Curiosity Satisfied by Etienne

Author:Etienne [Etienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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WE REACHED the crest of the dunes and headed down toward the beach. There were no trees on the ocean side of the dunes, only grass and sea oats, and I could see a long strip of beach in both directions. There weren’t enough people around to matter.

“Isn’t this great?” Rion said when we reached the actual white sand of the beach.

“It certainly is isolated.”

“Nude sunbathing happens here, but it will get you arrested—as will the illicit public activities that guy back in the trees was hinting at. Deputies from the St. Johns County Sheriff’s Office come through here regularly to keep an eye on things. Still, it is a place where you can hold hands, if you like, or just lie side by side on a blanket.”

“The blanket part sounds good right now. Walking up that trail took it out of me.”

“Actually, it got to me as well. Must be something about walking in soft sand.”

He spread two blankets out, one on top of the other, and we lay down on them. We lay quietly in the sun for quite a while.

“This is nice,” I said.

“Yeah, it’s not as nice as being naked at The Campground, but it’s a hell of a lot closer to home.”

“Yeah. By the way, your ass really looks good in those Speedos. I almost got a hard-on watching it as I followed you up that trail.”

“Aw, shucks,” he said, “you say the prettiest things. Time to turn over.”

When we were side by side on our bellies, his hand crept across the blanket and found mine. We lay there for a long time, enjoying the sun, the sounds of the surf, and each other’s presence. Rion looked at his watch and said, “Thirty minutes, time to turn again,” so we flopped back on our backs. Thirty minutes later, we were again on our bellies holding hands. Eventually our reverie was shattered by a voice.

“I told you I recognized that ass,” a guy said from behind us.

“So you did,” another voice said.

“Is that you, Rion?” the first voice said.

We rolled over and looked up. Two men our age were standing by our blanket. They were both very fit and very good-looking, and they were both wearing thongs.

“Shit,” Rion said. “You come out here for seclusion, and the riffraff keeps on finding you. Just kidding. Parker and Vince, meet Mitch. Mitch, the owner of the dirty blond hair is Parker, and the freckled redhead is Vince.”

The two men squatted on the sand, and we visited with them for a while. I learned that they were from St. Augustine and were both Realtors, although they didn’t work for the same company. Rion didn’t volunteer much about us, and I followed suit—at least until the conversation took a personal turn.

“I hate to be nosy,” Vince said, “but there were a lot of nasty-looking scars on your back, Mitch. What’s the deal?”

“A psycho bitch Mitch dated for a while took exception to the fact that he’d moved on,” Rion said.

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