Sex On The Beach

Chapter 2

Then he came out the front door. He walked up to her and suddenly his arms slipped around behind her, pulling her in close and then they were kissing. It all happened so quickly that it seemed to take her by surprise and yet his kiss was so welcome in that moment.

“Get in your care and follow me,” he said and then they separated. She did as he instructed her and followed his car till they arrived at his house.

She barely even noticed what it was like, what part of town it was in, or any of the details about where they were. All that she was focused on at that moment was what they were about to do with one another.

As soon as they were inside he grabbed hold of her and kissed her again. He pushed her back against the wall, his hands all over her. She wrapped her arms around him as well, wanting him.

They had kissed passionately - on the mouth and then their kisses moving to other parts of one another’s faces. She buried her face in the place where his shoulder and his throat met and then she felt him grab hold of her ass, lifting her easily.

She wrapped her legs around him and then he carried her through to his bedroom. He threw her down on the bed and then, as he looked down at her, he began to strip his clothes off, showing off his impressive body and turning her on even more.

Soon he was stripped down to his boxer shorts. She could see his cock tenting in his underwear and she was hungry for it.

He climbed onto the bed next to her and began kissing her tenderly, pulling at her dress and slowly extracting her from it.

His hands were all over her bare skin and pushing up beneath her bra, searching for her breasts.

Then he undid it and exposed her breasts. He kissed her body all over them and they began playing with one another, pleasuring one another with their hands.

Soon enough they peeled the last layer of clothing, their underwear, from one another and then they began using their mouths on one another.

By the time he raised himself from between her legs and she felt his cock pushing at her pussy she was so ready for him, desperate for his cock.

She cried out when he entered her and she didn’t stop crying out till he came inside her.

Their sex life was still good now, even after they had been married for a couple of years, but there were times like this when she felt a sense of frustration with him, thinking that he had lost some of his spark.

They had been invited to a party by a client of hers from work and he had initially been quite keen. They both knew that it probably wouldn’t be very exciting but at the same time, they knew that it would be good for her to do a bit of networking.

And then, at the last minute, he decided that he didn’t want to go. Nothing that she could say or do would persuade him. For a moment, as she looked at him sitting there seemingly completely uninterested in going out and doing anything she felt that old frustration rising to whole new levels.

She told herself not to let it get to her and not to make a scene of any sort. If he didn’t want to go then he didn’t want to go. There wasn’t any point in starting an argument, she thought.

“OK,” she sighed, “Well if you don’t want to go then you don’t want to go. But I can’t get out of it. I’d better put in an appearance, anyway.”

“OK. Have fun!” his jauntiness only seemed to increase her annoyance but she bottled it up.

The vibe of the party, from what she could tell, was pretty relaxed. She decided that she didn’t need to dress up too much.

She slipped on a simple summer dress. It looked good on her, clinging to her breasts and showing off a good amount of her legs.

She didn’t wear a bra, just putting on a pair of panties beneath her dress. Her hair cascaded down her back.

As she got ready to leave she noticed Chris look up at her and she saw the way that his gaze lingered on her. That was enough to let her know that she was looking good. She couldn’t help but smile to herself.

“You sure you’ve got to go to this thing?” he said and she knew that he wanted her to stay at home with him sot hat he could get her out of that dress and have some fun with her. She had the power now, she thought to herself.

“No way out of it I’m afraid,” she said with mock regret.

“Hmm,” he replied, and she left.

She hadn’t been looking forward to the party and as it turned out she was right not to be too excited about it. The client wasn’t particularly interesting and their friends seemed to be just as dull as they were.

The one saving grace was their house. It was a beautiful, huge, mansion that backed onto its private beach.

She stood in the main room surrounded by the sounds of conversation and looked out of the window at the setting sun over the ocean, enjoying the views even as she felt as though she didn’t belong there and she was wondering how soon she would be able to make her excuses and leave.

Eventually, she felt an almost overwhelming desire to go down to the beach, to sit by the waters.

She left the party without anyone realizing it. She walked down to the water, kicking off her shoes and feeling the sand beneath her feet.

She sat there in the dark, lost in the sound of the ocean.

She didn’t know how long she sat there. She didn’t think that it had been very long at all. She looked up at the stars and looked out at the dark ocean before her.

As it turned out, she had been sitting there longer than she realized.

“You seem lost in your thoughts,” a deep voice said behind her, surprising her out of her reverie.

She turned and there was a tall, good-looking, black man standing behind her. He was well-built and was smiling down at her. There was something about him, a sense of ease that he seemed to exude, that made her feel immediately comfortable with him. She couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Yeah, I guess I was,” she replied.

“Sorry to interrupt you then.”

She looked at him closely. She couldn’t remember seeing him in the party and she was sure that she would have seen a man this good-looking in there.

“Not a problem,” she reassured him, “Were you…were you at the party? I don’t remember seeing you in there.”

He shook his head slightly.

“Yeah, I arrived late - too late, I think. By the time I got here, everyone had left. I thought it was going to be an all-night kind of thing but it doesn’t seem as though it was going to be that way after all. I was about to leave when I looked out of the window and spotted you down here all alone so I thought I’d come and say hello. And I’m certainly glad that I did.”

She felt flattered by that little compliment.

She got to her feet, brushing the sand from her hands.

She held one hand out for him to shake. His hand was large and seemed to dwarf hers.

The handshake seemed to go on for just a little bit longer than it should have. In the moonlight, she saw him looking intently at her. She tried to hold his gaze but had to look away with a slight blush and took her hand back.

“Katy,” she said.

“Dan,” he replied, “Anyway, what are you doing out here?”

“Oh, you know. Just enjoying the view.”

“I’ve got to say, I’m enjoying the view as well.”

But he didn’t look out at the ocean. He was still looking at her and she knew then that he wasn’t talking about the ocean.

They were looking at one another now. She still wanted to look away, this moment seemed to be too much for her to handle, but now she was determined not to look away.

“You know,” he said softly, “I’m very glad that I came down here, Katy.”

“I’m glad that you did as well.”

Her voice sounded so far away in her ears that she felt as though it was someone else speaking.

He reached up and stroked her face, pushing her hair behind her ear. Her heart was racing. She told herself that this was madness but at the same time, she wanted this.