I brought Sam here when she was in a deep depression over her ex stalking her. Although I didn’t know at the time he was stalking her, I knew something was wrong, so I brought her here to unwind. We had an amazing few days, and I wanted to recapture that so I brought her back to the same island. We are even staying in the same bungalow.
“Ty,” she says in nothing more than a whisper.
When she finally turns around to look at me, her eyes gleam with tears. “I can’t believe you did this.”
“A lot of places hold sentimental value for us, Kansas, but I thought this one was right up at the top of the list.”
She lets out a tiny laugh and nods. “It sure is.”
I take her in my arms and squeeze her in a hug. I kiss the top of her head and smell her hair, which has always smelled like peaches.
“Hey Kansas, it’s not too late. How about we go take a dip in the water?”
“That sounds amazing,” she says before heading to the bedroom to change.
“Shit!” I hear her exclaim. “I didn’t pack a bathing suit. This is what happens when you don’t tell me where we are going.”
As secluded as our bungalow is on this little island, we aren’t entirely alone, so I know she doesn’t want to go naked…which is why I planned ahead.
Unzipping my suitcase, I reach into one of the compartments and pull out a bikini…a very small bikini…and toss it to her.
When she holds it up in front of her to examine, her eyebrows shoot up, and I know what’s running through her mind. The last time we were here, she surprised me by wearing a bikini that looked similar and left very little to the imagination. This time, I decided to return the favor.
“Look familiar?” I ask.
“Oh yeah,” she smiles. “But I think the view of me wearing it might look a little different this time.”
“I’m sure I’ll love it just as much,” I say while sliding into my swimming trunks.
“I should have brought a Speedo for you,” she mumbles.
“And I would have worn it proudly,” I say with a cheesy grin. “I’m going to go ahead and head outside. Meet me out there when you’re done?”
She nods and I walk outside to the beach. The white sandy beaches and the crystal clear water make this place a literal paradise. Plus, the fact that there aren’t a thousand other beach-goers to share it with certainly helps.
I pull a couple of beach chairs from the deck down to the sand not too far from the water. Something in the distance catches my eyes, and I realize it’s a couple of dolphins that look like they’re playing about thirty yards out. I hope that they are still out here when Sam joins me.
But when I hear her behind me, and I turn around, I forget all about the dolphins. Instantly, my cock begins to swell in my shorts as I look her up and down in the blue bikini. The thin strips of fabric hide even less than they used to.
Her breasts have grown over the years, so now, the top cups barely cover her nipples, which I can see are hard through the thin fabric. And her round ass cheeks are clearly visible through the bottoms.
“Fuck, woman. Look at you.”
She blushes a little. “As I said, I don’t think it looks quite as good as it once did.”
Grabbing her hand, I pull her towards me, so our chests are pressed together. “No, it’s fucking better. Look at you.”
“Really?”
“Really. Come here,” I say, pulling her towards one of the lounge chairs.
I sit down first, spreading my legs on either side so that she can fit between them. She sits down and leans back, so the back of her head is resting on my shoulder. I have the perfect view of her body, and I can’t help my wandering hands as they begin to explore every inch.
As lightly as I can, I trace my fingertips up and down her stomach, stopping just short of either piece of her bikini. I can see her nipples getting even harder as goosebumps erupt over her soft skin.
Suddenly, I feel her hand reach behind her and grab my hard member through my shorts. I hiss through my teeth as she pulls it out and begins to stroke it up and down.
My hands move upward as my fingers being toying with her nipples. She lets out a small moan as I roll them between my thumbs.