Word Play

Eugene smiled and when she rolled over he reached for her breasts, looking like a man reaching for oranges.

“Slow down cowboy.” She laughed and pouted her lips. “I can do the front. Thanks.”

“Damn, I was thiiisss close.” He held his fingers apart as if pinching something.

They both laughed as Eugene admired Madison and the beauty of her body basking in the sun. She was so comfortable and confident and seemed to be secure in who she was. The whole not giving a fuck what people thought attitude was refreshing. Unafraid to be sexy but not a slut.

She was natural. Eugene liked that. Of course sitting next to a sexy, semi-naked woman wasn’t bad either.

They spent their afternoon talking and getting some sun. Madison offered to put some lotion on Eugene?

??s white legs and back. He spread a towel beside her and plopped down on his back. Madison’s body swayed back and forth with her slick fingers on his chest. Her nails would occasionally dig into his toned muscles. She was driving him crazy. Eugene felt a rising urge in his loins and quickly rolled over to his stomach, making an indention in the sand.

Madison continued her erotic smoothing of lotion on Eugene’s back.

While rubbing his shoulders her breasts would brush against his skin.

He could feel her nipples, tight and protruding outward, as they rubbed against his back. They showed her arousal from this bath in oil.

Eugene was in heaven. He was getting a rubdown from a hot, sexy woman. He made mental notes to include this in his next book. As soon as he could get his straining boner to calm down and let him sit up.

They both lay face down and talked about everything. Where they lived, who they were and why they took this vacation to a remote island.

“Being an executive secretary in Boston, for a law firm, is a bitch sometimes. I like what I do but most of the people that work for me are a pain in the ass.” She let out a heavy sigh and continued. “I’d like something with less pressure. Some of the cases at the firm are so overwhelming that you get wrapped up in the case and realize that all this corporate shit is just wrong. People always trying to fuck others because of petty things. I’m sorry, I’m probably boring you.”

“Oh no. I enjoy listening.” He smiled and sipped his drink.

“You know, I took this vacation because I just wanted to be free for a bit. To cut loose and not worry about the day-to-day things suffocating me.” Madison closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

“I can see this is a double-edged sword for you. You don’t mind what you do, it’s all the peripheral bullshit that goes with it. Writing is a whole lot less stressful until you get to the dollars and cents part. I do tax service for people to get my insurance and all but that gets heavy for only 4 months of the year. The rest is for writing and if I have to follow what they tell me, it limits my creative flow.”

Madison smirked, “You know what? Fuck them. Write what you want.

If they don’t like it, too bad. You are at a point in your career where other places would take anything you write. You have thirty books out there making money for them, they owe you some freedom. Remember that scene in your book, where the couple was in the glass elevator? She dropped to her knees and sucked him off between floors. That was hot. I mean his ass pressed against the glass wall, that was really sexy. It was off the wall and spontaneous. People love that shit and it seemed you did writing it.”

“Actually I did like that scene. I have favorites that are mostly fantasies I wished I could act out. That’s the joy of writing.”

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They both enjoyed each other’s company and the afternoon turned to evening. “So, what do you think? You want some dinner? We can eat in the hotel restaurant downstairs.”

“Well, I usually am a little slower moving with men. But, you seem safe. I mean you are Angela Jollie. It’s just some dinner.” She smiled and began to laugh.

They picked up their belongings and Eugene was a perfect gentleman, carrying her small bag of miscellaneous crap. He also wanted to walk behind her to get a better look at her ass. He loved watching a woman’s ass, he was a typical horny guy.

They parted at the hotel entrance. They needed to change and get ready for dinner.

“Seven?” Eugene asked.

Madison smiled back, “Perfect,” and walked to the elevator.

Eugene did his best to act cool. He stood, chest puffed out, stoic and all macho. As the doors closed to the elevator he burst. “Ya baby, hoop, hoop, hoop, you da man, da man.” The fist pumping and hollering display caught the attention of everyone in the lobby. Eugene quickly composed himself and started toward the elevator on the opposite side.

As he walked by the bellboy Eugene held his hand in typical hi-five fashion. The slap echoed in the lobby as the elevator doors closed.

Eugene hadn’t been on a date in a while. Most of his female companions were picked up in a bar or…a club. Something about Madison stood out. She was different. She was sexy, very funny and much to his admiration, she was intelligent. Anything put together that well needed some special care.

He went to his room and rustled through the hotel’s free shampoo, soap and body wash. He let the shower run for a bit, steaming up the bathroom while he grabbed his briefs and stripped. Hmmm, must be cold out, he thought.