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tomorrow. Say . . . three oclock? Pack a bathing suit and an overnight bag."
Before I could respond, she turned and walked back to her car.
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I was restless all night, wondering what the next day held in store for me. When the sun came up, I began going through my closet trying to find just the right outfits. I didnt know what McKayla had planned, so I threw a bunch of clothes into a bag and hoped I hadnt forgotten anything.
Right before I left, I took a shower and resisted the temptation to masturbate.
From what I could recall, McKayla lived about half an hour up the coast, and I left at about two, following the Mapquest directions to her house. I knew I was early, but I didnt want to get lost and be late. I drove by her subdivision with lots of time to spare, so I stopped in at a grocery store and bought a few bottles of wine.
As I pulled in to her driveway, I marveled at how big her house was. She had a good size lot and her house seemed to blend in nicely with the neighbourhood. Although it was only a single level, it seemed to sprawl out with the beach forming a nice backdrop.
I parked in her driveway and as soon as I got out of the car, McKayla came out to greet me. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a nice t-shirt. I threw my duffel bag over my shoulder and she carried the wine inside.
"Very nice," she said, putting the wine in a special built-in cooler under her counter. I picked up a zinfandel, a chardonnay, a merlot and one of my favourite dessert wines.
"Let me take your bag," she said, noticing my discomfort. She led me to the back of her house. The steps were very familiar, only this time I wasnt hungover. She set the duffel in a corner of her bedroom, the same bedroom where I had woken up the week before.
I didnt really know what to expect next. A part of me hoped she would take it slow. Deep down, I wasnt really sure that my mind wanted what my body did. At the same time, my desire for McKayla was nearly overpowering.
"Did you have anything in mind for this afternoon?" she asked.
"Not really," I replied.
"I thought wed hang out for a while," she said. "We could go down on the beach or just lay out on the deck. Theres a hottub if thats your speed. Or we could run over to the outlet mall thats right up the road and do some shopping. . . . I thought that Id cook you dinner and then we could watch a movie or something."
My heart jumped at the "or something".
In truth, I was relieved that McKayla didnt just push me into bed (although a part of me would have been okay with that, too). "Lets just hang out here."
She seemed to let out
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a relieved sigh. "Okay. Ill let you change here. My suits out on the deck."
As she brushed past me, I impulsively reached out and took her hand. She turned her head and our lips met for a brief second. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I started to nibble on her lip, but she pulled back, as if willing herself not to jump me right there.
Then, she turned and quickly left her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
It only took a minute for me to change into my blue bikini. I pulled a t-shirt over it and went back to the kitchen looking for McKayla.
I drew in a sharp breath.
She was on the deck wearing a two-piece number that showed off her perfect form. Her raven-black hair hung down to the middle of her back. The thin spaghetti straps held up her gravity-defying breasts. I swear there wasnt an ounce of fat on that girl. The tingling started again in my gut.
McKayla turned and saw me through the bay window. Busted!
I could only blush. She smiled knowingly but didnt say anything.
With nowhere to hide, I walked outside onto the deck. The view of the ocean was amazing. There were a couple of trees in the backyard, but they were arranged so the shoreline was unobstructed. A privacy fence on each side of the lot kept the prying eyes of the neighbours away.
There was a small patch of grass and then the dunes started. A walkway led from the deck on the back of her house through the dunes and let out on the white sandy beach. At the fenceline, a door kept people from wandering in off the shore. A single showerhead let people rinse the salt and sand off before coming in.
The deck itself was large. It was tiered into three levels. Down from where we were standing, an area was carved out that held a grill and a table. Up one tier was the jacuzzi, another table and a covered bar. A handful of lounge chairs were scattered here and there.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked me.
"What have you got?"
"I was thinking of mixing up a couple of margaritas," she replied.
"That sounds great," I said.
"There are towels in the plastic bin behind the bar." McKayla answered my unasked question. "Theres also suntan lotion in there, too. Ive got some SPF 30, 40 and 45. On the rocks with salt, right?"
I nodded.
She went over to the bar and began mixing drinks. Nothing so crude as simply tequila and a mixer, but she handmade a margarita from scratch. I dont know about you, but in my book, that qualified her as a keeper.
As I sorted through the sunblock, she handed me a glass. I took a long pull. It wasnt too strong or too sour. It was just right.
"Beach or deck?" she asked.
"Deck," I replied.
We sat down on a couple of the lounge chairs. The sun was out but the ocean breeze
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