The Girl In The Red Bikini

An encounter of the beach turns out to be a once in a lifetime meeting.
Not suitable for minors.
EXCERPT:

The top of her bikini strained to hold her full breasts upright as she lay on the beach. Her hair was messy, blown by the wind and damp from the heat of the sun. A glance I got of her as I passed was enough to make me want to see a lot more of her. For the next hour or so, I watched her soak up the sun. She was the hottest girl I’d seen since I got to the shore. I tried to be nonchalant because I thought she might be pissed or insulted if she caught me staring.

I knew I’d been caught when she walked over and blocked the sun from my eyes. She looked good lying in the sand. With the sun behind her, she looked positively angelic. The look in her eye made it clear she was no angel though.

She only stayed long enough to write her room number on my hand before she walked away. As I got up to follow her, she turned and shook her head. With a wicked smile she said, "30 minutes."

As she headed back to the hotel, she looked over her shoulder and caught me checking out her ass. Twenty-nine minutes later I was standing at her door waiting for the final minute to tick by. Freshly showered and dressed, I was curious and aroused. When the door opened, I was disappointed for a moment. She was wrapped from her chest to her ankles in a huge white fluffy towel. Her hair was still a little damp but now it was combed out and styled. Her makeup was impeccably done and her lips were glossed in a delicious cherry red. She leaned over and gave me a kiss saying, "Come in."

Before I said a word, she walked away. Her towel hit the floor and stepped free of it before the latch clicked shut.

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The Girl In The Red Bikini

An encounter of the beach turns out to be a once in a lifetime meeting.
Not suitable for minors.
EXCERPT:

The top of her bikini strained to hold her full breasts upright as she lay on the beach. Her hair was messy, blown by the wind and damp from the heat of the sun. A glance I got of her as I passed was enough to make me want to see a lot more of her. For the next hour or so, I watched her soak up the sun. She was the hottest girl I’d seen since I got to the shore. I tried to be nonchalant because I thought she might be pissed or insulted if she caught me staring.

I knew I’d been caught when she walked over and blocked the sun from my eyes. She looked good lying in the sand. With the sun behind her, she looked positively angelic. The look in her eye made it clear she was no angel though.

She only stayed long enough to write her room number on my hand before she walked away. As I got up to follow her, she turned and shook her head. With a wicked smile she said, "30 minutes."

As she headed back to the hotel, she looked over her shoulder and caught me checking out her ass. Twenty-nine minutes later I was standing at her door waiting for the final minute to tick by. Freshly showered and dressed, I was curious and aroused. When the door opened, I was disappointed for a moment. She was wrapped from her chest to her ankles in a huge white fluffy towel. Her hair was still a little damp but now it was combed out and styled. Her makeup was impeccably done and her lips were glossed in a delicious cherry red. She leaned over and gave me a kiss saying, "Come in."

Before I said a word, she walked away. Her towel hit the floor and stepped free of it before the latch clicked shut.

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The Girl In The Red Bikini

The Girl In The Red Bikini

by Nick Foxx
The Girl In The Red Bikini

The Girl In The Red Bikini

by Nick Foxx

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Overview

An encounter of the beach turns out to be a once in a lifetime meeting.
Not suitable for minors.
EXCERPT:

The top of her bikini strained to hold her full breasts upright as she lay on the beach. Her hair was messy, blown by the wind and damp from the heat of the sun. A glance I got of her as I passed was enough to make me want to see a lot more of her. For the next hour or so, I watched her soak up the sun. She was the hottest girl I’d seen since I got to the shore. I tried to be nonchalant because I thought she might be pissed or insulted if she caught me staring.

I knew I’d been caught when she walked over and blocked the sun from my eyes. She looked good lying in the sand. With the sun behind her, she looked positively angelic. The look in her eye made it clear she was no angel though.

She only stayed long enough to write her room number on my hand before she walked away. As I got up to follow her, she turned and shook her head. With a wicked smile she said, "30 minutes."

As she headed back to the hotel, she looked over her shoulder and caught me checking out her ass. Twenty-nine minutes later I was standing at her door waiting for the final minute to tick by. Freshly showered and dressed, I was curious and aroused. When the door opened, I was disappointed for a moment. She was wrapped from her chest to her ankles in a huge white fluffy towel. Her hair was still a little damp but now it was combed out and styled. Her makeup was impeccably done and her lips were glossed in a delicious cherry red. She leaned over and gave me a kiss saying, "Come in."

Before I said a word, she walked away. Her towel hit the floor and stepped free of it before the latch clicked shut.


Product Details

BN ID: 2940044778924
Publisher: Nick Foxx
Publication date: 08/09/2012
Series: The Girl In Red , #1
Sold by: Smashwords
Format: eBook
File size: 115 KB
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

Nick Foxx grew up in the rural south. He studied music and art with some of the finest musicians and creative minds in the country. His first play was produced by the school theater department while he was in grade school. He played first professional gig when he was twelve years old. Over the years, he's won awards for music, writing and art. Artwork from more than two dozen albums that he produced, engineered, or wrote music for grace the wall of his office. He's scored films, stage productions, and written commercial jingles. After forty years in the music business he still finds time to write music for TV and record work of his own. Under the pen name Nicky Faulkes, he won the Earth Day award from literotica.com for his story "The Time Of My Life". ------------------------------------------------ If you write a review and send me your email address, I'll send you a code to download a similar book FREE! (Limit one per reader) nick@nickfoxx.net Aren't you glad you read my bio? ------------------------------------------------

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