It had been a really hard week. Work was brutal and my personal life even more so. It was a whole lot of nothing. I didn’t have hopes for the night but here we were, my husband and I at the beach. God, there were so many people here. I lay down on the blanket. Just a few minutes until sundown. I looked over, he was asleep. Yes. It was a hard week.
I lay back and closed my eyes, looked at the stars just peeking out of the clouds. No matter when we came out here, those clouds were there, I could feel one drop, then two. It didn’t rain much but it cleared the beach. Good bye, fools. You have no idea what you’re missing.
It continued a small drizzle that kept my attention. Nobody here. Hmmmm, nobody. There might be something to that. I looked over at my husband and thought, what if I wake him? What if he and I got a little rambunctious? Here. Now. That would be fun, take some of the edge off a glass of wine couldn’t. I looked over, he was snoring, so peacefully. God, I hated to wake him. Even if it was for fun, how often do you really get this kind of peace?
But now the idea was in my head. I looked at the water. Yep. That’s the ticket. I stood up, careful not to wake him. I walked down to the water and slid in. Yum, it was so warm. It literally felt like I had a million warm hands all over my body. I slid my top off first, that’s always the easy one. Now, if I could get my bottoms off without losing them this time, now that would me a modern miracle. Off they came, almost like they knew what I was up to.
Damn clothes had a mind of their own. Who was I to go against the universe? Mother nature takes care of her own. I lay back in the water, letting my nipples rise to the surface and poke out. What if I just like, started to rub my clit? I sat up, the sun was down, the people were gone, the rain in a small drizzle still, and my husband, yes, he was still on the beach asleep.
I lay back again getting my head submerged. I pinched my nipples, because, well, why wouldn’t I? I moved my right hand down to the mound now sticking out the water. Yes. That felt so good. I stuck my fingers in and out, yes. This girl wasn’t going against nature today. I slid my fingers again in and out, in and out. Rubbed across my clit over and over, my left hand pinching my nipples as I went. I didn’t care if anyone saw at this point. I opened my eyes and saw the moon, damn huge moon. It was calling to me. Rub, move, slide, rub, move, slide, pinch. God, what a feeling in this gorgeous warm salt water, the raindrops on my face, my shoulders relaxing from weightlessness. I could feel the orgasm coming on, just wanting it so bad. Could I scream? Did I dare look to see if anyone was watching? Truth be told, I didn’t care who watched. There comes a time when that’s the least of your worries. You just want to get off, and fast.
I slid my fingers in again and rubbed the warmth all over my pussy. The orgasm that ripped through me made me grab my breast and moan. I dipped under the water and stayed there for a minute. When I rose out of the water, I could see the shade of my husband watching me. I looked around, I was illuminated in the water from the moon.
It took a minute to swim to shore. It wasn’t until I stood up that I realized my swimsuit was nowhere around.
