2 comments/ 13522 views/ 8 favorites Daisy Ch. 02 By: TxRad Daisy was sitting in a deck chair on the beach. She was nude and warm all over. The gentle cool breeze off the ocean kept her from sweating. It also teased her skin and especially her nipples. They were hard as little pebbles. She wanted to rub her palms over them but there were people around. This wasn't like her private backyard. With a shiver, she shifted her body on the towel under her and looked around. Her sunglasses hid her eyes so she could look all she wanted. A young couple was walking along the edge of the water, holding hands. Both were tall, slender, and as naked as she was. The young woman had small perky breasts and a flat stomach. He was muscular and athletic looking. His dick was soft but it still looked long and thick. Daisy shivered again as she wondered what it would look like hard. Another couple was lying on a blanket a little ways from her chair. He was on his stomach and she was on her back. They were talking but the words were blown away on the soft wind. He would lean over ever so often and flick his tongue against her right nipple. When he did, the woman would jerk and look around to see if anyone was watching. The man could see Daisy but the woman couldn't. He would grin in Daisy's direction each time and Daisy would smile in spite of herself. That was another reason she wanted to rub her nipples. It had been so long since anyone had licked her nipples that they ached just from watching the couple. With a sigh, Daisy turned her head to the left. Three guys were on a blanket not too far from a blanket with four girls on it. They all looked to be in their early to mid twenties. They were talking back and forth and laughing. Daisy could only catch bits and pieces of the conversation. Enough to realize they were all college students and from different colleges. "Is this seat taken?" A male voice said from behind her. Daisy gave a jerk and turned her head to look up. She recognized him immediately. "It's you," she whispered. "Yes, it is," the man replied with a smile. He looked exactly the same as that day in her backyard. Well, not exactly since he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. Sunglasses hid his eyes. Her eyes ran over his massive chest, arms, and stopped on his washboard stomach. She was impressed to say the least. The man moved over to sit on the edge of the deck chair next to her. "I see you took my advice on becoming more adventuresome." Daisy smiled and nodded. "I'm trying but it's taking every bit of courage I can muster. My son thinks I'm crazy for being here and maybe I am." "No, you're doing just fine." "The refinery. You were aiming for there that day, weren't you?" Daisy asked suddenly. The man nodded. "It all worked out the way it was supposed too." "But three people were killed." The man sighed and nodded. "But twenty nine were saved." "Why not save all of them? I don't understand." "Neither do I. That comes from higher up, shall we say, and they have their own reasons for everything." Daisy had a dozen questions chasing each other through her mind about her husband and daughter's death but the man held up his hand. "I can't answer your questions. Not because I don't want to but because I don't have the answers." With a shiver, Daisy whispered, "You said you couldn't read my mind without touching me." "I can't but I can read your expressions and a little of your emotions. I've had a long time to practice." Daisy's eyes got wide as a thought struck her. "What's going to happen here?" The man chuckled. "Nothing. I'm on vacation to see you." "Oh. Oh, good," Daisy whispered but she couldn't hide her smile. "In that case, you know my name but I don't know yours." "Uh... call me John, that will be good enough." Daisy grinned. "John Smith, the vacationing angel at a nude resort in the Bahamas. Interesting to say the least." John grinned back and said, "Nude isn't against the rules, you know." "It isn't? But I thought...." "Some things have gotten twisted over the ages either by translation errors or by moral codes." "That sounds reasonable," Daisy replied and then asked, "What else has gotten twisted?" John grinned and shook his head. "Nothing really important. The top ten are still in place, so it's all good." "So what does an angel do on vacation?" "Relaxation, soak up a little sun, have a few drinks, and entice a certain young lady." The last part of his sentence caught her attention quickly. "Entice?" John chuckled and turned to sit in the chair with his legs stretched out in front of him. "And interesting word, wouldn't you agree." "Yes, but..." Daisy whispered and then fell silent. A few seconds later she added, "I'm glad you're not touching me right this moment." John laughed and looked her way, which made her blush deeply. When he undid the side of the towel and uncovered his lap, Daisy took a hissing breath and turned her head to stare out over the light green and foamy white surf in front of her. Now her mind was going a mile a minute with one fantasy piling up on top of another. "How about if I touched you now," John asked with a grin. Daisy groaned deeply and shook her head. John chuckled and they sat in silence for a long while. Daisy's mind was still running scenarios of all sorts of naughty things. Finally she sat up and laid the back of her chair down so she could roll over. John was gone from the chair. The towel was still there. She looked around quickly and then swept the beach in all directions slowly. "Well, shit," Daisy whispered sharply and then blushed. With a disappointed sigh, she laid down on her stomach and stared off down the beach. Her mind was slightly numb now that he was gone. ***** Daisy came out of her room on the fourth floor a little after six on her way to the dinning room. She had on a white strapless sundress with nothing on under it. Eating in the nude in company was not for her. As she walked down the hall she smiled. Even at home alone she dressed for dinner. She stopped in front of the elevator and reached for the button about the time the door opened. John was standing inside wearing shorts, sandals, and the loudest flowered shirt she had ever seen. She couldn't stop a chuckle as she stepped into the elevator. "It is a little much isn't it," John said with a grin. "Just a little but if anyone could pull it off, it would be you," Daisy said as she moved closer to him. "You look very pretty in that dress." "Thank you," Daisy replied as she realized it was the first time he had ever seen her with clothing on. "But don't worry, I'm naked under it." "I'll keep that in mind," he replied as the elevator doors opened. They walked side by side to the dinning room. ***** Most everyone was dressed for dinner except a couple of rowdy tables in the back corner. They were younger and seemed to be having a great time all of their own. John saw her looking and the smile on her face. "Youth knows no boundaries." She looked at him and sighed. "I should have done this when I was much younger." "You weren't ready for it. You had your family to take care of and anything like this was just a fantasy." Daisy smiled and nodded. "I..." she started to say and then sighed deeply. "There is nothing to feel guilty about," John said with a smile. "Not even all those naughty thoughts on the beach." Daisy blushed a deep red and giggled. "I had myself so worked up I didn't even realize you had left." "That is why I had to leave. I was starting to get, uh, worked up myself." Daisy looked at him sharply and then whimpered as he grinned at her. "I... uh... didn't know angels did that." John chuckled and nodded. "I might be an angel in my mind but my body is basically human. Not to mention you are a very beautiful woman inside and out." Daisy blushed lightly at the compliment but before she could reply, their food arrived. The conversation was light and the food was delicious. Daisy ended up eating far more than she would normally have. As she pushed her plate aside, she sighed and sat back in her chair. John smiled at her and said, "Me too." They sat there smiling at each other for several minutes and then John said, "Maybe a walk on the beach would be just the thing to burn off some of the calories." "There was a young couple walking on the beach earlier today. They were holding hands and looked so much in love." John nodded. "Young love is always beautiful. Not that old love isn't. Old love is deeper under the surface and shows more in the eyes than in the actions." Daisy looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded. "I hadn't thought of it that way but you're right." John stood up and stretched. Then he extended his hand to Daisy. "Shall we go?" When she took his hand, Daisy shivered. There was an electric like energy flowing between them. She came to her feet and they left the dinning room still holding hands. ***** The sun was just above the water casting red and pink colors across the surf out toward the point. Daisy paused to take her heels off at the edge of the sand. John was barefooted. She tried to remember if he had been that way in the elevator but couldn't remember. The loud shirt had held most of her attention. John took her hand and they walked across the beach toward the water. Daisy smiled and tried to keep her mind blank since he could read it. "There is no reason for you to do that," John said a moment later. Daisy laughed. "Having my mind read is not something I'm used to. I'm more used to being alone in there." "I don't read it all the time, just when I need to or want to." "Why can't I read yours?" Daisy asked as they reached the edge of the water. "I've had a long time to learn how to block it." "How long is a long time?" John laughed and shook his head. "Let's just say you are going for a walk with a very old man." "You sure didn't look like an old man earlier." "In my case, old is in the company I keep. To someone younger, I am younger and to someone older, I am older." "That solves the generation gap," Daisy said with a chuckle. "Hand me your shoes and dress," John said as he stopped walking. "That young couple was walking naked so we should also." Daisy smiled up at him. "My thoughts are going to get naughty again," she warned. "I'd give you a glimpse of mine but I wouldn't want to scare you," he replied with a grin. With a big shiver, Daisy started to lower the top of her dress. Then she giggled and whispered, "I've never undressed in front of anyone but my husband." "Should I turn my back?" Daisy laughed and shook her head. "I'm supposed to try new things, remember." John nodded but his eyes went to her breasts as she pulled the dress down to uncover them. Daisy whimpered softly and shivered hard. "Jim looked at me that way as I undressed. It always made me wet and excited." A few seconds later, she blushed from the tops of her breasts to her hairline as she realized what she had said. With a laugh, John leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. Daisy moaned softly as she brushed her tongue against his lips and tasted cinnamon. Her sex clamped down on nothing a second later and she moaned again. John straightened up and winked at her. Daisy's eyes went wide. He was naked and so was she. Even her shoes had disappeared. "I hope you don't mind your dress and shoes smelling like cinnamon when I return them." "Uh... they are in with your wings?" Daisy said questioningly. "Something like that," John said as he took her hand to get them started walking down the beach. The wet sand was still warm from the days heat. Daisy kept looking around and shivering. "I... I... I..." she stammered a moment and then groaned. "I wore my towel down to the beach earlier and only took it off after I was sitting in the lounge chair." "And now you are walking down the beach completely naked for everyone to see," John said with a smile. Daisy looked around quickly and nodded. There were several other couples walking the beach and dozens people in the lounge chairs up the beach above the tide line. "How wet are you now?" John asked softly. Daisy looked up at him quickly and blushed. "Not quite squishy but close." He stopped suddenly, turned, and grabbed her around the waist to spin her around high in the air. Daisy gasped loudly and then laughed as he continued to spin her around. When he stopped turning, he slowly lowered her until her face was even with his. Then they were kissing. Daisy's arms went around his neck as her body slowly came in contact with his. She groaned loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist. The kiss only lasted a moment but by the time John broke it, Daisy's head was spinning. John grinned at her and asked softly. "Without looking, how many people do you think are looking at you now?" Daisy groaned loudly and shivered hard. "All of them," she replied and then groaned even louder. With a laugh, John said, "Just about." Daisy laid her head on his shoulder and whispered, "Now I'm squishy." "Squishy is good," John said as he slowly pushed her away from him. Daisy let go with her legs and then her arms as he lowered her to the ground. Daisy's eyes dropped to his manhood and she groaned. It was standing up hard and proud against his belly. It looked even bigger than it had before. Daisy shivered and looked away as scenes of debauchery ran rampant in her brain again. Part of her got even more excited and another part got scared. His manhood was twice as big as Jim's had ever been. She wasn't even sure it would fit her mouth, much less anywhere else. John took her hand and she moaned as she tried to stop all the naughty thoughts. They wouldn't stop and got even worse as she thought about people seeing John's hard dick as they walked along the beach. What those people must be thinking made her blush deeply and whimper loudly as she was thinking the same thoughts they were. Letting got of her hand, John put his arm around her shoulders. She fit nicely under his arm. "Don't worry about the small things. Just enjoy the walk and the squishiness." Daisy giggled and glanced sideways at his dick. "That is no small thing in any way, shape, or form," she whispered more to herself than him. "And we are now well past squishy." "Should we take a swim and cool things off?" Daisy giggled and shook her head. "Oh, no. I'm enjoying the feeling way too much to cool anything off. It has been a very long time, shall we say." "I understand," John said as he hugged her gently. ***** They walked down the beach for a fair ways before another couple passed them going the opposite direction. The young man's eyes ran up and down Daisy's body as he said, "Good evening." His eyes made Daisy shiver. The young woman's eyes were on John's manhood until they were nearly past. Then her eyes jumped to Daisy's face and she winked. Daisy was so shocked that she couldn't even wink back but a moment later she moaned softly. "He thought you had a very nice even tan and very good body for a woman your age," John said a minute or so later. "What.... What was she thinking? She winked at me." John chuckled. "I don't think I have to tell you what she was thinking." "She was thinking that I... that we...." Daisy moaned again as she felt a hot blush course up her body. "Exactly," John said with a grin. Daisy shivered hard and whispered, "Maybe we should take that swim." "Why is that?" John asked jokingly. Daisy took him seriously and whispered, "I have this... uh... leakage problem." John let his hand slide off her shoulder and down her side to her hip. "When it gets to your knees, let me know so I can clean things up." Daisy looked up at him quickly. "How... uh.... Can you do that?" John looked down at her and licked his lips with a swirl of his tongue. Daisy groaned and missed a step as he did. John chuckled and whispered, "If we had some privacy right this minute, I would do just that." "Talk about enticing," Daisy whispered and then whimpered loudly. "Exactly," John said with a big grin. ***** They reached the end of the point just as the upper rim of the sun reached the edge of the ocean. Darkness was settling in but everything had a reddish bronze glow to it. "The sunset is so beautiful," Daisy said as they stopped on the dark flat rock of the point. "Yes, it is, but then again, so are you," John said as he stepped away from her and moved to where she was silhouetted against the sunset. He squatted down and ran his eyes over her body from head to toes. "Face me and raise your arms above your head," he whispered. Daisy cocked her head to the side and then smiled as she did as he asked. "Just beautiful," he whispered. "Now take a half step to each side and spread your hands wider apart. Again she did as he asked. He sighed and nodded his head. "Perfection," Daisy giggled and shook her head. "Maybe a long time ago but not now." "Don't move," he said as he stood up and walked over to her. He reached out and touched two fingers to her forehead. "Close your eyes and relax your mind for a moment. Think about what the sunset looked like behind you." A moment later, Daisy gasped and jerked as a picture of her against the sunset filled her mind. She moaned as she took in the outline of her body, the angle of her arms, the spread of her legs, the outline of her inner and outer lips between her legs. She moaned even louder as she saw what he saw. His fingers left her forehead and the picture slowly faded to black. Daisy sighed and opened her eyes. For a moment she thought she was alone on the point, that he had disappeared again. Then she saw him reclining against a rock ledge slightly around the point from the resort side. She smiled and walked toward him. "So, how did you like what I saw?" He asked, as she got closer. "It was certainly different than how I normally see myself," she replied. "Well, that is how you look to other people, me included." Daisy stopped a few feet from him and looked thoughtful. "I'll have to think on that, long and hard," she whispered more to herself than him. "Come closer," he whispered and when she did, he took her left ankle and lifted it up to move her foot so she was straddling him. Her eyes went to his hard dick. He laughed and shook his head. "Wrong end," he whispered as he sat up, his face just inches from her sex. Daisy looked all around quickly and then back down at him. In a shivery voice, she whispered, "You wouldn't. Not out here in the open." His hot strong tongue on her inner thigh made her gasp. Her hands found his hair as he took several more licks along the sensitive skin, getting closer to her sex each time. He switched sides and licked her other inner thigh all the way up to the crease between her thigh and lower abdomen. When he turned his head toward her sex, she came up on her toes, her hips quivering with anticipation. She heard him take a deep breath through his nose and then he let it out with a long deep sigh. "You smell and taste so good," he whispered a second later. Daisy whimpered loudly and moved her hips forward slightly. She gasp again as his wide tongue traced one whole outer lip upward and then the other. Her hips were now shaking, her mind locked on the feelings his tongue generated. His next lick parted her inner and outer lips and barely brushed against her swollen clit. Her hips jerked like she had been shocked. "I'm... I'm... I'm..." she stammered and then she yelled long and loud as his mouth covered her upper sex and his tongue rolled her clit around in slow circles. She was coming harder than she had in many, many years. Her grip on his head and his grip on her hips was all that was holding her up as her hips jerked and ground against his sucking mouth and flickering tongue. Daisy Ch. 02 ***** Daisy woke up in bed, in her room. Sunlight was streaming through the open windows. She sighed deeply and rolled over onto her back. She was naked under the sheet and her body felt so alive and relaxed at the same time. She smiled as she remembered how she had always felt this way after her and Jim had made love the night before. That thought had her sitting straight up in bed as memories of John on the point flooded back in. She looked around the room in confusion. She remembered his hot tongue on her inner thighs, her outer lips, and then her clit. The orgasm had taken her by complete surprise, to say the least. It had been a monster, complete with pounding heart, shooting stars, and wave after wave of excruciating pleasure. Her eyes fell on her dress hanging over the chair by the small table in the corner. Her heels were sitting on the floor next to the chair. How had she gotten back to the room? When had she gotten back to the room? Where was John and what had happened after the orgasm? With a slow shake of her head, she lay back on the bed and relaxed. She took several deep breaths and let them out slowly. Then a white envelope on the table caught her eye. She didn't remember it being there yesterday. Throwing back the sheet, she rolled to the edge of the bed, and sat up. There was a slight twinge of stiffness and soreness in her stomach muscles. She remembered the same feeling after a night of orgasms with Jim. She was smiling as she stood up and walked over to the table. Instead of an envelope as she had first thought, what was lying there was a small picture packet. She picked it up and opened it. There were four pictures inside that seemed to be on a thick paper of some sort. The top one was of her from the rear, the sunset on the point in front of her. There was enough light to see the swell of her butt. Her body was outlined against the reddish bronze light. It was an awesome photo. The next picture was her sideways to the sunset. Her body was silhouetted against the light. Her face, her breasts, her butt, the slight swelling of her belly just above her sex was all outlined to perfection. She looked closely and her stiff nipples were also there. Daisy smiled as she looked at the next picture. It was one of her with her feet together and her arms over her head. It had an exotic quality to it. It was the way her hands were angled outward against the sunset. She could see her breasts barely in the dim light but they looked higher than she thought they should be. Maybe it was because her arms were raised. The last picture was the one with her arms and legs spread. The one John had showed her in her mind. It was proof positive of what he had said about her beauty. She moaned softly and shut her eyes. The picture was there in her mind. The way other people saw her. She opened her eyes and put the four pictures away. For a few seconds, she wondered how John had made these pictures. A knock at the door and a voice calling out, "Room service," made her forget the question as she went to answer the door. A tall Bahamian man in a sarong pushed a breakfast cart into the room and transferred the food on it to the table. "I... uh... didn't order breakfast," she said as he did so. He smiled broadly at her and nodded. "A Mr. John ordered for you and he said, to have a good day, he would see you later. He had a business call." With that said, he wheeled the cart over to the door, nodded his head and added, "You have a good day, beautiful lady." Only then did it dawn on Daisy that she had answered the door naked. She started to blush but didn't for some reason. She grinned instead and replied, "Thank you." Daisy Ch. 03 Daisy stood at the edge of the sand and let her eyes roam the beach. She had a beach bag over one shoulder and a towel in her hand. The day before she had worn the towel so it covered her from above her breasts to mid thigh. Today she wore a new sarong that rode low on her hips and brushed the top of her feet as she walked. The side slit showed a flash of leg and bare thigh with each step she made. Her head was held high and her shoulders were back, which lifted her breasts and pushed them out slightly. She felt sexy and beautiful for the first time in her life and it showed. With her dark sunshades on, she could watch people as she walked past and had been surprised at how many ran their eyes over her bare body. It made her tingle deep inside. If John was on the beach, he had to be sitting in a lounge chair because he wasn't in sight. Daisy slipped off her sandals and bent at the waist to pick them up. She smiled as a shiver ran up her spine as she thought of doing that without the sarong. Her sex would be visible to anyone behind her. That thought made her inner muscles clinch up tightly. As she walked across the sand toward the beach chairs she realized that walking in the soft warm sand made her hips swivel and sway more than normal. She hadn't noticed that the day before. She was noticing a lot of things that she hadn't noticed before, like the way her breasts swayed slightly as she walked. Daisy reached the rows of chairs stretching both ways down the beach. The day before, she had grabbed the closest one but today she turned left and walked down that row checking out who was sitting where in the chairs and on the beach. Her confidence was high and it felt good. She still didn't see John. His business must have taken him somewhere else. ***** About halfway along the row of chairs, the couple on the blanket from the day before were sitting side by side. There were a lot more people in the chairs today than the day before. Daisy stopped at the chair next to the woman and asked, "Is this chair taken?" She looked Daisy's way and shook her head. "No, it's just me and my husband." As Daisy sat her bag down, she replied, "I saw you two yesterday. I loved the way your husband kept teasing you." The woman took a little shivery breath but didn't reply. Daisy smiled as she saw the woman's back arch slightly, her breasts moving up and back as she remembered the feel of her husband's tongue on her right nipple. And in public at that. "Connie is rather shy," her husband said with a smile. "I saw you watching but I didn't tell her until later last night." Connie made a soft whimpering sound deep in her chest. This time her hips shifted under the towel covering them. "I... I didn't think anyone saw him... me... us." Daisy spread her towel out on the lounge chair and undid the clip on her sarong. She held it closed as she said, "I've always loved to be naked but I have also been very shy about it. That is until a friend of mine pointed out that naked is natural. He has also helped me understand how people see me." Connie blushed slightly and whispered, "I like people looking at me but it embarrasses me at the same time." Daisy took the sarong off and shivered as the couple both looked at her bare, freshly shaven sex. She had removed all the hair during her morning bath. She had always shaved when Jim was alive so why shouldn't she now. She shivered again as she took a half step to the side to hang her sarong over the back of the chair. Connie's husband licked his lips and said, "I've tried to get Connie to shave down there but trimming is as close as she's gotten." Daisy took her time stepping across the wide chair and sitting down. It thrilled her to spread her legs this wide in public. It was the ultimate in showing herself off, she realized. Her stomach muscles and inner muscles clamped down tightly and stayed that way as she sat down. She left her feet in the sand as she leaned back. Looking over at Connie, she whispered, "I love how sensitive it makes thing down there." "I just don't want to look like a little girl," Connie said but her eyes were still on Daisy's smooth mound. "Does she look like a little girl?" Connie's husband asked. "Well... uh... no, but...." Connie replied softly. "You are far from a little girl, hair or no hair," he said to his wife with a grin. Connie sighed and nodded in agreement. "Ok then, I would feel even more naked without the hair." Daisy giggled and whispered, "Tell me about it." Connie looked at Daisy and started to say something but stopped and looked back at the ocean. Somehow Daisy had an idea what she was going to say or ask, the subject anyway. She leaned a little sideways as she moved her feet up on the lounge chair. "Yes, it turns me on to have people look at me naked," she whispered softly. Connie looked at her quickly and replied, "I thought I was weird or something." With a chuckle, Daisy shook her head. "Far from it. I'm beginning to think that not getting turned on by someone looking at me would be weird. That might not be true for all people but it is for me." Connie looked at Daisy for a long moment and then glanced at her husband. He smiled at her and said, "You don't need my permission." She shivered and looked back at the ocean as she slowly pulled the towel over to the side. She whimpered softly as it slid off her hip baring the whole front of her body to the sun and anyone looking her way. "This is only the second time I've ever done this," she whispered and then whimpered softly. "Yesterday was the first." "I have an eight foot solid wood fence around my backyard," Daisy told her. "Until I came here, that was the only place I had ever been naked outside." "What made you decide to come here?" Connie's husband asked. "The same friend I was talking about earlier, told me to be more adventuresome and this is how I'm doing that." "Adventuresome. I like that word," he replied as he reached over and laid his hand on his wife's arm. "Adventure is for the young," she said softly. "Not for old, uh, older housewives." Daisy smiled and shook her head. "I always saw myself that way, an old housewife, but that is changing as I learn my way and build my confidence and courage." "You're not old and neither is Connie. She thinks it but I keep telling her not too." "I'm forty, so I'm not young," Daisy said. "But you're right, I'm not old. The problem is making the mind believe it." "Especially when there are mirrors around to constantly remind you," Connie said with a deep sigh. Daisy giggled. "Try having your husband take some pictures of you out on the point at sunset. Silhouetted against that backdrop makes things standout and look outstanding." Connie gave Daisy a startled look as her husband laughed. "That sounds like an excellent idea." "Oh no, I'd break the camera at the very least," Connie protested. Daisy sat up and looked Connie up and down. Her breasts were large and round but firm looking. Her nipples were long and slender and were hard enough for the skin under them to be crinkled. Her narrow waist made her hips look wider than they were and her large thighs just added to that illusion. The hair on her mound was trimmed short but it was still bushy and thick. Leaning back, she shook her head. "There is nothing wrong with you that a little confidence wouldn't cure." Connie smiled for the first time and shook her head. "Confidence is one thing I've always lacked. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to marry this old fart, way back when." "My main problem was always being shy around other people besides my family," Daisy admitted. "The same here," Connie said and then sighed. "Now the kids are gone and all I'm left with is a husband who wants to try new things like going naked. Twenty years ago it might have been a different story." "I thought the same thing but realized I wouldn't have been ready for it. Anyway, the family took up my time back then. Now it's just my son and me. He's in college so it's just me most of the time." "What happened to the husband?" Connie's husband asked off handedly. Daisy sighed and whispered, "He was killed in a car wreck along with my daughter." "That's terrible," Connie said quickly. "I couldn't even visualize what it would be like to lose Pete or Jessica." "You surely don't want too," Daisy whispered as her eyes burned. "Our condolences," Pete said softly. When Daisy just nodded, he asked, "Who is this friend you keep talking about?" "That would be me," John said from behind Daisy's chair. All three of them turned to look. Daisy smiled and started to get up as he came around to the side of the chair. He was naked with his towel in his hand. His manhood was right in front of her face as she sat up and looked that way. She grinned and looked up at his face. He smiled down at her and walked to the end of the chair. He nodded to Connie and Pete. Daisy turned and lay back down on the lounge chair. John grinned as he took each of Daisy's ankles in his hands and spread her legs wide. She put her feet on the ground, her breathing a little fast as he bent and spread his towel across the end of the chair. His face was right above her openly displayed sex. Memories of him licking her sex made her groan softly. He looked up at her face and winked. Then he sat down on the end of the chair with his legs spread wide. With a whimper, Daisy dropped her eyes to his manhood. It wasn't hard but it was harder and sticking out toward her sex. She groaned as he lifted her legs and placed an ankle on each of his thighs. Her legs were closer together but he still had a complete view of her bare damp sex. "I like the new look," he said, his eyes on her sex. Daisy squirmed and whispered, "If I'm going naked, then I'm going completely naked." John nodded and looked at Connie, his eyes openly running up and down her body. She didn't notice as her eyes were on his semi hard dick. Her mouth was hanging open slightly. John smiled and looked at Pete. Pete was looking at his wife and grinning. A moment later, Pete looked at John and nodded. "Hi, I'm Pete and this is my wife Connie." "I'm John." Connie's eyes flicked up to his face and then back down to where they had been. "I... I... I..." she stammered but didn't say anything else. Pete laughed and that seemed to snap Connie out of it as she turned her head and looked at him. He blew her an air kiss and she blushed deeply. Looking around at John's face she whispered, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't stare." "It's quite alright, I'm used to it," John replied. "What do you do, John?" Pete asked. "He's my angel," Daisy said with a grin. "Adonis, is more like it," Connie whispered. John winked at Connie. "My work keeps me in shape, I'm happy to say." Pete said, "I wish mine did. I work in an office. Other than using the stairs part of the time, I don't get much exercise." Then he looked at Connie and winked. She blushed deeply and looked at the surf. "I get a lot of my exercise sweeping my deck. The leaves off the oak trees gets stuck in the cracks and I have to bend to pull them out," Daisy said with a grin in John's direction. "And a very lovely, uh, bend it is, I must say," John replied with a like grin. Connie made a soft whimpering sound at their exchange. "I take it, Pete likes it when you bend over," John said as he looked at Connie. She blushed and Pete laughed. "It's her favorite, uh, position by far." Connie moaned and blushed several shades darker. "It's mine also," Daisy said looking at John. Her eyes dropped to his dick and she added, "Bent over the end of the bed or the arm of the couch...." Then she blushed deeply as she realized what she was saying. John chuckled and nodded. "Duly noted," he whispered. Daisy blushed again and looked at Connie. Connie was looking at John's manhood with a funny lustful look on her face. "Maybe we should take a walk along the beach and cool off," Daisy said with a grin. "I... I couldn't do that," Connie said quickly, her eyes going to Daisy's face. "If I can, then you can," Daisy replied. "It will be my second time." "Maybe the four of us," Pete said sitting up. John looked at Pete and grinned. "I'm going to sit back and watch." Pete chuckled. "That might be a good idea," he said looking at his wife. Connie shivered. "Then lets go," Daisy said as she spread her legs and put her feet on either side of the chair. John's eyes dropped to her open sex and he licked his lips. Daisy made a soft whimpering sound as she sat up. "I... I... I don't know," Connie whispered. As she stood up, Daisy replied, "Yes, you can. Now get your lazy ass up. There's nothing to be afraid of. Just think about how the thought of people watching you will make you feel inside. That's what I'm going to do." Connie groaned and sat up. Her eyes were on John's face just above Daisy's sex and his hands on her hips. All kinds of dirty thought were chasing each other through her mind. She swung her legs away from the couple and put her feet on the sand. Her back was to them now but she was facing her husband. His dick was semi hard and laying in the crease between his thigh and abdomen. As he saw where here eyes were, Pete clinched his ass muscles causing his dick to twitch. Connie whimpered softly as he did. His dick was only half the size of John's, she realized. That made her whimper again. She had never had a dick other than Pete's and had never much thought about size until now. His was nice but what would a longer, thicker one feel like? The thought made her inner muscles spasm and tighten up. "Are you ready?" Daisy asked from her right and Connie looked that way. Standing up, Connie took a couple of hesitant steps in Daisy's direction and then stopped with a whimpering sound on her lips. Daisy extended her hand and Connie took it. With a pull from Daisy, she found herself walking across the beach toward the surf. She moaned loudly as a shiver ran up and down her spine. She couldn't believe she was actually walking around in public absolutely naked. Daisy leaned closer and whispered, "Thrilling, isn't it." Connie looked her way and then looked around quickly. "Scary as hell is more like it." "That's part of the thrill. Doing something you've never done before. Everything new is scary." Connie giggled nervously. "I can feel peoples eyes on me. If I looked too closely and saw them looking, I'd probably have an orgasm right here." "I know that feeling well. Yesterday when John and I walked along here, I was absolutely squishy." Connie groaned. "I'm surprised you can't hear me." Daisy stopped at the edge of the water and turned left toward the point. "I'm squishing too loud to hear you," she whispered as she looked toward all the people in the lounge chairs and shivered. Connie turned with Daisy but kept her eyes on the edge of the water. "I... I... I can't look." As they walked along in silence, Connie seemed to relax a little. "I still feel so exposed," she whispered a moment later. Daisy nodded but didn't reply. As they neared the point, Connie glanced at Daisy and asked, "Are you and John a couple?" Daisy smiled and shook her head. "I wish sometimes but no." "Do you two have sex?" Connie blurted out. "Not yet but his tongue is to die for," Daisy said with a giggle. "Pete's petty good at that too except he doesn't know when to quit, if you know what I mean." Daisy laughed. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Jim, my husband, was the same way. He seemed to think I was the energizer bunny." "How about John?" Daisy laughed again and then groaned softly. "I quit long before he does." Connie looked at Daisy funny for a moment and then smiled. "I probably would too. Just looking at him makes me drool." "On which end?" Daisy asked with a grin. "Both and you know it." Connie replied with a like grin. "Yeah, he has that effect on me also." A couple passed going in the opposite direction but Connie didn't seem to notice. "You seem to be getting better at being naked," Daisy said with a smile. "What.... What do you mean?" Connie asked. "That couple passed us, they both looked at us and you didn't even whimper." "What couple?" Connie asked and then she looked over her shoulder and groaned softly. "I... I... I was distracted so much by thinking about John, I didn't even see them." "He has that effect," Daisy said with a chuckle. "His... uh...." Connie started to say and then groaned softly. Daisy looked at Connie and lifted her eyebrows questioningly. Connie blushed a deep red and looked away. "Hey, it's just us girls so say whatever it is you want to say. I think we're pretty close to being friends, if not we're definitely comrades in this nakedness thing." Connie giggled and shook her head. "My mind can be a dirty place at times." "I would have used the word naughty for mine but go ahead. I don't think you will shock me." "His, uh, dick. It's so much bigger than Pete's is," Connie blurted out. Daisy shivered and whimpered softly as she thought about John's manhood. "I... uh... noticed. Not to mention I've seen it hard. John's, not Pete's, that is." Connie groaned and asked, "Is it bigger hard?" Daisy glanced at Connie and replied, "A little longer but a lot thicker." Connie groaned again and shivered hard as she stopped walking. Her hips were quivering and she was chewing on her bottom lip. Daisy stopped next to her and asked, "Are you alright?" Connie groaned again and nodded. Then she shook her head and moaned softly. "I'm close to coming my brains out standing right here in front of God and everyone else." Daisy grinned, took Connie's elbow, and led her over to the rocks that jutted out of the sand close by. They were near the point and most everyone was a ways away. Daisy dusted a flat rock off and sat Connie down on it. She sat down on another. Connie leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees, and placing her face in her hands. "You must think I'm a terrible person," she whispered from behind her hands. "No, just a very turned on one at the moment," Daisy replied with a grin. "I can't stop thinking about what that big dick would feel like in my hand, my mouth, my.... You know," Connie confessed. Daisy laughed. "Been there, done that, got the wet spots all down my inner thighs to prove it." "But I'm married for God's sake. I shouldn't be thinking about things like that." "Thinking is one thing, doing would be another." Connie sighed and lifted her head. "Pete..." she started to say and then sighed again. "Pete has hinted several times since we've been here that he wouldn't mind if I...." She stopped talking and groaned. Daisy felt her mouth drop open as she finished the sentence in her head. "Is there a problem where he can't?" Daisy asked in a whisper. Connie shook her head. "He... he's just gotten odd since the kids left home. Kinky is the word that comes to mind." "And you want no part of it," Daisy guessed. Connie giggled and blushed. "One part of me doesn't but another part is drooling over some of the men it's seen around this place. Then John showed up." "Yeah, then John showed up. He has a way of doing that at just the right times," Daisy said with a grin. Connie groaned. "Pete saw me looking and then he winked at me. I didn't know whether to die of embarrassment or come on the spot. It was like he was trying to give me the go ahead." She groaned again. "I shouldn't have said that here in front of you." Daisy looked at Connie for a long moment and then looked up and down the beach. Looking back at Connie she said, "We're friends for the most part, John and I. I have no hold on him. What he does is his business. Although I was hoping for a little more than I got last night." She ended up grinning broadly. Daisy Ch. 03 Connie looked at Daisy and chuckled at the grin. "Pete doesn't realize it but he's going to get his ears fucked off tonight as I fantasize about what you and John are going to be doing." "Just don't hurt him," Daisy said as she stood up. Connie laughed and stood up beside her. "No, I won't hurt him but I sure am going to put a hurting on him. On his dick, on his face, and back and forth until I can't move." Daisy laughed. "Maybe I should fantasize about what you're going to be doing." "I think you're going to be too preoccupied to even worry about me and Pete. I know I would be." Daisy grinned and nodded as she slipped an arm around Connie's waist and started them walking back down the beach. They hadn't gone a dozen steps when four young guys came running past them from behind. All four were naked and both women sighed as they watched four strong looking asses, eight legs, eight arms, and four muscular back moving away from them. A moment later, Connie whispered, "Now there went a fantasy worth getting in a lather over." "Which one?" Daisy asked. "All of them, of course," Connie said with a giggle. Daisy looked at Connie with her mouth open. Then she groaned softly as a hard shiver ran up and down her back. Four mouths, four dicks, eight hands, the possibilities were endless. She groaned and shook her head trying to clear it. "I... uh... think that would definitely kill me." "Me too but...." Connie said with a big grin. ***** Connie and Daisy were laughing as they stopped by the chairs where Pete and John were sitting. "You two seem to be having a good time," Pete said with a grin. "You don't know the half of it," Connie said to her husband with a big grin and a wink at Daisy. Looking back at her husband, she said, "Get your ass up. It's time for lunch and I want one of those sarong things that Daisy was wearing. I think I can handle the girls hanging out after that walk down the beach." Pete was grinning as he got to his feet. Connie had picked up her towel and was wrapping it around her waist. As she tucked one end inside the other at her hip, Pete looked at Daisy and said, "Thank you." With a laugh, Daisy replied, "Don't thank me yet, you might not live through the night." Pete gave Daisy a funny look and Connie gave him a leering one. "You've got that right." Connie turned to Daisy and started to give her a hug. When she suddenly remembered she was naked from the waist up, she froze. Daisy grinned and hugged her instead. Both women whimpered as their naked bodies touched and then Connie was hugging Daisy back firmly. As Daisy stepped back, Connie blushed and said, "Thank you, you have been a big help." "You're very welcome. We'll both continue to learn as we go." Connie nodded and then shivered as Pete slipped his arm around her waist. "I have all our stuff so I'm ready when you are." With a wink at Daisy, Connie whispered, "I'm more ready than I think I ever have been." Then she laughed. "Come on, we'll stop at the gift shop first." "Always spending my money," Pete said with a sigh but he had a grin on his face. As they started to walk away, Connie gave John a leering grin. "You be good to that lady or I'll box your ears." "Yes, ma'am," John said with a big smile on his face. "I plan on doing just that." Daisy moved over to the chair next to John and straddled it. As she sat down, she looked over at him. "They're nice people." "And you did a nice job of calming her fears and making her feel much more relaxed so she could enjoy herself," he replied. Daisy looked at him funny as a thought crossed her mind. "I did, didn't I?" She turned the idea over in her head. "I wouldn't have even spoken to them before I met you, I would have been to shy," she whispered a few minutes later. "You wouldn't have sat there with your legs spread wide even yesterday," John observed with a big grin. Daisy shivered hard and looked around. No one was looking at her that she could see but there were two men laying on the beach in front of her that were facing in her direction. As one of them looked in her direction, her inner muscles clamped down and she slowly lifted her feet up to place them on the chair. She straightened her legs but left them open as her feet were on the outer edges of the wide chair. Looking over at John, she shivered and whispered, "I'm becoming quite the exhibitionist." John smiled and shook his head. "Nope, just more adventuresome. That was the reason for the trip, correct." Daisy smiled as she relaxed and looked at the two men on the beach. Both were looking her way. She moved one foot to the sand, her legs wide enough so they could see her wet sex and grinned as she said, "Yes. Yes, it was." ***** After a shower to get the perspiration and tanning oil off her body, Daisy sat at her dressing table applying her makeup. She had just finished it up and was running a brush through her short hair when there was a knock at the door. She got up to answer it. She reached for her sarong on the way but figured it was John so she left it where it was. It wasn't John; it was one of the Bahamian hotel workers with a meal cart covered with a white cloth. "Good evening," he said in a deep resonate voice. "I have your meal all ready for you." "I... uh... didn't order a meal," Daisy replied with a shiver as the man's eyes wandered up and down her naked body. "Ah, a Mister John, ordered for the two of you," he said as he wheeled the cart inside. Daisy stepped back and watched him. His feet were bare and made a soft whispering sound on the polished tile floor. "Would you like this inside or out on the balcony?" "Out on the balcony," John said from the open doorway but his eyes were on Daisy. "You're getting even braver, opening the door naked." Daisy blushed lightly and whispered, "I thought it was you." With a smile, John came inside and closed the door. "I figured as much but I had to tease you." Daisy returned his smile and came up on her toes for a kiss. His lips brushed hers lightly and she shivered, as she smelled cinnamon. "I thought we were eating in the dinning room. I even bought a new outfit." John brushed his lips against hers again. "I'm sorry. I guess I should have called you. The thing is, I wanted to be alone with you for a while." Daisy smiled at the last part of that and dropped down off her toes. Her eyes took in his slacks and sports shirt. "I can go get dressed just for you," she whispered. "I'd like that," he replied and then grinned as he watched her walk across the room, putting one foot in front of the other, her hips and ass swaying suggestively. She did that all the way to the bathroom door, with only a pause as she passed the grinning waiter. ***** Daisy came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of very sheer light blue harem pants and a tube top in the same color and sheerness covering her breasts. The pants had an elastic waistband low on her hips and elastic in the cuffs around her ankles. The rest was billowy and loose fitting. The tube top fit smugly and showed her hard nipples as dark shadowy peaks. John was standing at the French door leading out to the balcony and grinned as he saw her. "Now that is gilding the lily," he said appreciatively. Daisy felt sexy and very much alive as she walked over to stand in front of him. "I'm glad you like the outfit." "I like the outfit and I love what is in it." Daisy felt herself blushing and came up on her toes as she stepped forward and hugged him tightly. "You have been so good for me in so many ways," she whispered. "It's too bad I can't keep you for myself." John sighed and wrapped his arms around her. "Yes it is," he whispered as he hugged her back. They held each other for several minutes and then Daisy stepped back and came down off her toes. "So, what did you order us for supper, I'm suddenly starving." John escorted her out to the table on the balcony and held her chair as she sat down. He lifted the lid covering her plate to reveal lobster and steak. He lifted two more lids to reveal a crisp salad and a small baked potato. Daisy grinned and nodded. "Perfect," she said as she picked up her napkin and spread it over her lap. John uncovered his food and sat down across from her. "The perfect meal for a perfect day," he said as he smiled. "It has been fun. Meeting new people, helping someone, spending time in good company. Yes, a perfect day in so many ways," Daisy said thoughtfully. "And for this day and this meal, we thank you, Father," John said and then smiled at Daisy. "I've always thought short and sweet made the best prays." Daisy picked up her fork and nodded. "I know mine is short and very sweet. Although it might be a little too naughty to get answered." John picked up his fork and replied, "My Boss takes care of the big things in life and you're supposed to take care of the day to day things, naughty or not." They ate in silence for a while and then Daisy asked, "Are love and lust big or small things?" John chewed the bit of food in his mouth and then replied, "They can be either, but it's all according to whether they are singular or together. Love is one of the great and good things. Adding a little lust just makes it even better. It becomes a giving thing." Daisy chuckled. "That's not the answer I expected but I do see the logic." "You're confusing God and religion again. Being all powerful puts Him far above the average person so He doesn't need to keep track of the small stuff. It's the overall feel of things that He is more concerned with. Religion on the other hand tries to impose its will on the day to day things. Some rightfully so, like the state of your soul and whether you believe but love can't be controlled." They ate in silence for a while and then Daisy said, "Life is so short in one way and so long in another." John grinned. "Short in the living and long in the remembering. So the best advice is to make as many good memories as possible in your short life." "I have some very good memories but there is one bad one that always overshadows the rest." "Yes, your husband and daughter. Their deaths were just one of those things. A random happening that shouldn't happen to good people but does. I know that doesn't help but it is all I have at the moment." Daisy nodded, sighed, and went back to eating. ***** When they finished eating, John placed all the dishes on the cart and rolled it out into the hall. When he returned to the balcony, Daisy was standing at the rail watching the sunset. He walked up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her on the shoulder and then trailed kisses and nibbles along toward her neck. As his lips got close to her neck, she leaned her head to the side with a deep shiver. He continued to lick and kiss his way up along her neck to her jaw line. Then he was using the end of his tongue to tease the outer edge of her ear. With a whimper, Daisy spun around and kissed him deeply on the lips. She moaned long and loud as she tasted cinnamon, her tongue dueling with his. Her arms came up and wrapped around his neck as he lifted her completely off the ground. Her head swam for a second and then she found herself laying on her side on the bed, her arms still around John's neck and her left leg over his hip. She was still wondering what had happened when she realized they were both naked. John was grinning at her. "I'm not supposed to but I took a little shortcut," he whispered. Daisy giggled and kissed him. She moaned as their tongues dueled again and then she moaned louder as he rolled over onto his back and took her with him. She ended up straddling his hips, the hot head of his manhood pressing against her sex. She gasped at the heat and wiggled her hips, groaning deeply as the head moved up and touched her slippery opening. It felt even hotter there. Her body shivered hard and the kiss was broken as John pushed her up into a sitting position. Daisy's body had sifted back slightly and the head no longer touched her opening. Now her opening was pressed to his wide shaft, her short slit spread open by it. John's hands on her hips moved her back and forth rubbing her sex against his manhood. Her clit rubbed lightly as she went forward and more firmly as she went back. Daisy was gasping and trying to catch her breath as her clit tingled like mad. With her legs spread so wide by his hips, only her feet touched the bed and she couldn't seem to get them to take any of her weight. That hot maddening rub on her clit was driving her up the wall of lust very quickly. The wetness from her sex was spreading along his shaft but that just allowed her to move easier and faster. Suddenly Daisy heard herself yell, "Fuck me!" It sounded so nasty and out of character to her mind. Then she felt the head of John's dick pressing tightly against her opening. The heat was unbearable as the big head squeezed inside her tight pussy. Then she was coming so hard that the jerking of her stomach hurt, her thighs felt cramped, as did her lower back. She also felt his big dick going even deeper and deeper. At some point, she blacked out as the fire along her nervous system completely overloaded her with a mixture of pain and pleasure. It felt like john had been fucking her for hours and she had been coming the whole time. ***** Daisy woke up with a jerk and a sat straight up in bed. She was in her bed at the resort and alone. She threw the covers back and got to her knees in the middle of the bed looking around for John. He wasn't anywhere in sight. With a groan and a big whimper, her hands went to her sex. She expected it to be raw and sore but it wasn't. Strangely, it felt normal. She bent forward and looked at her sex. It even looked normal. Now she was totally confused by what her mind told her and what her eyes saw. From the pain and ecstasy of the night before, she should have been at the very least red or even bruised looking. She was still bent over looking at her sex as the door to her room opened. She looked up quickly as she dropped down to sit on her heels, her knees parted and pointed directly at the door. There was a strange man standing there looking at her with his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. Daisy was frozen to the spot by the sudden intrusion and the even more sudden need to change thoughts from sex with John to the intruder. It felt like several minutes but probably wasn't but a few seconds before she asked in a loud voice, "Who are you?" This seemed to unfreeze the man as he went to stammering, "I... uh... room... wrong... sorry." Then he backed up several steps, looked at the number on the door, and then down at the key in his hand. The numbers were the same. "I... uh... they... uh... gave me... the wrong key. Well, the right key but to the wrong room. One that was already occupied." Then he shut the door. Daisy stared at the closed door with her mouth open. Realization of who the man was slowly came to her. Stan something or another. He was a member of the church she had attended before her husband and daughter died. His wife's name was Marjorie and they had a son and daughter the same age as her two kids. She shook her head hard and whispered, "No! He can't be the same man. Stan and his wife would never come to a place like this. They were too much the upstanding Christians to even think about coming to a place like this." There was a soft hesitant knock at the door. Daisy did not move until the knock came again. She got off the bed and ran to grab her sarong off the back of the couch. Her harem pants and tube top were folded neatly on the arm of the couch. She smiled and then giggled loudly at the absurdity of the clothes being folded so neatly. The knock at the door came a little more aggressively. Daisy wrapped her sarong around her body so that it covered her from just under her arms to mid thigh. She was shifting it so the opening was to the side as she walked to the door. She got the clasp done and opened the door. The man stood there with his hand raised as though he were going to knock again. With the door open, he slowly lowered his arm and asked in a whisper, "Is your name Daisy?" When Daisy nodded, the man said, "I'm Stan Wakefield, my wife and I used to attend that little church over on Flower Street." Daisy nodded again. Stan shifted his weight from foot to foot for a moment and then whispered, "I never did get a chance to say how sorry I was to hear about your husband and daughter. It was such a terrible thing." There was a burning in her eyes for just a second and then she giggled. "Stan, you're at a nudist resort in the Bahamas. Where is Marjorie?" Stan looked at the floor, took a long deep breath, and let it out slowly. "She and our son were killed in a car wreck very similar to the one that took your family," he whispered softly. Daisy gasped and took two steps forward to wrap her arms around Stan. "I'm so very sorry," she whispered as she hugged him tightly. His arms kind of fluttered around for a moment and then ended up around her waist as he hugged her back. A few minutes later, Daisy sighed and stepped back. She looked at Stan's face and asked, "You haven't met an angel named John by any chance, have you?" Stan gave a jerk of surprise and shook his head. "No, not one named John but I did meet one named Vera. In fact she's the one that gave me the advice to try new things." "To be more adventuresome," Daisy, said with a grin. Stan looked surprised again and whispered, "Exactly." Daisy laughed and said, "Come on in, we've both been had." "Huh, I don't understand," Stan, said in confusion. "We were both lost and now we have found each other with a little help from above. So come on in, you have the right room after all." "I still don't fully understand but...." Stan said as he grabbed the handle to his rolling suitcase and followed Daisy inside. "You lost a part of your family. I lost a part of mine. Combining the two remaining parts makes a whole family again," Daisy said as she unlatched the clasp on her sarong and tossed it on the foot of the bed. Stan closed the door and turned around to find Daisy naked. His eyes grew wide and he gasped. His eyes wandered up and down her naked body. "You're... you are beautiful," he whispered a moment later. "Thank you," she said with a grin. "Now it's your turn." Stan's eyes jumped to her face and he stammered, "I... uh... I...." Daisy laughed. "You came to a nudist resort, did you expect to stay dressed all the time?" "Well, no but.... I... uh... didn't expect to meet anyone I knew." "You don't know the new and improved me. I'm still learning about her myself. But I have an idea that we'll truly know each other by the time we leave here," Daisy whispered. Then she laughed again and said, "So get rid of the clothes and grab a towel, I hear a beach calling our names." Stan just looked at her for a moment and then smiled for the first time. "I wanted adventuresome and I seemed to have found her, uh, I mean it," he said as he took off his suit coat. Life suddenly seemed more worth living.