Under My Umbrella
Shifting the umbrella sideways created a lusty fort of fun. The sun shone brightly, and the gulls pierced the air with shrill cries. When the cool wind threatened to chase us away, he turned the beach umbrella sideways to block the breeze. Once in place, it provided more than just shelter from the chilly air. He had, in essence, created our own private oasis. He looked at me with lust in his eyes. One finger, then a second, invaded my swimsuit bottom, moving in sync with my rockin...
