Beach Bum - Part 2

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Having carefully checked that there were no other on-lookers, she swooped her arm over her chest and covered her exposed front as she stood up in the shallow water...

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Hesitating, she stared at the man on the beach, hoping he  wasn't about to spring up and watch her. After a moment of stillness, she hurriedly galloped toward the shore, lifting her feet through the water as she went. Trying to move as silently as she could manage.

Her eyes were glued to the man as she struggled to reach her destination unnoticed. Was that a smirk, she mused. Is he watching me?

Reaching the sand, she raced for cover behind the large rocks that hid her clothing...

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It had been an interesting morning to say the least... Having taken his first "day off" in a very long time. He woke up earlier than he had intended, but decided to take advantage of the quiet morning and headed down to the beach for a morning swim. 

When he arrived at the beach, he noticed that someone was out in the water already. Quietly he spread his towel out and prepared to strip out of his jeans and join the early-dipper. As he stood up and faced the water, he noticed something he hadn't... she was naked. 

Looking down at his towel, he decided to stay on the shore. He was at a public beach after all, if she didn't want someone to see her, she should have stripped somewhere else, he thought to himself.

Stretching out on his back, he kicked off his sandals and relaxed his head back onto his hands. I'll be nice enough and keep my distance...

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Resting quietly as the sun rose over the water he suddenly heard a startled splash in the water.

Cracking his eyes open to peak, he noticed the woman standing, staring directly at him, covering her naked body with her arms. Stifling a grin he did his best to remain still as the young woman did an awkward danced toward the shore. He couldn't help but admire her figure as she drew closer to him. 

She wasn't the over-skinny, shaped-like-a-teenage-boy type he normally saw out at the beach, and he could tell that she wasn't full of tummy-tucks and plastic enhancements either. She jiggled a bit as she ran, and he liked that. Her belly dipped in at the sides for in an hour-glass silhouette, and she had nice, solid legs. She had plenty of curves, and all in the right places. 

Just as he was enjoying the view of her, she ducked behind a large rock on outside edge of the beach shore. Laying his head back down, he decided to wait for her to emerge again before he said or did anything else to startle her.

Laying there, he couldn't help the grin that spread over his face as his mind replayed the scene he had just observed.

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Hiding behind the rock, she did her best to pull on her elastic workout shorts. It felt like stretching a rubber-band over sandpaper. 

"Oh god," she wined under her breath, "why did I ever decide to do something so stupid? And what the heck is he doing here ANYway?! The beach doesn't officially open till ten!"

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After struggling with her bottoms, she tangled her arms into the sports bra that managed to feel two sizes too small, and finally got herself covered. Panting for a moment behind the rock she picked up the rest of her clothes and shoes, placed them in a pile, and crawled to the edge of the rock so she could peek out at the shore.

Her "company" was still relaxing on his towel. He didn't look like he moved since she noticed him the first time. He was just laying there, arms up behind his head, smiling. He must be enjoying the warmth of the sunrise, she thought. I'm so paranoid.

Now that she had a minute to study him, she noticed just how handsome he was. She couldn't tell how tall he might be laying down, but his body was in nice condition. He wasn't built like the extreme-ripped muscle heads that she often saw playing volleyball at the beach, but he had a strength about his shoulders and arms that told her he had more muscle there than someone might notice at first glace.

She could see that he had a little bit of hair across his chest, and that his stomach had a nice tone to it. His hair was a lighter shade of brown than she normally cared for, but it suited him. His gentile smile made him look approachable, and she wished that she hadn't met him quite in this fashion.

"Oh well," she sighed, "I guess I should find a way to sneak out of here."

Looking around, it became clear that her only real option of sneaking out undetected was to follow the rocks further up toward the bank and emerge above the beach shore. Careful to keep herself hidden as she made her way up the bank, she began to climb.

Reaching the last rock she peeked down to the beach and saw a starling sight.

He was gone.

His towel was where he left it, and his sandals... and his pants? Well, where was he?! She craned herself further out from behind the rock, half crawling and half propped on rock, to spy his location. He was IN the water?? She stepped out from behind the rock. Oh man! Why didn't I stay in the water?!

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Waiting for her to emerge, he listened for any sound that would indicate she was coming out. After what felt like 20 minutes, he sat up and looked around. She wasn't visible anywhere, not that he expected she would TRY to be, but he started to wonder if she had somehow left without him noticing.

Standing up, he glanced over by the rocks and noticed a shuffle of color moving toward the bank area above the beach.

Oh well, he shrugged, if she wants to save face I guess I can't blame her.

 

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Dropping his pants, he walked down to the waves. Wading into the cool water, he turned to face the beach. As the water reached to his ribs, he spotted her looking around at the beach. Watching her emerge he waved a friendly "hello". 

With a surprised jump at his gesture, she threw him a wave and quickly turned to walked off with shoes in her hands. Awkwardly she played with her wet hair and glanced back until she was no longer in sight.

I have got to make more time to come to the beach, he thought.

MORE to Come... Things will HEAT up. I Promise. ;)