Summer Surprise Pt. 01

"Not that one. Too public. I know a place."

"You're not expecting anything, are you, Matt?"

"No. Just giving you options."

"Uh huh."

Matt smiled. They didn't have far to go. Ten minutes later, he pushed the canoe into some sand on a little horseshoe shaped island which protected the sandy enclave on three sides.

"This is nice."

"I think so," Matt responded.

"I'll do you, if you'll do me," Dianne said holding out the sunscreen."

"Of course."

Dianne did Matt's back first, then lay down in the sand, on her stomach, and reached back to untie her bikini top. Matt applied a generous amount of sun block to her neck and shoulders, worked it thoroughly into her skin, and then continued to knead her back until she purred in pleasure. When she turned over without putting her top back on, Matt couldn't help but look. She remained motionless under the heat of his gaze. She was slightly disappointed that he didn't say or do anything. After a half hour, she put her top back on.

"Kiss me," Dianne said.

"Are you sure?"

"I have to find out if Yolanda was right or if she was blowing smoke up my skirt."

Matt smiled and leaned in to kiss her. He kept his hands at his side, despite the strong urge to let them wander along her curves, caressing her breasts and thighs. He kissed her, softly at first, increasing the intensity so slowly it made her feel as though she was being kissed completely. His tongue slid inside her mouth, gentle but demanding, and then his arms circled her, gathering her against him. As their tongues danced his hands moved around to her waist. Dianne melted against him and for fifteen glorious minutes they explored each other's mouths, the way two people do, the first time they kiss passionately.

"Whew. Yolanda wasn't lying." She fanned herself with her hands. "It suddenly seems a lot hotter. I think I need in the water."

He smiled and went into the water with her. They splashed and goofed around, but it was hands off play. He let her set the parameters, never taking an extra inch if she didn't give him permission. He watched her go ashore, removing her top for a second time, and quickly followed. They lay down in the sand and started kissing again. This round of kissing was more intense as their desire escalated. She could feel his hardness as they lay nestled against one another and it was incredibly arousing to her. She guided his hand to her breast, encouraging him to caress it. He enjoyed the feeling of cupping her soft, warm, breasts and happily focused on played with them as they kissed, instead of trying to take it to the next level. After twenty or so minutes, she reluctantly broke away.

"I have to stop or I won't be able to," Dianne said.

"Okay," Matt agreed, pulling away. She could see the big bulge in his swim trunks. She wanted to feel it inside of her so much.

"If I have sex with you now, I'll feel like I'm cheating on Robert. I know he's dead, but in a way, he's still alive to me. He was blown up pretty bad, so I never saw his body. It made his death a little less real. It might take me a while before I can do the deed. I hope you understand. I'm sorry."

"No worries. You go at whatever speed seems right to you."

"I'll give you some privacy if you need to take care of your little problem."

"That would be great."

Dianne got up and moved into the water, facing away from the beach, she went deep enough to relieve her bladder. A shudder rippled through her body when he moaned and then uttered a low pitched growl as he climaxed. She waited until he told her it was safe, turned around and went back, and noted the had the broad grin on his face

"At least you understand a fellow has needs and don't ignore it."

"Cruel and unusual punishment is banned by the Constitution."

"Do you need to...you know. I can give you some privacy too."

"Before I went into the water, I might have taken you up on your offer, but it was cold enough to cool things down. We ought to head back. I'm not sure I can keep resisting temptation much longer if we stay here."

"Whatever you say."

They gathered up their belongings and headed back to the campsite, where they found Yolanda and Marty eating lunch.

"You were right, Yolanda. Matt is a terrific kisser," Dianne said.

"Did you...?" Marty asked.

"A gentleman shouldn't kiss and tell." Dianne said, smiling, "He should also know better than to push a lady into going faster than she is willing to go. Matt is a gentleman, so there was no 'did you', involved. Though, he did get me warmed up enough to make it to first base."

"Way to go," Yolanda said. "If I wasn't with Marty, I'd be inclined towards thinking about Matt."

"Well, I'm thinking about him. In fact if you didn't mind, on the way back, I'd like him to ride in the back with me."

"Oooh, hot," Marty said.

"Not that hot, but we might get some more kissing practice in."

Matt said, "Let's head out soon so we can take our time going back. I have some sandwiches in our cooler, so we don't have to eat first. We'll just chow down on the way."

As soon as Marty and Yolanda finished eating, everybody got busy breaking camp. They doused the fire, stored the remaining firewood, discarded their food scraps, covered the latrine with dirt and tamped it down, packed and loaded the canoes with all their supplies, and then set out for the Jeep. They took twice as long getting back as coming, taking their time, allowing the wind to push them sometimes. Matt and Dianne ate, drank, and joked as they paddled. When the reached the vehicle, the women loaded up the back, while the men fastened the canoes to the cargo rack.

Matt sat in the back with Dianne. They held hands, occasionally sharing brief, respectful kisses which were affectionate, loving, and exploring, and did not include gross groping. Dianne felt like she was back in high school, going on a double date with someone early on in the relationship, and it felt good.

Marty and Yolanda dropped them off at her apartment, waiting for Matt to return. Matt carried her clothes and left over food up to her front door. She handed him forty dollars, for food and gas, and gave him a proper good bye kiss.

"I'll wash your shirt and bring it back on Wednesday," Matt said.

"Wash my shirt? Oh, yeah, how could I forget. I can wash it."

"I think not. My mess, I'll clean it up."

Dianne kissed him again and went inside. Chloe was studying on the couch.

"How was the weekend?"

"Wonderful. I gave him every possible opportunity to act like an asshole, and he didn't take a single one. If my goose isn't cooked yet, it's definitely in the oven."

"Tell me all about it."

Dianne told Chloe about the whole weekend, including the prank she and Yolanda played on the boys.

"That's a good one, mind if I use that as fodder for a story sometime."

"Help yourself. This weekend could have gone wrong in so many different ways, but it never did."

"That's my Matt. That's the guy I've been talking about. He just knows what to do at exactly the right time. Is it any wonder I'm still friends with him?"

"Not to me. I now have a date with my vibrator."

"Oh, that bad is it?"

"Yes."

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