Page 5 of Beach Reads

“This is quite a boat,” she said, looking around as we boarded. I kept the boat in good condition, and while it wasn’t the fanciest you could buy, it was definitely high end. Honestly, it was my favorite possession.

I turned on the motor while Teresa settled onto the deck. Her hair flew around her head as we started to move. Half an hour later I pulled the boat into a little cove where we could float without being pulled out to sea and shut down the engine. The water was still, and the boat rocked gently. The only sound was the birds.

“Do you want to go in the water?” I asked. “I’m pretty sure they keep extra swimsuits downstairs in the cabin.”

Teresa shook her head. “No thanks, I’m not much of a swimmer. But please, feel free to go in if you want to. I’ll watch safely from here.”

I shook my head. “We can just hang out here on the deck for a while and enjoy the sun. I can go into the water anytime.”

I brought Teresa a bottle of water from the cooler and plopped down on the deck next to her. We’d laid out beach towels and slathered on sunscreen. It was a beautiful day. Not too hot, not too cold. We chatted for a while, then fell into a comfortable silence.

Sitting next to Teresa, I could feel the energy vibrating between us the longer the silence lasted. I turned my head to study her as she stared out at the water. I wondered if she felt the hum of awareness between us as strongly as I did. Feeling my gaze, she turned her head. Our lips were only a few inches away from each other.

I cleared my throat. “I want to kiss you again.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and she licked her lips. “I guess I wouldn’t mind that.”

I smiled. “That’s a rousing endorsement of my kissing skills. Was I lacking yesterday?”

“You were OK,” she teased with a mock frown. “But you might need a little more practice.”

“Let’s practice together.”

Our mouths met in a mash of lips and teeth, immediately turning hot. I shifted so that I could lower Teresa onto her back, then moved on top of her, kissing her deeply. She tasted like sunshine, and everything inside me knew that she was the one I had been waiting for my entire life.

Her hands lifted, fingers sliding through my hair, and I shifted enough to slide one hand down between us to fondle her breast. Teresa moaned against my mouth as I circled around her nipple over the fabric of her shirt, teasing it to a hard point.

She pushed against my chest, and I reluctantly broke the kiss. Disappointment flooded through me as Teresa sat up, panting. I told myself we were probably moving too fast for her. I needed to slow things down.

“I have two questions for you,” she said, her voice husky.

Her expression looked serious, and it made me nervous. “OK.”

“One, is this spot private?”

I looked around in confusion. “I think so. I come here all the time and I have never seen another soul around.”

“Great.”

She paused and I prompted her, “What’s your second question?”

“Do you have a condom?”

Teresa

I wasn’t shy around men, but I also wasn’t normally super forward like this. I usually liked to date a guy for a couple of weeks before moving into intimacy, but with Colin, things were different. I knew I was only here for a couple of more days, but I didn’t care. This was probably my one chance to have a hot, uninhibited, no strings attached vacation fling with a sexy guy. I was not going to let this opportunity go to waste.

I tried to tell myself that it was just because I was horny. It had been over a year since my last relationship, and a girl could only do so much with a vibrator and a detachable showerhead. But the truth was it was more than just breaking a dry spell. There was something about Colin, something I didn’t want to examine too closely, that made me feel like I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t sleep with him. Even if it was just this once.

Colin’s jaw dropped almost comically when I asked about the condom. He recovered quickly, leaping to his feet with a speed that belied his age. He grabbed my hand to pull me up.

“Let’s go into the cabin.”

I followed him downstairs into the boat, impressed with how fancy it was inside. Below deck was a large bedroom area. There was a queen-sized bed, with tables on each side, and a comfortable sitting area with a small couch and overstuffed chairs. The perimeter featured built in drawers and shelves, and there was a single door that I assumed led to the bathroom. The entire place was decked out in sleek wood and high quality touches.

Colin dug into the bedside table and produced a condom, tossing it on the bedspread. He reached behind him and pulled off his t-shirt, baring an impressive chest. It was covered in dark hair with strands of grey, tapering off to a happy trail that pointed the way to his visible erection. I licked my lips. I hoped to God he knew how to use that thing.

I pulled off my tank top, then reached behind myself to unclasp my bra. I could practically hear my breasts sigh in relief as they fell free. The first thing I did every night when I got home from work was take off my damn bra. It was both a blessing and a curse to have big boobs. Colin stared at them like he was hypnotized, letting me know where he fell on the blessing versus curse debate.