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Sand In Her Swimsuitthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 3747 words)

Author: Pleasured
Added: Jun 28 2002Views / Reads: 1882 / 1562 [83%]Story vote: 9.40 (10 votes)
A chance meeting on a Pacific island results in a wonderful relationship. There is a rather lengthy buildup, and I have left the anglo-saxon words out again.
 


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I was at the end of a long business trip through the Pacific islands. I had had my last meeting, and a few hours were left over before I had to go to the airport to catch my flight back home. I went to the beach to swim, and do a little body surfing, something I had done when I was younger, but simply hadn't had the occasion to do in recent years. I was making my last run in, when I literally ran into a woman. She had apparently been on her way out through the surf, and I hit her. We both tumbled, both from the contact, and from the wave action, finding ourselves tossed up in the shallow water near the water line.

I, came up out of the water sputtering, and saw what should have normally been a lovely vision, or at least it seemed that way to me. Unfortunately, her hair was in her face, sand ground into the hair, and streaming down her body. She was sputtering and spitting out sand, trying to get the salty water out of her eyes. A second wave knocked us down again, but eventually we were able to get out of the water, and on our own two feet.

I apologized profusely, and she laughed a bit, saying, "I should have been watching where you were going." It seemed like she might be at least a little interested, but I had to get back to my room, shower, and get on that plane. I joked with her a bit, saying I needed to go get the sand out of my trunks, then telling her I had a plane to catch, and had to run. She told me, "It was nice to run into you." As I trotted up the sand, I glanced back at her, but she just waved, and ...

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