On White Sands

We arrived at the hotel and checked in. Our room was high up in the hotel, overlooking the beach. As Derek set the bags in the room, I opened the sliding glass door to the balcony and stepped out. Derek disappeared into the bathroom and I swiftly changed into my bikini. It was a white strapless number cut high on the sides that really set off my tan and dark hair well. He let out a wolf whistle and I just laughed.

"That's worth the three-hour drive alone!”, he said. He came up behind me as I continued to pack my things for the beach. His hands encircled my waist and I leaned back against him. The beach would still be there in another hour (or two?). His hands slid under the top and pulled it over my breasts. Both hands took a breast and started to fondle them. I purred. For two minutes we just stood there, him slowly fondling my breasts and me leaning back against him.

I could feel his bulge staring to grow against my backside. He was kissing my neck, and finally I turned around so that I could return his kiss. "You definitely have too many clothes on for the beach", I said. "How do you ever expect to get a tan like that?" I started unbuttoning his shirt. He just stood there with his hands on my breasts while I unbuttoned his shirt