John and Cassandra slipped away from the elegant dinner party through the sliding glass door ready for a romantic moonlit walk on the picturesque beach. Totally unobserved, they made their way down the steps leading to the beach. They had grown bored with the stuffy conversation that all too often accompanied such events. In their quest for excitement, they had stolen a few precious moments of pleasure as the evening unfolded; sensuous glances from across the room, tender kisses in the dark, and gentle caresses under the table.
Now they were ready to be alone and enjoy each other fully. Cassandra smiled as she kicked off her 4" stilettos and wiggled her bare toes in the warm sand. John followed her lead and pulled off his shoes and socks. Sand filled his mirror-like black shoes as he dropped them without hesitation to take Cassandra's soft delicate hand. John's hand totally enveloped her small hand. As their fingers locked together, John raised her hand to his mouth and gently touched his lips to the back of her hand. She smiled up at him her blue eyes twinkling as brilliantly as the stars above them. The full moon cast a warm glow on the lovers as they walked hand in hand down to the edge of the clear blue water.
To the world, they looked out of place on that casual little beach in their formal attire. John looked strikingly handsome in his black tuxedo with a royal blue satin vest and tie. Cassandra couldn't take her eyes off him. His tight round ass was not hidden even in dress slacks. "God, how she wanted him." John had noticed earlier how every man at the party turned to look as Cassandra entered the room. "She is every man's fantasy", he thought. The short black low-cut evening dress accentuated every part of her beautiful body. The bodice clung to her firm round breasts. The form-fitting waist showed off her hour glass figure. The full short skirt encircled her round bottom and showed off her beautiful shapely legs. She was truly a vision.