Chapter 3

“So what did you have in mind for today?” Jennifer asked Mark as they sat at breakfast the following morning.

“I don’t know, what do you suggest? You’re the tour guide,” he said chuckling.

“Well, I have a friend with a boat ... care to go for a ride?” she suggested.

“Sounds like fun,” he said. So Jennifer packed them a picnic lunch and they stopped by the local store for some ice. Mark decided to pick up a bottle of wine and they made their way to her friend’s house. After securing permission to use the boat, Mark and Jennifer went down to the dock where the boat was kept. They loaded up the small craft with their picnic lunch and got underway.

“You are pretty good at this boat stuff,” Mark said as she piloted the boat out of the small harbor and along the south side of Paradise Island. Reaching the east end of the island, she turned the boat northward to go between Paradise Island and the neighboring Athol Island.

Once she had passed between them, she turned east once again until she reached a little secluded strip of beach she knew well. There she brought the small boat to shore as close as she could.

Mark got out of the boat and found the water a little over waist deep. He pulled the boat closer to shore until the keel of the boat just scraped the soft sandy bottom and Jennifer dropped the anchor over the back of the boat.

Meanwhile Mark tied the front of the boat off to a very large piece of driftwood almost totally buried in the sand except for one spot that had been dug out – it was obvious that other boaters had used this beach themselves, and tied off their boats at the very same spot.

Once the boat was secured, he came back and carried Jennifer ashore. The he returned for the picnic basket and beach blanket. They picked out a good spot to set up and he laid the blanket out.

“Let’s go for a little swim before we eat,” Jennifer said, shedding her clothes to reveal her bikini underneath.

“But I didn’t bring any trunks,” Mark said.

“That’s okay, you are already wet from carrying me ashore!” she said, as she took Mark’s hand. They ran out into the surf laughing and giggling. They went out into the water until it just covered Jennifer’s breasts and then Mark turned to her.

“This is a very beautiful spot and I like that it is so private,” Mark said.

“Yes, I come here often just to think and be alone. Sometimes life gets complicated even on ‘Paradise Island’!” she said smiling.

“Yes, I suppose so,” Mark agreed, “But this is a beautiful spot to uncomplicate it for awhile.”

“Especially when you have someone to uncomplicate it with,” she said softly. Jennifer looked up into his eyes as she spoke, looking for a reaction. Mark took her in his arms and kissed her, long and deep as the water lapped at them. She moaned softly as he crushed his lips to hers and his tongue snaked it’s way into her open, inviting mouth.

As they kissed, Jennifer melted into his arms, pressing herself to him. He felt her hard nipples poking him in the chest and she felt his strong arms encircling her and making her feel safe and protected. Mark could feel his cock getting hard as she pressed into him and he was sure she felt it as well.

They kissed for several moments until she broke the kiss gasping and panting for breath. “We’d better eat before all the food goes bad,” she panted trying to compose herself.

“You’re probably right,” he agreed, “why don’t you get things ready and I’ll be up in a minute.”

“Okay,” Jennifer replied and went to set up lunch. Mark didn’t tell her, but he stayed in the water because he had a raging hard on and wanted it to go down before she saw it. He wasn’t sure how she felt and didn’t want to embarrass her, or himself, with such a display.

A couple minutes alone (and thinking about work back home) and his cock shrank back to an acceptable state. He came out of the water and up to the blanket where she had set out lunch.

Mark opened the wine he had brought along and poured them each a glass. They ate the lunch and sipped their wine as they relaxed on the warm white sand.

“That was a delicious lunch Jen,” Mark said as he finished eating.

“Thank you,” she replied with a smile. They both laid back on the blanket to let their lunch settle. They lay there soaking up the sun for a couple minutes before Jennifer turned to him.

“Mark, would you rub some lotion on my back? I need to work on my tan a bit,” she asked.

“Sure,” he said, taking the bottle of suntan lotion from her. Jennifer laid on her stomach as Mark squirted some of the lotion into his hands and rubbed them together to warm it up a bit before rubbing the lotion onto her.

“Mmm, that feels sooo good,” Jennifer said as she closed her eyes, enjoying Mark’s hands on her body.

As Mark continued to massage the lotion into Jennifer’s skin, she could feel herself getting more and more aroused. Mark was a very handsome man and his touch set her skin afire. The kisses that they had shared had made her heart skip. Despite her own warnings to herself, she was beginning to have feelings for her tourist friend.

As he finished oiling up her back, he moved down to do the backs of her legs as well. He began rubbing lotion on the backs of her thighs and Jennifer unconsciously parted her legs a bit when she felt his hands rubbing the insides of her thighs. He intentionally kept from going too high on her thighs, not wanting to take advantage and perhaps cross some boundary with her.

But when Jennifer moaned “higher” he knew she wasn’t worried about boundaries. She parted her legs wider as his hands moved further up her legs, brushing the hem of her bikini bottoms.

Jennifer gasped as his hands moved up and her hips raised of their own volition. As he rubbed the lotion on her thighs, her hips began a slow grinding motion. It was a slight motion, but noticeable to Mark and he smiled.

“You like this huh?” he said, grinning broadly.

“Mmm, yes. Your hands feel wonderful,” she replied in a soft moan.

“Well you feel pretty good yourself,” he said smiling. His hands continued to roam along her thighs, rubbing in the lotion and exploring her body. As he moved up her thighs, Jennifer raised her hips without thinking as a reaction to his massage.

As he began to move back down her thighs again he accidently brushed across her pussy and Jennifer moaned. Seeing her reaction, he “accidently” brushed across her again. Jennifer raised her hips again higher this time.

“You like that, do you?” he said.

“Yesss,” she panted slightly. His hand were turning her on and the closer he would come to her core, the higher the flames would get. He began making a point of visiting her pussy as he rubbed up her thighs and she would raise her ass as he got close, inviting him to move up higher. Once he lingered a bit longer than usual, rubbing her pussy through her bikini bottoms.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned softly, wriggling her as his hands sent electric sparks through her pussy and up her spine.

Suddenly, Jennifer rolled over and sat up. Mark, surprised by her move, sat back on heels. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing, Mark, but before we go any further, we need to talk,” she said.

“About what, Jen?”

“Mark I really like you. You are more than just another tourist to the islands. But I also realize that you will be leaving, so I have been trying to keep that in mind. And then there’s your recent divorce too. I, I just don’t want to get hurt,” she said, her eyes darting back and forth searching his face.

“Jennifer, you mean a lot to me as well. I came to the Bahamas to clear my head after my divorce and to try and find out where to go from here. I never in my wildest imaginations expected to find someone like you and even less to feel like this about anyone so soon after the divorce.

“But there’s something you need to know about me and Amy’s relationship – it has been ‘over’ for a long time, we just finally made it legal with the divorce so we could both go our separate ways. I mean we have had separate apartments for the past four or five months and prior to that we didn’t hardly even speak to each other. It wasn’t pretty. So you have nothing to worry about there.

“Jenny, I know that you don’t want to be hurt. And that is the last thing I would want to do to you, believe me. But I would be lying to myself and to you if I didn’t admit that I have feelings for you.

“What will happen when I leave, I don’t know. I don’t know if I am going back to Los Angeles or someplace else. L.A. has a lot of memories, both good and bad and I don’t know if I want to put up with the bad ones for the good ones. That’s why I needed to clear my head.

“But now that I have met you, ‘clearing my head’ has gotten even more complicated. I can’t ignore how I feel about you Jen and that third factor has added a whole new set of figures to the equation.

“Jenny, I don’t want to think about what’s going to happen. All I want to do is enjoy having you here with me right now. I want to enjoy the time I have with you and not worry about work or the future or anything else. can we do that, honey? Please?”

Jennifer listened carefully to what Mark had to say. Then when he was finished, she stood up without a word and reached behind her back. Untying her bikini top and pulling it up over her head, she stood before him topless waiting for a response.

She didn’t wait very long. Mark took Jennifer’s hand and pulled her to him. He held her hips and began kissing her stomach. She put her fingers through his hair as she moaned softly, his lips setting her skin on fire. He kissed his way across her belly and then moved up body, working his way towards her breasts. He kissed his way to the bottom of her breasts and then pulled away for a moment, looking at her.

“Please...” she whimpered as she looked at him. The expression on her face was one of need and desire, but there was something else in her eyes. Something Mark had not seen in a long time.

Mark closed the distance between them and fastened his mouth over one of Jennifer’s stiff throbbing nipples. Jennifer threw her head back, her long raven mane blowing in the soft breeze as she groaned her delight.

Mark licked and sucked and chewed on the thick bud, enjoying the way it made her moan and the pleasure she was getting from his work. He hadn’t been able to make a woman feel like this in so long, it boosted his ego tremendously knowing she was getting aroused.

After Mark had feasted on her breasts enough, he moved up to devour her in a deep, long, passionate kiss. As his tongue explored Jennifer’s mouth and played with her tongue, his hands roamed her body once again.

But this time his wandering had a purpose; he was headed down to her pussy. He reached her bikini bottoms and slipped quickly under. Jennifer gasped as Mark ran his fingers over her soft dark fur and found her swollen, aching clit. He toyed with the button for a couple moments before continuing on to her puffy pussy lips. He found her wet warm slit and slid slickly inside.

“Ohhh ... Marrrk,” Jennifer moaned, parting her legs wider so he could have access to her. Jennifer reached down and pulled the tie strings on her bikini bottoms and the skimpy fabric fell away exposing her completely now. Mark stopped what he was doing for a moment, taking her hand and helping her down onto the blanket.

Jennifer laid back opening her legs and giving herself to him. Mark positioned himself between her open things and leaned down to inhale her scent deeply. Then he went to work, placing his mouth firmly on her pussy and snaking his tongue into the soft warm tunnel. He lapped up her sweet nectar and explored the insides of her pussy as far as he could reach in as Jennifer writhed and twisted in pleasure under him.

“Ohhh ... ooohhh ... oh yes! Right there,” she cooed. She grabbed the sheet gripping it tightly in her hands until her knuckles turned white. He lapped at her pussy running his tongue in long slow strokes the full length of her sopping slit. As he reached her clit she arched her back and grabbed her breasts, digging her fingers into the soft flesh as the electrical pulses became more than she could bear.