Atlantis-A get away(Closed)

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Cool tropical breezes drifted along the palms as they waved gently against the beckoning winds. Soft sunlight glowed down through a cool cover of bright blue skies. The faint murmur of a brightly colored birds could be heard as they fluttered through the brightly colored vegetation. The day was quiet.

He had been on a rather long flight to arrive at the hotel. His muscles and body tired from the long hours. His blue eyes drifted from the mixture of cool water and warm sunshine. One strong hands gently rubbed some lotion on himself as he leaned back into the chair getting ready for the pool. He flapped out a towel on the chair and wetted it down a bit.

The beaches were very crowded and he thought on a quite day he would just enjoy the poolside. His company had not yet arrived. He had some time to kill until they did.

He pulled out his bright blue sunglasses and eased himself into the pool.
 
Karen walked along the edge of the pool carrying her burdened down red canvas bag with everything she thought she would need for the day's sunbathing. Her red one piece bathing suit clung tightly to her body showing her well developed tone body in a most becoming way. Her blue eyes were hidden by dark sunglasses and her blond hair flowed around her shoulders and down her back to about midway to her waist. She looked around at the lovely surroundings and turned to walk to a chair when a few children ran pass her making her stumble, drop her bag on the edge of the pool while she laded in the water making a splash that wet the man already there.

As she went under water with her sunglasses at an odd angle, she felt a strong arm go around her waist and swim her to the surface where she began to cough. She had taken some water into her lungs.
 
Tropical get away

The laughter of children skimmed by as a sudden slip and splash caught the attention of some and not the attention of others. Bright crystal blue waters rolled along the small siding. As the various bag items floated in a rather wet bag, a strong arm held her tightly as she quickly found the surface, even through her wet and hard to see through sunglasses. She could make out subtlety the form of a man.

His shoulders were quite wide as he scooped her up to the surface. Muscles bristled slightly as his muscled form pressed against her lightly. She caught the dark blue color of his shorts, almost a black as they were now wet. His hair was a shortly cut sandy blond, that matched a pair of striking grey blue eyes that watched her.

His voice sounded young, mid to early twenties. He still had very youthful features about him,

“Are you okay miss?”

He couldn’t help but notice the striking form of this blond goddess that had literally just fallen into his arms. Then again he had dived out to catch her. He could not pass the opportunity to meet her. Even now he could feel his heart racing as his eyes wandered her form. His muscles rippled, he felt something, something passionate and deep with in him.
 
Strong arms now held her closely as she tried to see her rescuer through water dotted glasses. She felt secure enough to run her hand through her soaked hair while her other hand tore off the offending sun glasses. Her blue eyes gazed into beautiful grey blue eyes. She felt his muscles flex involuntarily as he pulled her ever closer. There body's barely touched but she got an impression of strength and a muscular hard bodied man. She blinked to stop her staring.

"I am fine, but I must thank you for saving me as I do not swim that well, I usually stay to the shallow end of the pool, I am Karen by the way"

She held out her hand to him then both of them laughed as he would not let go of her to watch her sink to the bottom of the pool. She looked around hoping to find a ladder or something.

"Hmm, how do we get out of here, what did you say your name was"
 
warm sunlight

Sunlight bathed there bodies in the clear waters of the pool. A few people raced around but none of them seemed to pay attention to the two in the water. Faint waves rolled out from her splash, forming small ripples at the end of the pool. A small gleam of sunlight caught upon a small pair of stone steps across the deep end that lead out of the pool.

He smiled and shook her hand while not letting go. His feet continued to move back and forth trying to keep himself afloat. Uninentionally thought it caused him to rub slightly against her repeatedly. His voice was young and friendly

"I am Patrick"

He gestured over to the stairs with one muscular arm.

"I guess if you hold onto my back I can swim over that way."

She could feel his muscles as they rippled agianst her. The breadth of his chest as it lightly pressed up to her. She could feel his toned form silhouette her own soft form warmly. The cool water surrounding her body. He prepared to swim to the stairs soon as she got on his back.
 
A soft cool breeze touched their bodies as they seemed to get closer then she expected.

Karen looked to the stairs that Patrick was talking about and thought that was a pretty far way to swim with another person on your back. Before she could protest she found his muscular body pressed against hers. It was a strange erotic feeling as the water swayed and moved against their bodies. She wasn't sure if this was a good idea but he seemed ready to do the deed as he pressed closer giving her a chance to climb onto his back. What could she say, no I rather drowned.

She obediently placed her hand on his shoulder marveling at the hard strength of it as she floated around to his back. As she tried to grasp his neck, he suddenly lowered his body so she could wrap her arms around his neck. He made a small adjustment to her hands which pulled her body right on top of his. She was surprised and excited by the sensation as she waited for him to swim.
 
feeling the waves

As the waters parted as he slowly swam to the stairs it was a new sensation for her. Warm sunlight bathed her form as it generously warmed her. Water rolled along her skin as it cooled her down with it's relaxing embrace. The faint sounds of the other people roaming about could be heard.

She could feel him quite differently as he swam. It was slow enough that she could feel the contours of the muscular back. The way it flexed against her as each well toned arm pulled himself into the water forward. A soft rippling of muscles that played against her each time. As he approached the stairs he stopped at the edge and let her get off and scoot over from the railing to the stairs.

"Just climb on up."

The thought that she didn't know how to swim and would have to shimmy by him or under him hadn't occured to him as he was quite tired from helping her get to the edge of the pool.

He couldn't get his mind off how much he found himself thinking of her. At times he thought of just holding her in his arms some more, and at other times when the sun hit her right he thought of less pristine thoughts. Still the day was beautiful and he had met a beautiful woman so he had no complaints.
 
Karen held on tightly as Patrick cut the water with strong strokes. He was moving slowly and she could feel his body pressed tightly to hers and his movements seemed to make muscles along the whole expanse of his back contract against her body. The water seemed to erotically caress her as they moved. She was getting strange sensations as they moved closer to the stairs.
Finally they were there and he pressed his back closely to the rail. Karen let go of his body and grabbed the rail.

"Just climb on up."

Karen looked from Patrick to the stairs, a good part of them were under water. She thought of grabbing hold of him again, but thought that not a good idea so she quickly pulled herself forward and made a grab for one of the strairs that was above water. And she missed!

She went down into the depths of the water kicking her feet and moving her hands but was not getting anywhere, when Patrick's strong hands grabbed her again.
 
crystal clear

As her form began to sink beneath the waters she could feel his strong arms once more reach down and bring her to the surface. She could feel the warmth of the sun on her face. The way the water rushed along her body with a cooling sensation.

He smiled warmly as she felt his muscles once more wrap themselves around her. His muscular bare chest pressed against her.

His voice warm and almost a chuckle,

"Well maybe I best help you up those stairs."

He positioned himself behind her and used his hips to push her up the stairs. The sensation of his manhood pushing against her bottom created a odd sensation, although it was not intentional. She could feel his excitment as his hands kept himself afloat as he scooted her up the stairs bump after bump.

He hadn't quite intended the sensation that had come but he couldn't think how else to get her up the stairs while floating. Still he found himself enjoying the sensation far more then he thought. He found his eyes watching her the way the sunlight floated over her. He felt his heart beat quicken. He wondered why he felt this way. As she went up he nodded,

"Okay now?"
 
The water rolled over her as quickly as Patrick pulled her up. When she broke through the surface, she raised her hands to her hair as it was covering her face, Patrick quickly pulled her to his chest, which became a table for her breasts. Another strange sensation run through her body as she let her hands rest of his muscular shoulders.

Karen heard his chuckle and she had to laugh herself as he spoke.

"Well maybe I best help you up those stairs."

As he manuvered her to the stairs she wasn't prepared for what he did next. He positioned himself closely behind her and used his hips to push her up the stairs. Her eyes opened wide as she felt his engorged manhood against her behind. The bumps continued until she could stand with her head above the water. She found herself feeling a little warm as she looked at Patrick with an expression that was quite comical.

"Okay now?"

She quickly recovered as she heard his word.

"Yes thank you"

She continued up the stairs and as she got to the top she turned and smiled at him.

"You must let me buy you a drink for saving my life, maybe two, as you did do it twice"
 
As she rose up he could not help but see the view of her chest. His eyes lustfully watched a moment before the push up the stairs came. At first she seemed to think it a joke but then seemed to realize it was the only way to get her up the stairs.

One strong muscular arm pulled her bag up on the surface before he decided to lift himself out of the water.

In one fluid motion he lifted himself from the water. Crystal blue water dripped from his well toned form. Sparkling drops clung to his muscular chest. His biceps flexed as his broad chest rippled with muscles. He slowly stood up and brushed back some of his wet blond hair with a smile,

"A drink would be nice, a bit sorry about your bag. So are you staying here?"

His eyes could not help but watch her body as she moved. Hotly his blue eyes watched the way her wet clothing clinged to her body.

He could feel his excitment begin to show a bit in his swim trunks but he turned a bit thinking it would not show quite as much. He felt his body have a hot desire for her but he shook the notion off as she may just be passing through the hotel on buisness.

He gestured a sweeping grace,

"Lead on."
 
Soft blonde curls began to form as the sun dried her long hair. Her sunglasses sat on top of her head abandoned for the time being. She reached for her bag but Patrick held it firm. She smiled as she imagined the mess in that bag. Towels heavy with water, suntan lotion swimming about. Soaked dollar bills that would have to dry before using. She had seen him pull the bag out of the water effortlessly, his muscular arms rippling as he move quickly but purposely to retrive her bag.

She couldn't help but to look at his fine toned muscular body. Of course he was tall compared to her most people were. His blonde hair was cropped short but it did not spoil the over handsomeness of the man. She felt a strange feeling in her belly as she looked at him.

"A drink would be nice, a bit sorry about your bag. So are you staying here?"

Karen pointed to a building not far away from where they stood.

"I have a time share in that building and this pool is part of the package. It is really spacous, it is a full apartment. Come on lets go there. There is a fully equiped bar in the apartment which I haven't used as I don't drink alone"

She smiled and waited for him to decide if he would like to go there.

"Lead on."

The petite blonde began picking her way through the crowded area with Patrick hot on her trail. When they reached the small sandy hill that lead to her place, she stepped up onto it. The incline was enough to make her lean into it when suddenly she felt his hand at her elbow assisting her to make the hill. She turned to him and smiled as their feet his solid level land.

"Here we are, I am on the third floor"

She lead the way to a ramp that lead to the first floor and walked up it. He found himelf in the shade of the floor up above them and an elevator was to the right of them. Karen pressed the button and the elevator door opened. She walked into it and pressed the button to hold the door for him.
 
wanderings

They dripped their way through the sandy surroundings to the small apartment area of the hotel she was staying at. Sun streamed along their bodies as they made there way through turns and hills to the small enclosed elevator. Faint winds carried rolling crescent waves onto the sandy shore in the distant. A bright blue sky continued to greet them as they walked.

Bright sapphire marble floors lined the small elevator as an ivory colored oak lined the inside walls. Murals in a tapestry of bright blues covered the walls in the elevator as it was a bit small but quite luxurious. One small light and a series of buttons for various floors were the only lighting inside the dimly lit elevator.

Patrick entered after her with a bright smile.

The water had dried from his shoulders, leaving the muscular contours to tan in the bright glow of the sunlight. In the coolness of the elevator, she could notice the way the air seemed to glide along his muscles as they rippled against the sensation. His well defined muscles flexed as he leaned against a corner of the elevator. In the cold air of the elevator she could even see the silhouette of the muscles beneath his dark blue swim trunks as the wetness caused them to cling to his body a bit.

He wasn’t quite sure what to say as they sat in the elevator. His eyes continued to roam her body, sometimes accidentally and sometimes intentionally. Patrick wondered why he felt such a strong attraction to this woman he had barely begun to know. Still he was being invited up for drinks so at least that was a start. He commented as the elevator climbed upwards,

“Here for business or pleasure then?”

It was at least a start to a conversation.
 
Now that they were on the elevator going up to her apartment, Karen started to get a little nervous. She had never asked a man to any home she had lived in. What did she actually know about him? He had saved her life yes, but what else was there about him that made her bring him home. She felt an attraction like no other but was that any reason to bring him to her apartment. When he finally spoke she relaxed.

“Here for business or pleasure then?”

"Well actually, this apartment was my Dad's, he rented it out during the summer months and lived here in the winter. He had another one in Florida which he left to my sister. I am here trying to decide whether to keep it and move here or sell it and go back to PA"

They reached the third floor and Karen led the way to the apartment. She put her key into the lock and opened the door. As she looked down the hall way to the right was a utility closet, next to that a bedroom with two twin beds in it, and next to that was another bedroom with a full size bed in it. Of course both bedrooms came with a dresser and night stands with lamps on them. Through the closet at the end of the hall was a closet that held a combination washer and dryer and on the left side of the hall was a spacious bathroom.

Karen turned left and to the right was a diningroom and to the left an efficientcy kitchen with a counter an stools so she had her coice of either place to eat. Her refrigerator was stocked with plenty of food, her closets too and counter work was all about. She pointed to the small bar next to the dining room and walked through the spacious living room to open the verander's door to let some air in.

"I am going to put on some clothing Patrick, make yourself at home, put my bag in the sink and I will take care of it later. She turned to a shut door on the left side of the kitchen opened the door and went in. She stripped off her bathing suit and left it on the queen size bed. She walked into the spacious master bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mass of curls, she shook her head and her hair fell into place. She came out of the bathroom and turned right and opened the walk in closet and took a short set out of it. She hurrily got dressed and grabbed a man's rob out of the closet.

When she walked out of the bedroom she saw Patrick with a drink in his hand.

"Would you like to wear my Father's robe, I think you both are about the same size"

As Patrick took the robe, Karen went to the refrigerator and took out a can of cola and pour it into a glass.

"Would you like to go out onto the veranda, the view is spectacular"
 
As the warm sunlight glittered down on the patio of the hotel room it seemed a perfect day to enjoy the view. Ocean waves lapped against golden sand as each white crest dragged more pebbles away. Faint palms continued to wave against the winds. The large scenic hotel held its tropical view. As she came out in her new attire Patrick found his eyes wandering her figure once more.

He leisurely pulled the robe around himself, as it clung to his wet form. The fabric outlined his toned form beneath it. His broad shoulders stretched it a bit, but not to much more so then it’s normal size. He loosely tied it and smiled to her and gestured with one muscular arm that he was ready to follow. Dark blue eyes continued to wave over her.

“A drink would be nice, and I would love to see the view.”

He wasn’t sure why he felt heat on his body each time he found his eyes roaming her. Perhaps it was her figure, or the way her curls accented her form. He wasn’t sure but there was something about her, something that made him want her. For now he tried to be at ease and just enjoy the company.
 
Heat seemed to flow between them as she lead the way to the sliding glass door. She opened it and stepped outside and stood poised at the railing of it. The waves crashed at the shore from different angles, the sound was was restful yet exciting as the whitfoam covered the beach just to be pulled back again into the mix that was the sea. She looked at the horizon and there wa the familar sight of the fishing boat that had been tettered there for almost a week now.

She looked to the right and watched the three fishermen cast out their lines, they stood several feet from each other talking in loud voices that of course was obscured by the sounds of the waves. She looked to the left and saw the three surfer out in the water looking for the wave that would take them for the ride they so craved. She didn't understand why they didn' move over to the group of waves that hit the shore in front of her verander. Half a dozen walker moved along the shore pacing themselves as they moved briskly down the beech in different directions. She looked up at the sky, a powdery blue with white fluffy clouds dotted across it. A kite suddenly to flight and she smiled and noticed the clamdigger was hard at work.

"Isn't the view beautiful, Patrick"
 
The waves and the wind

Waves curled against the sands as the fishermen battled against their latest catches. The bright colors of the kite fluttered against the winds vast current. Emerald palms bristled against the breeze below. Golden sands stretched for miles as each part of the beach went about its daily task. A few lone seagulls fluttered about in the distance against brightly colored tropical birds. The faint giggles and shouting of people on the beach drifted up into a faint murmur just beneath the sound of crashing waves.

As he walked outside with her the winds caused him to shiver slightly, his body was still slightly wet from his recent swim. His muscles rippled against the cool air. Broad shoulders glistened against the bright sunlight. As he walked next to her she could see his muscles move with each stride. He was very close as he watched it next to her, close enough that she could almost feel the heat from his body.

His voice echoed on the winds of the sea,

“It is a very beautiful sight. Do you come here often?”

As he tried to watch the water his blue gray eyes continued to drift back to watch her. He found them trailing her soft features and gentle complexion. His hands felt eager to hold her in his arms. His body could almost feel the heat coming off her. His mind was not on the beauty of the beach but of her. She was truly gorgeous and each moment he found himself falling more in love with her.
 
Karen turned to look into his beautiful eye, she leaned against the railing and she shook her head no.

"This was my Father's favorite place, he lived here with a girlfriend or two. He was a very virile man. I never felt comfortable with outsiders around my Father. It must have been that I missed my Mother, who knows. Once or twice a year he would insist I come, he knew the problem and when I was here, he spent all his time with me, the girlfriends were put on hold"

She laughed then looked down at her cola and ran her finger around the edge of it. When she looked into his eyes he saw her sadness. She quickly changed the subject.

"So what would you do Patrick, move here or sell and go back to PA. It is a hard decision to make. It is not like I am leaving anyone there is it. I imagine a job is a job wherever you live. She moved to sit on one of the chairs and watched him sit down also.

"Of course I could spend hours just looking at this view, but then I would become a beach bum, wouldn't I"

She looked at the crashing waves once more and back to him. She smiled at him as he took a sip of his drink.
 
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