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I met you after work...5pm sharp. We loaded the car in self-conscious conversation. The drive was long and tedious, but I had your favorite music on the stereo. Soon the magic of the trip had taken hold, and the conversation became light. When we reached the beach the sun was just sinking beneath the waves. We walked and talked beside the sea. No interference from office politics, just the two of us on the beach. As the sun sank lower in the west, the ocean turned a deep purple. Rivalled only by the indigo of twilight sky. Back in our room we celebrated with champagne and strawberries and retired closer than we began the day. Next morning as the sun pulled moisture from the sea, we found our special place behind the dunes. The heat rose invisible waves from the sheer white sand. Quickly we stowed our gear behind the largest dune and headed for the water at a dead run. Even at such a pace, our feet were scorched by the burning sands. I was first into the water but you weren't far behind. As I broke the surface from my dive, you were gliding to a stop next to me. Laughingly I tackled you in the surf and we were carried back to shore by the surging waves. We played in the water until we became tired and then high-stepped back to our secluded dune. You flopped down onto your towel; I stared momentarily at your glistening body and collapsed into a heap next to you. You were lying on your stomach and asked if I would mind rubbing suntan oil on your back. At first I balked, but how could I refuse such a request. Your skin was cool to the touch, soft and smooth beneath my hands. Slowly, I traversed the contours of your body. Disconcerted, I put my mind back only on the task at hand. Gently, I pulled your long blonde hair away from your ears and bent to whisper in your exposed ear.
