Craig unloads everything he needs for a day at the beach, everything from a towel to a cooler full of Coronas. He carries the cooler, a large umbrella and sac with everything else in it down toward the shore line and sets up.
After kicking off his sandals and lying down on the towel beneath the umbrella, he pops open the cooler and grabs a Corona. The beer goes down smoothly, cooling him off in the hot, sticky weather. As soon as he finishes that one, he replaces it with another before closing the lid.
The weather isn't too bad at the beach today unlike yesterday's weather, but hot nonetheless. He gulps down half the bottle and lies back to relax. His vacation days are coming to a close and soon he'll have to get back to work. Coming to the beach everyday has rejuvenated him after three years of working solidly and not taking a vacation.
He's lying there for some time, which hasn't been much of an issue this last week, and about to fall asleep when a shadow falls over him. His eyes open fully and to his surprise is a woman with very large breasts in a bikini top way too small and barely holding them in.
"I'm sorry to bother you," she says in a sweet, almost country accent. "I've been watching you for some time. Gosh," she holds a hand to her mouth. "I sound like a stalker."
"No it's alright," Craig says smiling.
She giggles for a moment before continuing. "Like I said, I was watching you and you just, well, caught my eye. Mostly that rock hard body of yours." She smiles as her eyes slowly drop and settle to his crotch. "Do you mind if I join you for a drink?"
Craig slides over a little and pops open the cooler, grabbing a nice, cool Corona and says, "Don't mind at all."
The woman smiles, grabbing the Corona and settling down next to him. "I'm Veronica," she says holding out her hand.
Craig grabs it, kissing it lightly and says, "Craig."
"So Craig what do you do for a living?"
"I'm an Architect," he answers. "I'm finally taking a vacation after three years."