He's eye-fucking me and he's got ABS.
I mean, I'd put him and WineBar at about the same level for body.
But he's got balls too. Because from where he's sitting he's like "Want some help with the lotion?"
OMG OMG OMG OMG
Yes please.
I just nod and he walks over. I'm trying not to stare at his crotch.
Lets call this guy...Sunscreen.
And boy, wait till you find out what happens next! ;)
Hugs and kisses and lots of love!
Alexis
Sunscreen
Want some help with the lotion?
That's what he asks me. He being the man we're now calling sunscreen. Blue eyes. Brown hair. Like defined abs. As defined as WineBar. Pecs. Shirtless in board shorts and holding a Corona. Yeah its like 10 am, but I'm not judgy because I'm on vaca and all of a sudden, I'm very, very horny.
I nod. And turn o
ver. Oh God. I'm wearing my black bikini. I bought it for the trip from Pac Sun and its teeny tiny. What is he gonna think??
"My name is Sunscreen," he says. I mean he doesn't say Sunscreen haha but like his name.
"I'm Alexis." I say. I dunno why but I say "I'm here on a single girls weekend."
"Where's the rest of your flock?" he asks.
"Getting ready," I say and his hands are totally on my back. I'm squirming. I can't help it. It feels so good. The sun. The lotion. His hands rubbing.
"Where you from, Alexis?" he asks me and I swear I'm getting wet. Screw WineBar if he still hasn't called me back, ya know?
"I commute between San Francisco and New York," I say. "I'm like a bird."
"A very beautiful blonde haired bird," he tells me. I roll my eyes but I'm sighing because his hands are all like rubbing that lotion and I'm so seriously read to just turn over.
"Where are YOU from?" I ask, trying to sound cute.
"Atlanta," he tells me and goes silent, his hands rubbing my body.
I've never been to Atlanta but I sigh and is that me moaning a little?
"Sorry, it feels so good," I say inadvertently. He doesn't say anything. Just chuckles.
His hands go lower. They're on my lower back.
My ass is screaming out to him to go squeeze me. I dunno if its the hangover horn, or what, but I'm like ready to do this guy right now. Like if he went lower, I would spread my legs. Give him easier access. Let his fingers rub against me, ya know? Because I'm wet in that moment. I dunno why. I can't even see him anymore.
But I'm not married to WineBar. I know there are Team WineBar folks among you, but Sunscreen is taking very, very good care of me right now.
So I do something I've never thought I'd do before.