him.
* * * *
The beach was beautiful, and not too crowded because, as Jon had told her, the main tourist season was winding down. He’d found a vacant oversized straw umbrella and two loungers for them.
“You’re so lucky living right near this beach. I mean, I live close by the ocean, and the beach isn’t more than thirty minutes away, but this is quite something.”
“Yeah, I suppose I was lucky that my mom found Miguel and moved here.” Jon took off his T-shirt, removed his shorts and stood in front of Maggie.
Beads of perspiration were dotted on his chest and belly hair. A circle of cute curls surrounded his navel and more sexy hair travelled down and disappeared under his swimming trunks. Most men back home now wore those awful baggy shorts. Jon’s were tighter, shorter and sexier.
She wished he’d gone for the loose look because her eyes could focus on one thing only and that was his crotch. Maggie slipped on her sunglasses, hoping they were dark enough so he wouldn’t suspect she was checking him out. She guessed he looked spectacular naked and was almost tempted to push her foot into his crotch to find out just how big his cock actually was.
Two young girls walked by in skimpy bikinis, with neither their tops nor their bottoms completely covering them, but Jon didn’t look their way. Maybe he was too used to seeing young girls like that every day. Maybe her breasts had fascinated him because they were bigger and had seen some wear and tear. Perhaps he was gay… No, he hadn’t checked out any of the guys on the beach, either.
She slipped off her sundress and set it on the back of the lounger.
“You intending to soak up some sun before you go for a swim?” he asked.
“I think so.”
“Okay, I’m going in for a quick cool down and I’ll be right back.”
He walked towards the ocean, and most women he passed turned to look at him. Jon had to know just how attractive the opposite sex found him. He hit the water, and was in no time swimming out into the incoming waves and almost out of sight.
Time to get her back suntanned to match the front. She flipped over and unclasped her bikini top, letting it fall on either side of her body. She felt so good… Maybe she should extend her stay by another week.
“Have you put sunblock on your back?” Jon now stood nearby, towelling his chest dry.
“No, I forgot.”
“Here let me.”
Before she could say No, I can do it he was balancing his butt on the edge of her lounger and pouring lotion into his palm.
She jumped when the liquid hit her back.
“Sorry if that took you by surprise.”
Had a moan escaped her lips as Jon made minute circles across her back?
Maybe.
Please don’t let him have heard it.
His hands went lower, his fingers dipping underneath her bikini bottom, getting dangerously close to her crack.
She should tell him to stop but she was enjoying it far too much. She closed her eyes and a familiar sensation blossomed between her legs. Her pussy was getting wet. It hadn’t done that in a long time. Nice to know her body still reacted to a man’s touch. Okay, her reaction might have something to do with Jon being a young man and a gorgeous one at that.
His hands travelled up her back, over her shoulders and back down her sides until both his hands were grazing the sides of her breasts. Her pussy ached, pulsated. His fingers brushed underneath her breasts touching her nipples, which grew tight and hard. He must have felt them react.
His breath was close to her ear. “You like that, Maggie?”
She turned over, knowing her bikini top would slip away and when he saw her nipples he would get his answer. He reached out for the left one. She grabbed his hand when it was just mere inches from her nipple.
“Jon, what are you doing?”
“I’m about to put sunblock on your breasts. What did you think I was going to do out here in public?”
She knew she was blushing, because her cheeks were burning yet again. Was it really that