sexy prompt
She was a rare beauty and she was brazenly teasing him. He had waited all his life for this kind of luck but now.....
She was a rare beauty and she was brazenly teasing him. He had waited all his life for this kind of luck but now..... he had a list of troubles on his mind.
He had just been given two weeks notice about his job and he had burnt his dinner and had come to the beach to forget things for a moment or two.
Boy, she did look good in that yellow bikini though....maybe he could just enjoy the view and not worry about how things would develop? So, with a "What the heck" attitude, he leaned over on his beach blanket and engaged her in a little conversation.
"You're a body builder, aren't you?" "Why, YES, I am, thank you for noticing! Did you get your speedo at Hanes Department Store? "Yes, I did, I got a kick out of the Fruit of the Loom guys being printed on it." Want to go into the water for a swim?", he queried. "I thought you'd never ask, she giggled.
He extended his hand and she grabbed it tightly as they ran into the waves. They froliced and splashed each other like childhood friends. Wow, he exclaimed, I never asked you your name!
"Oh, Chicky, is my is my name. I 'm a topless dancer three nights a week at 'The Brazen Brazierre'
on Sixth Avenue and Dunkirk." Without missing a beat, he responded: " I'm a manager at Billy Bob's Body Building Sweat Shop downtown." "Seems we have something in common!" she smiled and splashed him again invitingly.
He reached out and drew her closer to himself and kissed her.
All the bells and whistles went off in both their heads!
They ran up on the beach as the sun went down and wrangled around for and hour, when a police officer came by and ordered them off the beach.
It was the best sunset experience of both their lives.
Covered in sand ,dragging their beach towels behind them, they climbed up to the boardwalk, sat down on a bench and kissed some more.
"Let's go back to my place", Chicky suggested.
"But, first, I would like to know your name."
"Dick" , he replied.
"Sounds like the beginnning of a great relationship."
They laughed as he put the key in the ignition of his candy red
1957 Plymouth Fury convertable-the evening wind blowing through their hair.
"What do ya think.....one more stop... for a cruise through The Tunnel of Love????"
Karen Micallef Tylutki
Sept.03, 2009
Copyright.
He had just been given two weeks notice about his job and he had burnt his dinner and had come to the beach to forget things for a moment or two.
Boy, she did look good in that yellow bikini though....maybe he could just enjoy the view and not worry about how things would develop? So, with a "What the heck" attitude, he leaned over on his beach blanket and engaged her in a little conversation.
"You're a body builder, aren't you?" "Why, YES, I am, thank you for noticing! Did you get your speedo at Hanes Department Store? "Yes, I did, I got a kick out of the Fruit of the Loom guys being printed on it." Want to go into the water for a swim?", he queried. "I thought you'd never ask, she giggled.
He extended his hand and she grabbed it tightly as they ran into the waves. They froliced and splashed each other like childhood friends. Wow, he exclaimed, I never asked you your name!
"Oh, Chicky, is my is my name. I 'm a topless dancer three nights a week at 'The Brazen Brazierre'
on Sixth Avenue and Dunkirk." Without missing a beat, he responded: " I'm a manager at Billy Bob's Body Building Sweat Shop downtown." "Seems we have something in common!" she smiled and splashed him again invitingly.
He reached out and drew her closer to himself and kissed her.
All the bells and whistles went off in both their heads!
They ran up on the beach as the sun went down and wrangled around for and hour, when a police officer came by and ordered them off the beach.
It was the best sunset experience of both their lives.
Covered in sand ,dragging their beach towels behind them, they climbed up to the boardwalk, sat down on a bench and kissed some more.
"Let's go back to my place", Chicky suggested.
"But, first, I would like to know your name."
"Dick" , he replied.
"Sounds like the beginnning of a great relationship."
They laughed as he put the key in the ignition of his candy red
1957 Plymouth Fury convertable-the evening wind blowing through their hair.
"What do ya think.....one more stop... for a cruise through The Tunnel of Love????"
Karen Micallef Tylutki
Sept.03, 2009
Copyright.
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