The Vacation- PART 2 of 4

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Well the rain did eventually stop and her vacation started going ad planned. She spent the days at the beach sun bathing and swimming. Then later in the day she went to the boardwalk poking around in shops and buying silly little trinkets for her friends.

   Her favorite was sitting on the benches next to the artists that set up on the boardwalk during the day and drew the funny portraits of the tourists. One in particular was a man who drew this young blond girl, she had noticed this girl in a shop earlier with her friends acting a total drama queen. Trying to get the boys attention being loud and very over dramatic. The artist drew her with a little skinny body with a huge balloon shaped head that was attached to a string being held by one of her tiny hands. The girl was over the moon with the drawing and as she walked away I came over to the man.

“Very fitting" I said to the artist with a chuckle. He looked up with a big grin on his face.

“ She has no idea" he replied.

      She looked at her watch, saw the time and waved good by to the artist and started back to the cottage. She had been there 2 and a half weeks and it had been exactly everything she pictured her getaway to be except for one thing. She was completely infatuated with the man she was renting from and he knew it.

   The day after she arrived she got up early and made herself a cup of coffee.  She wanted to check out the area so her and her coffee ventured outside the cottage to go take a sneak ***k at the beach before it got to crowded. She walked around the corner of the house and immediately stopped short, wearing her coffee in the process. Sam the owner was up on a ladder, he was wearing tan board shorts and that was it. She knew when she saw him that first evening that he was solid underneath his baggy cloths but she had no idea.

   He was completely tan, broad muscular shoulders, perfect chest with just the right amount of short chest hair covering his well defined pectoral muscles. He had a wash board stomach leading down to a patch of closely cropped black fur past his bellybutton down to where his waistline of his shorts were resting. His arms were her favorite though. They were not ridiculously huge but every muscle was well defined. He had arms that could toss her into any sexual position without the slightest effort.

   With that thought on her mind her eyes moved back to his stomach and followed the line of shaved fur down to his board shorts to his groin, and by the way his shorts hung she knew two things. One, he was not wearing underwear and two, he definitely was a shower.

   She could feel her bikini bottoms getting moist as her pussy started to get wet with the thought of what this man could do to her little body. It was then with her eyes locked on the front of his shorts wondering how big his cock actually was that he made a throat clearing noise which only could mean he had been there watching her contemplating the closeness of his manscaping far longer than she realized. He did not seem to mind with the big cat that ate the canary grin on his face when she looked up. He had said good morning but at that moment she had forgotten how to speak and walking backwards she disappeared around the corner of the house.

   Ever since then he almost never wore a shirt around her and every day he would stand a little closer to her. Then a new game was started. Every evening he would go for a 30 min run then spend an hour in his gym that was off the front hallway. It was the same time every day, then he would go into the bathroom that was across the hall. She started laying in bed with her door wide open, a clear view to the bathroom. She would lay there pretending to be reading one of the books she had packed. He would go into the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and stand in the doorway just briefly so he knew I had gotten a good look at him .

   Within the last week she had noticed his towel getting lower and lower around his waist until last night she had her book open to the same spot she has had it open to for the last week when he walked into the bathroom flashing her a playful grin turned around unwrapping his towel and throwing it to the side before slowly walking backwards and closing the door. His ass was perfect , his hole body was perfect. He was driving her crazy and he liked it. That night she had gotten herself off three times fantasizing over his mouth on every part of her body.

   Tonight she was hoping he would be facing her when he drops his towel. So she hurried back to the cottage so she could get into her comfy spot and pick up her book that she still hadn’t read a word of.

   PART 2 OF 4

[Rahulforf]

Nice continuation