickly. "Entice?"
John chuckled and turned to sit in the chair with his legs stretched out in front of him. "And interesting word, wouldn't you agree."
"Yes, but..." Daisy whispered and then fell silent. A few seconds later she added, "I'm glad you're not touching me right this moment."
John laughed and looked her way, which made her blush deeply. When he undid the side of the towel and uncovered his lap, Daisy took a hissing breath and turned her head to stare out over the light green and foamy white surf in front of her. Now her mind was going a mile a minute with one fantasy piling up on top of another.
"How about if I touched you now," John asked with a grin.
Daisy groaned deeply and shook her head.
John chuckled and they sat in silence for a long while.
Daisy's mind was still running scenarios of all sorts of naughty things. Finally she sat up and laid the back of her chair down so she could roll over. John was gone from the chair. The towel was still there. She looked around quickly and then swept the beach in all directions slowly.
"Well, shit," Daisy whispered sharply and then blushed.
With a disappointed sigh, she laid down on her stomach and stared off down the beach. Her mind was slightly numb now that he was gone.
*****
Daisy came out of her room on the fourth floor a little after six on her way to the dinning room. She had on a white strapless sundress with nothing on under it. Eating in the nude in company was not for her. As she walked down the hall she smiled. Even at home alone she dressed for dinner.
She stopped in front of the elevator and reached for the button about the time the door opened. John was standing inside wearing shorts, sandals, and the loudest flowered shirt she had ever seen. She couldn't stop a chuckle as she stepped into the elevator.
"It is a little much isn't it," John said with a grin.
"Just a little but if anyone could pull it off, it would be you," Daisy said as she moved closer to him.
"You look very pretty in that dress."
"Thank you," Daisy replied as she realized it was the first time he had ever seen her with clothing on. "But don't worry, I'm naked under it."
"I'll keep that in mind," he replied as the elevator doors opened.
They walked side by side to the dinning room.
*****
Most everyone was dressed for dinner except a couple of rowdy tables in the back corner. They were younger and seemed to be having a great time all of their own. John saw her looking and the smile on her face. "Youth knows no boundaries."
She looked at him and sighed. "I should have done this when I was much younger."
"You weren't ready for it. You had your family to take care of and anything like this was just a fantasy."
Daisy smiled and nodded. "I..." she started to say and then sighed deeply.
"There is nothing to feel guilty about," John said with a smile. "Not even all those naughty thoughts on the beach."
Daisy blushed a deep red and giggled. "I had myself so worked up I didn't even realize you had left."
"That is why I had to leave. I was starting to get, uh, worked up myself."
Daisy looked at him sharply and then whimpered as he grinned at her. "I... uh... didn't know angels did that."
John chuckled and nodded. "I might be an angel in my mind but my body is basically human. Not to mention you are a very beautiful woman inside and out."
Daisy blushed lightly at the compliment but before she could reply, their food arrived.
The conversation was light and the food was delicious. Daisy ended up eating far more than she would normally have. As she pushed her plate aside, she sighed and sat back in her chair. John smiled at her and said, "Me too."
They sat there smiling at each other for several minutes and then John said, "Maybe a walk on the beach would be just the thing to burn off some of the calories."
"There was a young couple walking on the beach earlier today. They were holding hands and looked so much in love."
John nodded. "Young love is always beautiful. Not that old love isn't. Old love is deeper under the surface and shows more in the eyes than in the actions."
Daisy looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded. "I hadn't thought of it that way but you're right."
John stood up and stretched. Then he extended his hand to Daisy. "Shall we go?"
When she took his hand, Daisy shivered. There was an electric like energy flowing between them. She came to her feet and they left the dinning room still holding hands.
*****
The sun was just above the water casting red and pink colors across the surf out toward the point. Daisy paused to take her heels off at the edge of the sand. John was barefooted. She tried to remember if he had been that way in the elevator but couldn't remember. The loud shirt had held most of her attention.
John took her hand and they walked across the beach toward the water. Daisy smiled and tried to keep her mind blank since he could read it. "There is no reason for you to do that," John said a moment later.
Daisy laughed. "Having my mind read is not something I'm used to. I'm more used to being alone in there."
