It's a beautiful summer morning, Beans had managed to make all the arrangements for a week away. No calls no interruptions, and only one other person will know where to find her. For years she had planned this out in her head over and over, as though she could see and feel each and every detail. After putting the last bag in the truck she closed the tail gate, a devious smile crossed her face. She walked back into the house turned the computer on and sent one last e-mail for him to find.
Once the e-mail was sent she picked up the phone dialed his number but unfortunately there was no answer, his answering service picked up. Hearing his voice sent shivers up her spine, and her mind racing in delight to what this week would bring, a rush of butterflies overwhelmed her, and she quickly hung up. After taking a deep breath and collecting herself, she dialed the number again this time waiting for the answering service, at the beep she calmly left a message for him to access his e-mail when he got home, that there was a surprise awaiting him.
Knowing she was going to be there a day ahead of his scheduled vacation in his e-mail she left a phone number, a detailed set of driving directions, a picture of the secluded little cottage along with an invitation for him to join her. Happy with the messages left she shut down her computer picked up her cell phone tucked it into her purse, picked up her keys and headed out for the drive ahead of her. As she climbed into the truck she slid the cd she had created, of all the songs he had sent her over time, into the disk player. On her ride down with each song flashed memories of different conversations. A whole range of emotions washed over her. The good, the bad, and the passionate. As she turned onto the highway the music carried her along. Her mind flashed visions and thoughts of what that first sight would be like. That first touch, the long waited embrace.
Soon she had reached her destination. She stopped at the first cottage there she picked up the keys, looked over some local pamphlets of area attractions, and proceeded to what she hoped to be "their" cottage. Once at the cottage she opened the door, took in some of her bags. While walking back to the front door she noticed this gorgeous view. There in front of her was a big picture window over looking soft sands and the oceans water rushing the beach. Not one other person around just the sounds of the water and the smell of the salt water breeze. She quickly changed into her bikini and set off to the sand. There she laid out a large blanket her sport cd player and her oil. After lubing her body she put her head phones on laid on the blanket and quietly took in the peace and quiet of her own thoughts. The feel of the sun warming and gently massaging her skin as she lay there at ease. After a few hours she decided to shower and do a little creative shopping.
Back to the cottage she went, the cottage had an out door shower like the one in the cottage she stayed at often when she was little. It was built and closed in at the rear of the cottage. She took a towel some shampoo and soap and stepped into the shower. The sun still caressing her body as she stepped under the water. Feeling the warmth of the water, the sun, and suds rush over her body relaxed her even more. Slowly and softly she caressed her skin washing all of the tanning oil from her skin. Day dreaming of the two of them with oils and suds, rushing water and heated passionate kisses and roaming hands, free passion. Her anticipation grew more and more at the thought of him being there with her. After her shower she dressed hopped in the truck and was off on a quest.
Her quest to find some body oils, scented candles, and some groceries. By the time she returned to the cottage it was dark. She brought in all of her bags unpacked them walked into the bedroom there she placed a few candles by the bed. After checking her cell phone she noticed there were no messages. With the lights off in the cottage she walked to the window now only wearing a t-shirt and panties she stood in front of it for a while just gazing at the water and the way the moon light danced over each wave. After a while her eyes got heavy she walked back into the bedroom lit a candle and laid on the bed slowly drifting off to sleep. Waking to a thud, she looked over at the clock it was 3:52 am, thinking she dreamt the sound she rolled back over and closed her eyes. Again she heard a thump so she got up, quietly walking out to the kitchen to look out the door she noticed a person sitting on the patio. Slowly she opened the door only to find he was there.