A Summer of Learning

[Tammi]

This is a closed thread between Darrenfate and myself, but please read and enjoy.

OOC: Misty Fairfield is 25, single, with long wavy blonde hair that hung well past her shoulders. She has a terrific figure, standing 5’3, 110lbs. She has deep blue eyes, lips that are full and seductive when she smiles and she has a wild spirit, bright, energetic, yet bold and some would say aggressive.

She had bought the house on the beach six months ago. Her parents had been extremely wealthy and unfortunately had perished in an accident almost a year ago leaving her as the only child to inherit everything. She hadn’t realized how much they had sheltered her and took care of for her while she was off just having fun and living life. This lifestyle had also left her unafraid of most things, being sheltered from most people and life outside of her own circle. She finally began to wonder if she needed to hire someone to take care of her house, such as clean, cook, shop, pay bills, all of it, as she was not doing well with, having never done any of that herself before. She had talked to several of her friends, but they had laughed at her, not actually believing her. Many of them were from well to do homes, but most worked and had been brought up having to do much more than she did. She had often been teased as being a spoiled brat, but what they didn’t realize was that she had actually not been given the options. Things were always just done and decisions made for her, even many of her activities had been planned for her.

IC: Sitting cross-legged on the beach wearing my black thong bikini, I watched the waves as the tide came in. It was a warm night and I had just come out of the water feeling refreshed, right before the tide had begun. It was just getting dark, the night was clear with many stars in the sky and I was there alone. There was quite a distance between my home and the next one further down the beach, which had been vacant for a while to my knowledge.

I enjoyed evenings like this, especially sitting in the sand at night watching the stars and the tide come in. I waited until the water was up around my feet, cooling and tickling my toes at the same time making me giggle. When it started to come further up my ankles, I moved back some, waiting again for the water to touch my toes. It was a rather childish thing, but it was so delightful and having very few things that made me feel this way, and considering no one actually was around to watch me, I saw no harm in allowing myself this simple childish act.

With my arms behind me I leaned back, looking up at the stars and within moments I saw a shooting star. I smiled and closed my eyes thinking hard and making a wish. I did not hear the man come out of nowhere but when I opened my eyes, I jumped, startled to see him standing there. Without moving, I looked up at him, smiled and with a light tone spoke.

“ Hi, you startled me! Are you lost or looking for something? “

 

[sail away]

The man has a bit of a confused look on his face and says to the young lady, "You just wished for me, remember?"

Ops, Sorry. I forgot that this is a closed thread. Please disregard this post.
Sail away

 

[darrenfate]

Tom More

Tom jogged slowly along the beach, the waves always receded with the coming of the night and he found it peaceful. His days now were spent in relaxation, only two months earlier he had sold his software company to a large national player. He had done exceedingly well financially, and he was already aching to be back in the game. He would wait for the right opportunity, then jump in. After all he thought ruefully, no one retires at the ripe old age of 26!.

His body was still in terrific shape, working out for Tom was a pleasure and not a burden. Tom loved the soft damp sand underneath his feet as he ran along the shore. His body glistened from the mild exertion and he felt his mind grow clearer with each passing step.

He saw her from afar, dancing back from the cold water with laughter. Tom grinned, you just had to like people who had fun. As he drew closer, he saw that she was also simply beautiful. Buxom and perfectly propotioned Tom instantly knew why blondes loved to wear black bikinis. Even in the dim light the black contrasted with her blonde complexion producing a stunning contrast.

The woman's eyes were closed and looking up, he saw the remnant trails from the shooting star . Veering impulsively up onto high sand near the cliff, Tom deftly picked a flower in full bloom. Holding it in his hand he approached her.

http://www.munchkinnursery.com/newsletter/shooting-stars/dodecatheon-media-flower-close-197x275.jpg

He spoke -

According to myth shooting stars streak across the evening sky creating a flower with each impact on earth. A living replica of the journey is created by individual flowers like this Dodecatheon shaped like rockets or comets from the debris within each point of impact.

With a little imagination you can see the stamens are packed together in the shape of a nose cone. A band of contrasting color comes next, after which the petals reflex back in an exhaust of pink. You see? It is not difficult to see how the myth came to be.

My name is Tom, Tom More. That is your only horticultural and astronomical lesson for the day, I promise. May I join you Ms. ????

 

[Tammi]

Misty Fairfield

“What an interesting myth and yes I see what you mean, Tom. I don't think I would have ever saw that before. Thank you for sharing that with me. I'm Misty Fairfield, I live in that house behind us. Have a seat if you don’t mind sitting in the sand.”

Distracted by his lesson of the day and the fact that I looked the flower over and was truly amazed by it, my attention finally came back to this strange man that had appeared. Now I paid close attention to him, boldly looking over him and noticed his glistening body, the firm and very attractive shape he was in. He had obviously been running on the beach but why had I not noticed this man before, I wondered. I sat up straighter, crossing my legs in front of me and smiled at him.

“So Tom, where did you come from? Do you live around here? I didn’t think anyone else lived to close by.”

 

[darrenfate]

Tom

Misty's eyes shamelessly raked him over, Tom was silently glad for every moment he spent working out. Her voice was cultured and reserved in that certain way that rich girls spoke. This was clearly a woman who was used to getting what she wanted. Her offer to join him was really more a command than it was an offer.

Still, Misty intrigued Tom. He stretched out next to Misty, and watched her sit more erect almost unconsciously. Languidly he laid out on the sand, sprawling loosely next to her.

He knew that he had risked coming off as a pushy jerk with that flower analogy, and he was glad that she had taken it in the best way possible. Pick up lines did not come naturally to Tom, although she was well worth the try. Somehow, he felt comfortable with Misty and wanted to know more about her.

"I've rented a house about a half mile down the beach for the next three months. I've jogged this way quite often in the last two months, although I know I've never seen you before.

Tell me, what do you do for a living?"

 

[Tammi]

Misty Fairfield

“What I do for a living?” I burst out laughing, the expression on my face was that of ‘are you serious?’ look. I could tell he was somewhat confused, but he kept smiling and my eyes continued to gaze over him as he stretched out beside me. I found myself very excited at the thought that he was staying so close.

I turned facing him now and stretched out, laying on my side with my elbow raised and my head leaning on it. I looked at him with a soft seductive smile, my fingers playing unconciously with the sand and my voice held a light tone. I could feel the tide coming up just at the tip of my toes and knew we would have to move soon.

“What I do for a living is have fun. I don’t need to work. How about you?“

 

[darrenfate]

Tom

Tom watched her stretch out next to him She seemed not so much as to extend herself, but rather she uncoiled. Her body screamed for his attention. He fought between staring voluptuous chest and the breathtaking swell of her hips. Now it was Tom that unabashedly admired Misty.

Her laugh was infectious, it was clear that Misty thought Tom had just asked the dumbest question in the world. Perhaps he had at that, Tom mused.

"Mmm living for fun. What a great concept. I haven't got that one quite figured out yet. I am currently not working. I sold my practice off two months ago, and I'm getting the itch already to get back in the game.

Got any good venture ideas for me? I think maybe I ought to be in the retail thong design business. You are one stunning woman..."

Tom let his voice trail off. What possessed him to say that last bit he had no idea. One thing was for certain though. Misty already knew she was hot.

 

[Tammi]

Misty Fairfield

“Why thank you Tom and you are one stunning man!”

Smiling at him and his comment, my hand ventured further and instead of running through the sand, I couldn’t resist the urge to touch him. My fingertips running very slowly up his side, from his waist to almost under his arm. My eyes followed my hand for several seconds before I again looked at him.

“A good venture, hmmm. I don’t know. If you’re looking for a job, I might have one, but then it involves taking care of me and that might not be the kind of job you’re looking for.”

 

[darrenfate]

Tom

Misty is beautiful.

Tom sized her up fast. Normally he would have laughed at the suggestion that he work for her. Clearly this was a woman with too much money, and an attitude to boot. Nothing good could ultimately come of this.

Yet, he was bored. She was the only offer on the table, and had he mentioned that she was beautiful yet? Still this had to be on equal terms or else she would forever view him as just another hired hand. And that would never do.

"Tell you what Misty. I'll finish my run, then meet you in say an hour up at your place. You are in luck, I'm interested in this job that quote I may not want unquote. It intrigues me. I'll hear you out then."

Tom leaned over and gave her a quick kiss to diffuse any anger she might have.

"See you in sixty babe."

With that Tom turned and ran off down the beach back to his place ...

 

[Tammi]

Misty Fairfield

I laughed softly watching him run off, and could not help but admire his physique. I kept my eyes on him until he was out of sight and then I went back to my house. I walked in, leaving the front door open and headed straight upstairs. My room was the largest having a master bath in it, there were two other rooms, one empty of furniture but had all sorts of clothes and shoe boxes laying on the floor. In the other room was a desk filled with stacks and piles of paper, opened and unopened mail.

When I went in my room I picked up some of the clothes on the floor, throwing them on my unmade bed and went to my closet. I grabbed a white button down shirt and put it on. It was long enough to cover my bikini, but barely. I went back downstairs.

The living room faced the beach with wall to wall windows surrounding it and where I spent many nights just looking out watching the waves of the ocean. The room was bright during the day not only from the windows, but from the soft white leather furniture. The room had tables stacked across them with magazine piled high. The walls were void of shelves or pictures, but there was a stack of pictures in a corner on the floor. I turned a lamp on low, went over to the stereo and turned on the radio and then went to the well stocked bar that was in the corner of the room. I put ice in a bucket and set a bottle of wine in it to chill.

I sat down on the couch, picked up one of the magazine's and waited for Tom to come over. A smile came across my face, he seemed nice enough and most definitely cute enough to have around helping me, and I did rather like his kiss.