I woke up that morning in a bit of a fog. My dreams had been strange and I hadn`t slept well. I felt tired and knew I would be dragging throughout the day. I got up, padded to the bathroom, and began my routine. I wasn`t even near being awake until I made it to the kitchen for my cup of coffee. The scent of it filled my head, the aroma bringing me back down to earth. I sipped at it as I read the paper and ignored breakfast. I was actually running ahead of schedule today so I took the few extra minutes I didn`t normally have to relax. The hustle and bustle of real life would begin soon enough.
The paper was boring that day, though. It was filled with the usual business about unhappy politics, bad weather, and antics on how unsafe I am in my own house. I sighed and set the paper aside.
I would do the crossword later when I got home. After grabbing my keys,
I checked myself in the hall mirror and bustled out the door. It was
hot. Really hot. The humidity had been at an all time high the past few
weeks and I rarely made it to work without getting sticky. The air was
difficult to breath, thick and soupy. The sun beat down on everything,
making the world want to shrivel underneath its gaze. I got in my car
and immediately rolled the windows down even as I blasted the AC. It
was stifling. God, I thought. Will it ever end? What I wouldn`t give
for the beach - hot sand, sun, and the glorious water to cool me down.
Beach. If only I could go to the beach instead of going to work. I
chuckled out loud. As if, I thought. As if. On the drive to work, I
noticed people in their cars looking genuinely miserable and a little
bit insane. The heat was getting to everyone. Nobody had been in good
moods for weeks. The shelf life on this heat wave had to be coming to
an end. We were due for at least a good rain if not perhaps, say, a
snowstorm? I turned onto the main road toward my office. Traffic was
bumper to bumper and the going was slow, practically nonexistent. I sat
and daydreamed about the beach. I closed my eyes for a moment, and
drifted away to sandy paradise. I was lying on the beach in a well
fitting bikini, my body somehow ten pounds lighter than it had been
that morning. I was on my back on a towel, not far from the crashing
waves. There was a book next to my head, but I didn`t read it. I just
lay there, eyes closed against the sun, my skin basking in the warmth
of it. Soon it would be time to go for another dip, to play in the
water for a while. But not yet. Not quite yet. For now I just wanted to
lay there. A shadow fell across me, blocking my sun. I opened my eyes,
irritated at the intrusion, and looked up into the most beautiful face
I had ever seen. The lifeguard was standing over me, smiling. I smiled
back, curious as to what he wanted with me. May I sit? he asked. Oh.
Sure. Yeah. I sat up, making room for him on my towel. I studied him
as he lowered himself next to me. His body was bronzed from the sun and
slick with sweat. His hair was dark blond, curly, and wind blown, his
eyes shielded by stylish sunglasses. He had some stubble on his face, a
terribly sexy few days old beard. He had the perfect surfer boy image
going for him. I didn`t mind. His muscles rippled as he moved. I
couldn`t take my eyes of this guy. I`m Matt. Jane, I replied. Nice
to meet you, Jane. Likewise. I wanted to be flirtatious but not
obvious. I hoped I was pulling it off. His face was oddly familiar to
me, but I couldn`t place him. Aren`t you supposed to be watching the
water? I asked. I`m done for the day. My replacement just got here.
He pointed at the lifeguard stand where a dark haired, dark skinned guy
had just taken a seat. Ah, a free agent, then. He laughed. That`s
right. I looked from him back out to the water. It was so peaceful.
There was not a cloud in the sky. I`ve been wanting to come talk to
you all day. My eyes snapped back to his face, startled by the
intimate confession. I studied his face but there was no trace of jest.
I believed him. Really? Hmm. Sorry you couldn`t join me sooner. Me
too. I stared at him, probably making an idiot of myself in the
process, but he was beautiful. Perfect. I had never seen someone who
looked like him outside of a movie theater. Then it hit me. MattÂ…? I
stuttered. McConaughey, he finished. Oh. I suddenly couldn`t
breathe. How had I not recognized him before? ButÂ…you`re a lifeguard?
He laughed, a nice hearty laugh. Actually, yeah. For now. I took a
class and I`m doing research for a movie. My eyebrows went up. Weren`t
lives at stake? As though reading my thoughts, he answered: I haven`t
had to save any
lives yet, but if it comes up, I`m prepared. They didn`t let me out
here just any old way. I had to prove I was up to the task. Ah, so
were I to drown, you could in fact revive me? I batted my eyes at him
as inconspicuously as possible and noticed, as an excited shiver ran
through my body, that his eyes trailed down to his lips as a response
to my question. Actually, yes. I know CPR. Had to for them to let me
out here. Well I feel safer already, I teased. Would you like to go
for a swim with me? he asked, a smile on his face. Love to. He stood
up and held out his hand to me and we walked toward the water. It was
warm, but not overly so. It was still refreshing. It lapped around our
feet as we waded deeper in. Soon I was up to my waist. He pulled me out
farther and I found I had trouble standing. The water was too deep. He
was much taller than I however and lifted me up in his arms. I wrapped
my legs around him as he stood in the water; our eyes met, but only for
an instant. Then he kissed me. His lips were salty and firm. My arms
went around his neck and I held myself closer to him; I couldn`t get
close enough. His tongue plundered my mouth and I heard myself moan. He
was doing things to my body with just a kiss that I hadn`t felt in
years. It was amazing. My skin tingled and every pore of me responded
to him. His hands found my butt, and he held me up against him. He
maneuvered me just a bit as we kissed so that I was brought into
contact with his erection. His cock felt impossibly hard against me and
I knew I was no longer just wet from the ocean water. He was pressed
against my pussy, our bathing suits being the only things separating
us. The smooth lycra of my bikini was suddenly my enemy. I wanted it
gone. I wanted him inside of me. I could think of nothing else. Matt`s
mouth continued to ravage mine. I threw my head back, gasping for air,
breathing heavily from the things he had stirred up inside me. My mind
raced with the idea that this beautiful man was kissing me, wanted to
make love to me right there in the ocean. But my mind was also shut
down by the intense pleasure of having his arms around me and his lips
and tongue all over me. His tongue traced a trail down my neck to my
chest. He licked the salt water off of my skin. It was a delectable
feeling. I brought his mouth to mine again, unable to bear being parted
from them. His hands deftly peeled off my bathing suit bottoms even as
he held me aloft in the water. I was half naked in the sea and it felt
wonderful. I felt him tugging on his own suit beneath the waves. He
never stopped kissing me, though. I felt his nakedness against me and
my heart began to race. He lifted me a little, his hands on my hips,
and when he brought me down, it was onto his throbbing cock. I gasped
as he entered me, as he filled me. I moved on top of him, pushing
myself up by his shoulders so I could ride him. My hair fell around his
face like curtains as I loomed over him. Up and down, I bobbed in the
water. I clung to him, my fingers digging into his wet skin, his
muscles hard under my touch. The rhythm of the waves matched our
rhythm; the heat coming from inside me matched that of the sun
overhead. I lifted his sunglasses from his face, propped them on his
head. I wanted to see his eyes while he fucked me. They were so blue,
bluer than the sea and by far more striking. He looked at me and I at
him. Our eyes were locked together as were our bodies. I could feel him
deep within, my hot wetness clenched tightly around him. I started to
move faster, the urgency inside me growing. Ripples of ecstasy melted
through my body, shaking me to the core. I held him tighter as I rode
him. He pulled my head down to his and I was lost again in his kiss. I
groaned against his lips as he grabbed my ass and roughly rocked me
against him, harder than before, even faster. I could feel myself about
to come; my pussy grasped his cock tighter. My nails dug into him as
the orgasm rocketed through me. I cried out as I threw my head back,
breaking the kiss. He
kept me moving, though. It was his turn now. Harder and faster. Deeper
inside. He clung to me and I knew it was near. He moaned loudly as he
shot himself into me. We were both left panting in the water, waves
lapping around us. I dropped my head to his shoulder and closed my
eyes, exhausted. He stroked my hair with his wet hand. Mmm, I
breathed against his neck. Just then the sound of a car horn made me
lift my head. Why was there a car horn at the beach? I opened my eyes
and was startled to find myself back in my car, sitting in traffic.
Horns blared all around me as the cars finally began to move. I sighed
heavily. Just a fantasy. I was covered in goosebumps and a tremor ran
through me as I came out of my fog and continued my drive to work.
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