A Walk by the Beach

 

A Walk by the Beach:

    It has already been a few weeks since I last met Mary. I need to cut back on classes, my job, and other responsibilities somehow. My babe deserves better than being a second thought. Hopefully, a flower bouquet and a nice date on the beach will be enough for her to forgive me.
    By the time I arrive at the meetup spot, Mary is already sitting there like the beautiful grace she is. Maybe it is just my over-excitement, but she looks so much hotter today than any time I can recall. Her long brunette hair flows in the wind. Her thin pink dress hugs her curves nicely, and I can't help but ogle her beauty. When Mary sees me, she smiles and calls me over. She truly is stunning. Simply stunning.
    As we walk along the coastline hand in hand, passing by the sunbathers on their towels, Mary and I recount our recent experiences. Whenever she talks, there is a kind of jovial and flirtatious note in her voice. She is so much more open...so much freer.
    "...to tell you the truth...a fucking pervert came onto me one night," she casually throws into the conversation.
    While I can only see red, grasping her hand tighter, Mary seemed more amused than angry.
    She giggles. "Honestly, babe, it's okay. Somehow, that experience has made me more liberated. I want to show off more. I want to be seen and appreciated. I'm a sexy woman, am I not? I seriously don't know why it took so long for me to realize that, but the entire week, let me tell you, I spent exploring the temple that is my body...and it felt incredible!"
    My heart thumps against my chest as if trying to get out. Her open confession weirds me out, considering the way I know her, but I guess those feelings are...misplaced? As long as Mary is happy, I should be too...right?
    "I see, babe..." I said, still holding onto her hand tightly, "if you say that you're fine now, I'm glad."
    And then, a sudden spark flashes in her eye. She looks into mine before leaning in for a tender kiss on the cheek and whispers into my ear, "Let's go find somewhere private."
    Behind a nearby stall, Mary unzips my pants. Her eyes show eagerness as her lips part up in a coy smirk. I don't get what is going on, but I can feel my heart racing in anticipation. I'm just about to speak when she moves her hands down on my belt and takes out my manhood.
    By the time her plush lips surround my cock, her tongue joyfully wrapping around its length, all worries melt away. Maybe it can work. Maybe this can be...so much better than what we had before.