Chance Meeting by Rita Delude

Author:Rita Delude
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Crazy Ink
Published: 2020-04-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Chance

That kiss. I have to have this woman. She’s gorgeous. And despite her fear, she took a chance on me and took the dive and, best of all, she loved it.

Off we go to Hampton Beach. The sky is perfect. The water at 66 degrees, which is a surprisingly warm temperature for June and the air temperature is 84 degrees. We spread out the beach towels and a cooler of waters and snacks I packed. Emily is pleased to see I’ve brought fruits and veggies rather than chips and crackers. She’s as much into healthy eating as I am. I’m not surprised by looking at her body as she strips out of her cutoffs and T-shirt and reveals a two-piece blue bikini that barely covers the essentials.

I whistle and she blushes. “Stop that,” she says.

“What? It’s just a natural reaction. You’re hot,” I tell her.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she says as I strip out of my T-shirt. I take her hand and we run to the waves where we frolic in and out, on and off for several hours jumping one wave after another until the cold sends us back to our spot in the warm sand. No one can stay in continually. It’s just too cold. We gulp down several waters and have some snacks.

“Could you apply this sunscreen to my back?” she asks each time we run back to our spot, and I’m happy to oblige. Then she returns the favor, and her tiny hands massage me everywhere. It’s intense.

Every inch of her body is soft and perfect. So sensual and inviting. I find out she’s very ticklish when I move toward her waist.

She chuckles. “Oh no, not there. That’s my soft spot.” So I dive in for some real serious tickling until she turns over and pushes me away while laughing wildly and begging for mercy. “Stop. Stop. Please, stop.”

“Only if you kiss me again,” I tell her.

She leans forward and I watch her stomach muscles tighten. I lean down and accept her kiss. Another warm, soft, and hungry touch that I can’t get enough of as I stroke her body.

“Get a room,” some guy with a big gut and a pack of little kids yells from his blanket, and Emily and I pull away from each other.

“Sorry,” Emily says waving at him.

“Hey, I was young once. Now, I’ve got kids,” he says waving his hands at the little ones. Then he laughs.

“No harm done, I guess,” I say so that only Emily can hear. “How about we get out of here and play some games at the arcade?”

“Sounds like a plan, Stan,” she jokes.

We pack up our belongings and wave goodbye to Mr. Big Belly. Once we shower and change in the facilities, we drop our stuff off at my Jeep. We head to the Playland Arcade, and I find out just how competitive Emily is—very. We start with Skee Ball, which is my favorite, but I’m outclassed by a mile. She’s got some sort of love relationship with the 100-point circles that I can’t even come close to.

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