It was a hot and humid day in August when Phil and I decided to go down to the shore and watch the children playing in the water, and the young couples in love giggling, and looking into each other eyes. We sat on the blanket and watched these people for a while until Phil decided it was time for some dinner and a little hanky panky. By no means was I going to let him do stuff to me on the blanket with all the people on the beach. I decided for myself, I was going to tease him and make him want me so bad, with the touch of my hands or the sound of my voice he would get hard in seconds. I did this to him, and pretended like I did not know what was going on. He was hard, and I was off to get dinner since, I love Thai. I told him I would meet him back at the cottage. I went to the Thai diner and picked up the food and a bottle of red and white wine(my fav). On the way from the diner the sun was setting and a cool breeze came in. From the wind blowing my nipples got hard, and the wetness starting to ease in. Thoughts of Phil ran through my head. How I wanted to make love to him for hours. I was driving myself crazy.
I went to the cottage and Phil was no where to be seen. He had left a note on the fridge saying to meet him on the beach at our "spot" a little past 7pm. I waited until it was time, my nipples still hard from when I last thought of Phil and I, and the smell of food was driving me crazy. I went to our spot on the beach and there he was. He had set out the warm and fuzzy blanket on the beach with candles lit, music playing in the background, and he had on his favorite khakis pants with his shirt and tie. He looked stunning in his outfit. I brought the wine and the food. Phil looked so stunning I could not concentrate on eating my food. Just as I was done with my wine, Phil ever so sweetly leaned in and started to kiss my neck, I could smell his scent. I could feel my wetness flow out of my skirt. I could feel my hormones raging inside me, I wanted him to put his mouth on my lips and my clit. I wanted him to be inside me, and feel my wetness. As Phil continued to kiss me all over, I started to moan in excitement, his lips felt so right in all my spots. I started to get louder and then thats when I decided to kiss his neck, stomach, and took off his shirt. He kept on persisting to take my clothes off, but I would not let him do it just yet...