Massage (F)
Veronica woke up early in the morning to put on her bikini just to meet the sunrise. Tony was still sleeping and from his looks—he slept well last night. They didn't do much. They just lay down on the bed, admire the view around their room and talk a lot.
She never had a good conversation with a man before. It was somehow—good. She put her see-through robe after wearing her red bikini and she goes out to the pool. She lay down on the lounging chair and wait for the sun to come up.
She inhaled the fresh sea breeze and closed her eyes. Though her eyes are closed she felt that someone was there watching her. It was lustful eyes of a man and from its presence—it wasn't Tony. She listened to her surroundings. The wind from the sea and another footstep. It was heavier. It must be Tony.