Peter Nesbitt sat on the sun-drenched terrace looking at the girl in the yellow dress, with her brunette hair cascading onto the sun kissed skin of her shoulders.
The
girl wearing the pretty yellow dress was Sarah, who he found deliciously
attractive, especially in that dress, but then that may have been because he
knew that she was wearing matching yellow underwear beneath it, and the reason
Peter knew what underwear was beneath the dress was because he had watched her
getting dressed that morning, twice, because after the first time he undressed
her again and they made love.
And as he looked at her in the sunshine, he
looked forward to slipping them off her again, very soon.
Yet only a year previously the brown-haired
beauty had been to all intents and purposes a dowdy frump and her name was
Sarah, Hallam, as was, but that was before she married Peter.
They had met in the fog on a Cumbrian hill
side in the Lake District when they were both on a walking break.
On the day they first met, Sarah was
dressed in stout old-fashioned brogues, long argyle socks, grey tweed skirt and
a shapeless sweater of indeterminate colour, one word would have summed it up,
drab, and her hair was tied in a bun beneath a tweed cap that matched the skirt
and she appeared to be dressed for the 1930s and looked about forty.
It
was only as they shared her provisions in the fog that he saw and fell in love
with the girl beneath the drab façade.
He
discovered that beneath the frumpy exterior his soul mate was hidden and in the
year since that day on the hill they had been the happiest either of them had
ever been.
On
that warm summer’s day, they were back in the Lake District once again only
further south this time as they had rented a house on Windermere.
Apart
from Peter and Sarah, in the party were Peter’s brother Johnnie and his wife
Patti, and Patti’s sister Rose and her partner Christian.
He was
smiling as he watched his gorgeous wife her and when she looked up she smiled
at him and blushed and the reason she blushed was because she knew what he was
thinking.
Peter
was thinking about how he had undressed her and ravished her that morning, and now
so was she.
Sarah
also knew that he was going to do it again as soon as the opportunity presented
itself, and she couldn’t wait for that moment either and her whole body tingled
just thinking about it.
It
was a year to the day since they had first met and the thought of making love
with him still made her quiver with anticipation.
“Let’s
go out on the boat” Johnnie suddenly suggested, though Patti wasn’t at all impressed
by the idea and threw him a glare, she had just got herself settled on a
lounger after clearing away after lunch, however despite her disapproval the
general consensus was in favour.
So, having
almost everyone agreeing with Johnnie’s suggestion Sarah was excitedly gathering
everything together off the terrace as the group slowly made their way to the
jetty, she loved going out on the boat, and it was her idea to rent it along
with the house.
As
she finished Peter stopped her in her tracks and took hold of her hand
“Haven’t
you forgotten something?” he said, so she had a quick look around the terrace
“I
don’t think so” she replied
“I do”
Peter insisted
“What?”
Sarah asked a little confused
“Well,
you know how breezy it gets out on the water?” he asked cryptically
“Yes”
she replied still confused, and then a look of comprehension spread across her
face.
“I’ll
get a cardie” she said, and Peter laughed
“I
wasn’t thinking of that”
“What
then?” she giggled
“Well,
you’re out on the windy water wearing your pretty yellow dress” he said
“Yes”
she replied proudly
“And
underneath it?” he added
“Oh”
she exclaimed finally comprehending
“Everyone
will see my knickers”
She
chuckled and gave him the armful of bits she had gathered and rushed off to
change.
Peter
followed her into the house a few moments later and dropped the pile of items
she had given him on the first surface he passed and went upstairs.
When
he opened the bedroom door Peter found Sarah sitting on the end of the bed in
her yellow underwear pulling a pair of shorts over her ankles.
He
sat on the bed next to her and as she leant forward, he unhooked her bra.
“We
haven’t got time for that” she said with a giggle
“I
would hope we will always have time for that” he said running his hand across
her naked back and Sarah sat up and kicked off her shorts.
Holding
hands, Peter and Sarah ran headlong down the lawn towards the jetty.
Sarah
was now wearing pale blue shorts and a matching top which also matched
everything else.
“Where
have you two been?” Patti shouted crossly as they ran onto the jetty.
“Sarah
needed to change, and I was attending to security” Peter said as he helped
Sarah on board the Cabin Cruiser and then squeezed her buttock as she passed
him, and she turned around and kissed him before heading to the bow to join the
other girls who were already sitting on towels sunning themselves.
“All
that time for a couple of windows and a door?” Rose asked tongue in cheek
“Peter’s
very thorough” Sarah replied and blushed
“I bet he is” Rose added
Peter
meanwhile had joined the menfolk in the cockpit
“I admire your diligence” Christian said as he
reversed the 26ft cruiser away from the jetty “security is so important”
“I know what you were attending to Pete” Johnnie
said “and it wasn’t security, you dirty pair”
And their laughter echoed across the water.
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