Water BalletA Story by Dave Water Ballet Standing by the water's edge,feet whetted by tiny rippling waves, her slight , slim shadow was cast unevenly over the sandy beach. Far beyond the blue and white crested seas, the sun was slowly settling for it's evening rest. I was entranced as I watched the last orange and red rays of sunlight reflect off her tanned face and what seems to be, golden hair. Her one piece, white bathing suit also picks up the warm colors of the sunset. She stands looking out over the sea as though drinking in the beauty before her. I marvel at how perfectly her presence completes the scene. Not wishing to scare or disturb her, I clumsily approach her splashing the water. She turns to me. "It's like a beautiful painting, isn't it" I say. "Yes,it is" she replies. She moved toward me with e grace of a ballerina. Certainly, she had the legs and figure of one. Looking intently at me she seemed to stare deep into my eyes and smiled. "Has anyone ever told you that you have such beautiful blue eyes?" she asked with a blush that glowed on her cheeks. "Not by anyone as pretty as you, but you have very beautiful blue eyes yourself, surely you've been told this." Still, somewhat blushing she replied, "I've been told that I have nice blue eyes, but never that they were beautiful, thank you. By the way, my name is Charlotte." "It's nice to meet you Charlotte, my name is Dan. I love to watch the sunset at the shore, I can see that you do too." "Oh yes, it's always so gorgeous with the different colors of the sky. Tonight there's going to be a full moon and I love swimming in the moon-light, do you?" "Yes, yes, I do, would you mind if i joined you?" "I think that would be very nice, but I prefer swimming at night in the nude would that bother you?" The two of us doffed our suits as though they were sizes too large and we were soon running to dive into the waves. Charlotte was a very good swimmer and was already quite a ways out into the water before I caught up with her. Laughing, she reached out to me and I pulled her into me and gave her a short sweet kiss. We playfully splashed each other and began to swim parallel to the shore. I'm a pretty good swimmer, but she easily out distanced me. She moved with the grace of dancer, the way she moved her arms and kicked her legs. Everything about her seemed so elegant, like a ballerina. Moving closer to shore we took advantage of the small waves and challenged each other in body surfing. It was a contest to see how far each of us could go. After four tries we ended in a tie. Splashing the sand off each other, we went back out further for another long swim. By now the moon was shining with all its glory across the calm ocean. After our swim, which was longer than our first one, we stopped closer to the shoreline. Standing only ankle deep in the water the moonlight outlined the silhouette of Charlotte. Her supple breasts and n*****s easily seen above her slim form, with rounded hips and thighs tapering down her long shapely legs. We moved together up the beach and she took my hand. As we left the water she turned to me an kissed me pulling me into her. During our kiss, I'm sure she could feel my desire for her. Still holding my hand she led me to the blanket she had spread, where hours before we had tossed our bathing suits. There was no need for towels to dry each other, the warm breeze coming off the inland was doing that for us. Together we lay on the blanket and kissed, all the while I relished licking the salt from her warm body until finally,kisses were not enough. © 2021 DaveReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 23, 2021 Last Updated on February 23, 2021 AuthorDaveBridgewater, NJAboutDavid B. Pincus I am a retired teacher. I have taught in grades 5th-8th in New Jersey. I am married and have two grown daughters and four grandsons. I enjoy playing tennis and traveling. With m.. more..Writing
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