or something. She sat there reading one of the books she brought with her when a silky sensuous voice interrupted her concentration. She looked up as she immediately noticed a handsome chocolate brother who was now standing over her as he said, “Pardon me, but do you mind if I sit here,” (pointing at the lawn chair to the left of her).
“Sure, please sit down,” she replied and smiled at him.
He set on the beach chair next to her. After he settled into his chair, he turned and looked at her and then said, “I'm Tomas…Tomas Marseille,” he said with a French accent.
“Hi…I'm India, pleased to meet you,” she replied as she quickly went back to reading her book.
“Where is your husband?” Tomas asked.
She slowly gazed at him with a staggered expression and quickly answered him, “Oh…I'm not married!”
He gazed at her stunned as he said something in French and then giggled at her as she looked at him and smiled.
Tomas said, “Forgive me for laughing, but I cannot believe a woman who is as exquisite as you not having a husband.” “It is…how you say in America…fucked up?”
At first, she took it as an insult, but then she quickly thought about what he said and laughed.
She looked at him again as she asked, “Where are you from?” “I detect a French accent…are you from here?”
“No…I am from Bordeaux, France and I’m meeting some friends here but they don’t arrive for another two days.”
She quickly glanced around as she replied, “So who did you say you were with…are you here with your wife?”
He looked around and then began to laugh as he answered, “No…no…I’m sorry…I am not married either.” “I am here with my friend Jacques Montpellier.” “We are here for the Marketing Convention.”
She stared at him with an amazed expression as she replied, “Oh really…that sounds nice…looking for some new clients are you?”
He smiled as he replied, “You sound as if you are familiar with this…are you here for the same reason, Mademoiselle?”
She smiled as she replied, “Let’s just say that my interests are similar to yours…enough about business... have you been to this nude beach before?”
Just as he was about to answer her question, Jacques strolled up from the ocean. He was about 6’4” 230 lbs easily and with a physique that looked like the gods had sculptured it. His skin tone was bronze from the sun and he had a package that looked so enormous, it looked erect, as he got closer to her.
When he finally reached them, Tomas quickly introduced him to her. She couldn’t do anything but just lay there on her chair, looking up at this physically powerful, muscular man with the large packet as she thought, “Ooohhhh….yeah…I’d love to get this one in my bed!”
She looked at him as she licked her lips, watching his ripped abs as she counted them. She suddenly was brought back to reality as he spoke to her with his deep sensuous intonation voice, so smooth and silky; she almost had an orgasm right there.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle.”
She responded quickly, “The pleasure is all mine!” “Please join us…”
He sat down on the lawn chair directly across from her, giving her the view she so craved for as Tomas said, “I’m thirsty…does anyone want anything…I’m going to the bar!”
India gazed at Jacques with a sensuous expression and she replied, to Tomas; I will have a Vodka Slush. Jacques smiled as he replied, “I’ll have the same.”
Tomas got up and commenced to stroll over toward the bar, as she could not help but watch Jacques as he began to put on some sun tan lotion. She cooed as she felt herself getting a little heated as she asked in a cracking voice, “Do you need a little help?”
He looked at her and smiled as he replied, “Why…sure if you could just rub some on my back, please.”
At that moment she wanted to run over and jump all over him, but she did not. She quickly got her composure and slowly sauntered over toward his chair picking up the lotion placing a few drops on her hand. She slowly put her right hand on his broad shoulders and began spreading the lotion around then placing her left hand on the other. She slowly rubbed his shoulders, making her way down to the trench in the small of his back rubbing him as sensuous as she could. Suddenly, he lay down on his stomach as he said, “You