Flying is no big deal to me. It isn’t to Jessica either. We have both traveled enough in our careers that it isn’t a thing. You endure it, get to your destination, and play the gig. Many times, you end up in some cheap motel and get what rest you can only to get up and play again. The road can be exhausting. When you travel alone, it can be downright depressing. You eat alone, sleep alone, and spend all your free time alone. It’s a dark cloud sometimes.
But this is different. We aren’t going to a gig. We are going on a secluded vacation together. We have nothing to worry about but our own comfort and desires. The flight was uneventful. The view from the plane was spectacular. I dressed in slacks and a polo shirt. Jessica had on a bright blue and yellow sundress, with sandals.
I whispered a question to her.
“Do have on panties?”
Jessica whispered back.
“No. You don’t wear panties or a bra with a sundress. It’s a law.”
I didn’t know that about sundresses.
We land and then wait for our luggage. Fortunately, we don’t have much. We pick the rental car and drive. The border isn’t a problem. Soon, we are closer and closer to our little hideaway. We make it to the little town and get the keys. It won’t be long now. My phone gives directions, and this is easy. We pull up and the house really isn’t anything special or fancy. But that’s what we asked for. We unload the car and go inside to find that it is ready for us.
The groceries have been delivered and we are set. The first thing I want to do is look around. I put on a pair of shorts, Jessica, and I headed out the back door.
You can see, hear, and smell the ocean. We are just a few yards from it. Once on the beach, we look each way. Not another house or soul in sight. A few boats in the distance. It’s just us.
Then Jessica looked both ways a couple of times. What is she doing? Suddenly the sundress is up and over her head. Her naked body sprints for the water. I should have known. She is out in the ocean bouncing away and having a ball.
She shouts.
“Roger, you gonna join me or just stand there?”
My shorts and shirt are left with her dress. Warm water and a hot naked girl. We spent about an hour doing this. I’m not sure how long it will be because I left my watch at home. I don’t care what time it is or how long we do something. Time means nothing if I am with Jessica.
We dash for the house after playing naked in the ocean. There is an outside shower to rinse away the salt water and sand. We share this and kisses. I hope Jessica packed sunscreen. There are parts of us that haven’t seen daylight. Those would be bad places to burn.
Inside we dry off and Jessica speaks.
“What did you order to drink?”
Per my request, there are several bottles of white wine already chilled. One is opened as she finds glasses. The sight of Jessica standing, drinking wine, had me thinking. Thinking about her. This makes a physical manifestation on me which she notices.
Jessica’s eyebrows go up and she speaks.
“Well look at you!”
I take her by the hand to a dining chair. I sit and she is made to straddle me. Chair sex is nice because everything is in easy reach. It can be fast or slow as you like. At this moment, it’s slow. We’ll see who wears who out.
Okay that was great. We then lie on the bed for a time to cool off. This place doesn’t have AC. That’s fine. Jessica rolls over to face me.
She speaks.
“What about dinner? I’m getting kind of hungry. You worked up my appetite.”
I casually speak.
“If you check the fridge, you’ll find a selection of local fruits and veggies. I thought that would be to your liking. There might be some cold fried chicken as well.”
Jessica rolls off the bed and speaks.
“Pour some more wine Darling. I’ll get the food ready.”
Did you hear that?? She called me Darling.
That’s the first time she has called me that. It’s always been Roger. We ate as we swam, naked. The food tastes excellent. It has been a long day of travel. We probably shouldn’t overdo it the first day.
Once things are put away, she speaks.
“Wanna go back out and play in the water for sunset?”
The sunset was glorious. So many shades of red, orange, pink and yellow. I never dreamed there could be so many colors. Jessica between my legs and leaning against my chest, we face the setting sun. Such a memory this will be. I hope to make a thousand more just as grand. Night surrounds us and millions of stars. Never have I seen so many. With no lights in the area, it is so much easier to see. I am overwhelmed by it. The sea is smooth. It is hard to tell where the sky ends, and the sea begins. The water reflects all. I feel so small here in this vision of the universe. But at the center of it is Jessica.
The day, the travel and the lateness of the hour finally takes its toll. We are both tired and we have many days to enjoy. An outside shower in the starlight, we towel and go in. Naked, we fall into bed together. Sleep comes fast as we take our places next to one another. istanbul travesti I reflect on the day. I have no complaints.
We sleep late. The sun is high already. I suppose we would have slept longer, but you know how coffee people are. I put on some shorts and went to the kitchen. They don’t have an espresso machine like I do at home. What they do have is a Moka pot. The little gas stove fires up and soon we have coffee.
Jessica doesn’t bother with clothes. No surprise there. I got a very nice good morning kiss.
She speaks.
“Bring the coffee Darling. Let’s go outside.”
Without one shred of inhibition, Jessica is outside. The sky is the most brilliant cerulean. Its only rival is the ocean. The sea breeze greets us with the scent of salt water. We sat long enough to empty the pot.
I stand, lose my shorts, look at Jessica and speak.
“Morning swim?”
I offer her my hand and we dash across the sand into the surf. Seeing Jessica naked in the morning sun is breathtaking. Yes, I know, I have seen her naked many times. But this. Outside as we frolic in the ocean is different. Now we must be careful. Our St. Louis bodies don’t see all this sun. Our work schedule has us up at night. This and we don’t spend lots of time outside without clothes. I think Jessica packed suntan lotion. We had best get back to house and have an application.
The morning salt water was stupendous. But back we go and shower it off. Once dried, we apply lotion. I do Jessica first. Since she is nude, she needs an all over coat. I take much delight in this. Then she volunteers to apply it to me. We make some brunch and return to the chairs outside.
I asked Jessica.
“What would you like to do today?”
She sits in the sun wearing only sunglasses, smiles, and responds.
“I would like to hit the water again this morning. Then I want a shower and we’ll go inside during the heat of the day. Then I want you on top of me. Sound good?”
I have to say it does. We have a plan. We take the empty plates inside and just as quickly we come back out.
We swim, we play, and we enjoy the water. Don’t want to burn. We shower and go inside. There is something cool to drink for us and then we move on to Jessica’s plan.
Sex in the middle of the day. Well, we made love really and we took our sweet time about it. Then, we took a short nap. Naps are nice, nicer than I remember them being. We have moved very quickly into vacation mode. Work and all the other stuff has been forgotten. The only thing we have on our minds is here and what we wish to do. Jessica got out of bed. I don’t know why. But I stretched out and attempted to return to sleep. Maybe she was thirsty again or hungry. It doesn’t matter. We can do what we want. I closed my eyes.
I must have dozed off. There is this buzzing sound that wakes me. Jessica is standing there in the doorway with a towel and the trimmer she had purchased.
She is also wearing a most wicked grin and speaks.
“I told you that you needed a trim job down there. Now, please get up and let me put a towel down. You lie down and let’s have some fun.”
I was somewhat dubious about this. I think they call it “manscaping”. I found it very erotic. Jessica was very careful, and the vibrations had the effect I think she wanted. She spent some time admiring her handy work and moving me around with her hands. You know what that did to me.
Then she speaks.
“Wanna do me?”
You know I did. I’ve never shaved a girl before. Like Jessica, I tried to be very gentle and very careful. Neither of us were totally hairless but cut close. It allowed me to see woman parts very clearly.
I spoke.
“I want to try this right now.”
Jessica’s response.
“I was hoping you would.”
She was pushed back on the bed and her legs moved apart. I want to see it more closely. Then there were kisses, then licking and more kisses for her new exposed area. She was wet.
“Do it!” she rasped.
The sensation of flesh and flesh was something new for me. It was a fabulous feeling.
“Pound me.” She screamed.
I did as she wanted, with all my strength.
Jessica has me on fire. I am passionate about her. She has tried to explain why she is attracted to me. I sort of understand. Before we met, I was on my way to being an old man. You know what I mean? Yes, I was plenty busy. But it was my attitude that was becoming old. I suppose I reached a point where I didn’t think women found me attractive. Let’s face it. I’m old. And you just give up.
You lock into a lifestyle of work and seclusion. Your own comfort and lack of drama becomes paramount. If I had espresso, work, and a degree of comfort. I didn’t care. But then came Jessica. She made it very clear she was attracted to me. That was something else I was unaccustomed to.
The women I have known before, didn’t act this way. Once I got through the initial shock of it, the fact that she desired me was overwhelming. I didn’t want to lose this with her.
And now, look at istanbul travestileri me. Frolicking about in the Pacific Ocean, nude with Jessica. She wants me and moreover, I want her. And I’m not talking about sex all the time. I mean living with her. Everyday stuff we do. The music, the cooking, the laundry, the house cleaning, going out to eat and things I have forgotten about. I want to be with her, even if we aren’t doing anything. Jessica has me living once more.
The afternoon begins to wane. Sunscreen is applied and we are back in the water and sand. We haven’t seen a soul since our arrival. Late in the afternoon, I’m hungry again. All this physical activity. We dig around in the fridge and find veggies and cold meat. There is wine as well. I have a very good appetite. We have a fine time eating together, talking, and laughing.
I need to be in physical contact with her. I asked her to sit in my lap. We eat grapes, drink wine and be together. After some time, she just leans against me, and I hold her. That is all.
We had such a time watching the sunset, we opt to do it again tonight. We don’t talk much but wander the beach hand in hand. The sea birds squawk, the waves crash, and the wind blew. Our world is perfect at this moment. A few more days of this lifestyle and I won’t want to return home. I get strange ideas.
For example. What if I got a job playing in a Restaurant? We could stay here forever. Crazy, isn’t it. Speaking of Restaurants, I think there is one in town. I suggest we go some night for food and drinks. This would require clothing.
Jessica speaks.
“Maybe in a day or so. Right now, I want you all to myself.”
I turn her into my arms and kiss her hard. You know, a hand full of her hair in my hand and the other grabbing her ass to pull her closer. Jessica’s hands go behind me to squeeze my ass as well. Kissing becomes hot and heavier. I want her again, right here in the dusk. I never had sex outdoors. But I don’t want to lie in the sand.
So, I picked her up. Her arms are around my neck and her legs around my torso. This is physically demanding for me. But I don’t care. She is light and in I slide. We kiss the entire time. This is the first time I’ve had sex standing. I should think about getting in better shape. Later, I’m busy right now.
We wash off in salt water and then go up to the house to shower. We have a bit more wine and then go to bed. This has been such a spectacular day. Food, salt water and Jessica. The bed calls us. Being outdoors and as active as we have been on several levels has us both ready to sleep. I am in bed and waiting for her.
So, I shouted for her.
“Jessica!! Come to bed.”
She dashes out of the bathroom and leaps on me. We settle into a spooning position and sleep. Her skin is warm to mine. This is the way to fall asleep.
Once morning arrives, we haven’t moved. The light streams through the window. The Sea can be heard outside. Still, we don’t move. I hugged Jessica close to me. Her hands cover mine. No talking again. We don’t need to right now.
But eventually I speak.
“Coffee?”
She speaks.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
I have made her a coffee fiend, just as I am. Once we both have the second cup, I ask.
“What would you like to do today?”
She stands there a few seconds and in her best “Brain voice” (You know? Pinkie and the Brain?),
she speaks.
“Same thing we did yesterday, Pinkie. Play naked on the beach, eat, and make love every so often.”
I manage to squeak out in a high-pitched voice.
“Okay Brain.”
Then we laugh.
The coffee and we move outside. Jessica is in my lap. It’s sunny and warm and I am more relaxed than the day before. If this keeps up, I may be comatose at the end of two weeks. Jessica wiggles around on my lap. Well, maybe not comatose.
The plan for the day is this. The ocean this morning, lunch and a nap at midday, more ocean this afternoon, dinner, and ocean to follow until nightfall. Sound like a plan? It does to us. It is exactly what happens. We play. When get tired, we nap. When we are hungry, we eat. When we are horny, we have sex. Seeing each other naked heightens things for us.
We discussed maybe going into town tomorrow. Maybe do some local shopping, pick up a few things in the way of supplies. I think maybe lunch or dinner at the restaurant. But we have no set time to do any of this.
Going out in public means we must dress. The longer we are undressed, the more I find I enjoy being this way. I foresee a lot more nudity in our home once we return. But for now, we do our plan.
Our midday nap turns out to not be a nap. Not right away. I asked to see Jessica’s shaved area and proceed to finger and play with her. Gradually, I work her up to orgasm. Just before she peaks, I stop. Jessica is disconcerted by this.
So, I start again and just before, I stop.
Her breath is fast and ragged.
She speaks.
“Come on Darling, let me finish. I’ll make it good for you.”
I let Jessica orgasm. Travesti istanbul It is a very strong one. I really liked doing this to her.
She speaks.
“Okay Darling, you lie down. It’s your turn.”
I am already on my way to being excited. Using both her hands, I am very hard, very fast. Jessica pumps me very slowly and it feels magnificent. But the little demon, you know what she does. The same I did to her. Jessica takes me so far and then stops. She drives me crazy as I did her. Then with several fast up and down movements, I shot all over her hands and me.
I speak.
“Come up here and let me have those lips of yours.”
Now Jessica is gooey too. Then it is nap time.
We shower later and then it’s back outside. It occurs to me that we are acting like newlyweds. Not sure where that thought came from. But that is a thought. I need to think about this. It goes on the back burner in my mind. Right now, we do as we have. Play in the sand and water and enjoy our time. Then we watched the sunset. Another fabulous day together.
The outside shower must be the best invention I know of. Especially at a place like this. When we are clean, we go inside. The wine is cold and tastes great. So, we sit there talking and having a nice time.
Then Jessica “accidentally” spills wine on herself. The gold-colored liquid splashes on her breasts and in-between. A trail travels down her torso and the inside of her thighs.
She speaks.
“Oops, I made a mess. Would you like to clean me up?”
I am suddenly thirsty and hungry. I drink deeply. Then we make love once more. Another shower and bed and sleep. I am having the time of my life with Jessica. I feel young, energetic and in love.
The next morning, we were both up. I make coffee and Jessica makes us breakfast. We decided to go into town after lunch. But the morning is spent in the water and swimming. We walk up and down the beach and even find some shells. Some have inhabitants. Those shells we put back in the ocean. A nice little collection for our memories.
I keep thinking I should bring my phone and take pictures of all this. But where would I keep it? I would have to hold it all the time. I would like to have lots of pictures of Jessica. With or without clothes. Later that morning we shower and dress. I wore shorts and a T-shirt. Jessica has a bright yellow sundress. That is all she puts on. There is nothing underneath and she makes certain I know this.
“Besides.” She speaks.
“It’s too hot to wear all that other stuff. Bras give me boob sweat and you shouldn’t wear panties with a sundress. It’s a law.”
I will take her word for this and admire the view of her. I am also thinking she will tell me this stuff so I will think about her and what she isn’t wearing. We headed to town.
It is about a twenty-minute drive. We see no other cars. There isn’t much going on in town. There are a few shops and a small grocery store. We checked out the restaurant first. It isn’t a fancy place, nor would I expect it to be. Locals own and run it; I think. The food isn’t fancy either, its looks like just good food. Tacos al pastor, Tostadas, Chiles en nogada and Enchiladas, I think. I don’t know much Spanish. But I think while we are here, we should eat locally.
Jessica and I order different things. This way we can try each other’s and have some of each thing. It’s all made fresh and from scratch. How can you beat that? As we were eating, I noticed an old upright piano in the corner.
Jessica doesn’t look up but speaks.
“Yeah, I know it’s there. Can we finish eating before you ask to play it? It’s probably out of tune too.”
How did she know I was looking at the piano? But I do as she requested. We both enjoy the food. A return to this establishment will be in order.
While I am paying for our feast, I speak.
“Disculpe señora, ¿puedo tocar el piano?”
I think I said it correctly.
All she speaks is sí, and points at it.
This thing has seen some mileage. Some of the ivories are missing and it’s out of tune. But you know and Jessica knows. I can’t help myself. The action is off and not consistent. But it isn’t my instrument. I sit there and think, if I had the right tools, I could do some work on it. I wouldn’t charge them either. I’d do it for fun. Jessica is talking to one of the older ladies. A few minutes later, the lady brings out some tools.
Jessica comes up behind me and kisses the top of my head and speaks.
“Okay Roger. You work on the piano. I’ll do some shopping. See you in a bit.”
I poke through the toolbox. These aren’t piano tools, but I think I can make some of this work. I don’t have a tuner either. Guess I’ll just do the best I can. I should be able to get close. They keep bringing me something to drink while I tune. Nice of them. After a while, it’s close and I’m satisfied.
Here comes Jessica.
She speaks.
“Are you finished with it?”
I reply.
“Yes, why don’t you sit and try it out?”
She does for a few moments but speaks we have groceries to get back. I am feeling somewhat predictable now. Perhaps I should spend my time and focus on why I am here. To relax and spend time with my Love, my Jessica. I need to reevaluate what I do and when. There are a million unsaved pianos in the world. But there is only one Jessica. My Jessica.