Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (89) Afternoon Delight

 

It was in the late 1980’s when Neil Tipper, a Uniform Police Constable in Finchbottom, was on holiday with a group of fellow officers.

They were staying in an apartment on the Island of Andros in the Cyclades chain.

It was a quiet island due to the fact it was a two hour ferry ride from the mainland but Neil thought it was worth it.

The lads had been there for two days when quite by chance they met up with some familiar faces.

A group of girls from the Vale and among them was Debbie Parsley a girl he had known at school in fact she was his first crush.

There had always been something smouldering between them, although they had never been out together, they had come close once or twice but it never quite happened for them.

But there they both were on the same island at the same time and with no attachments and it was apparent straight from the start that there was still a spark.

An ember which glowed beneath the Greek skies and burst alight with a kiss on the sands of Agia Marina beach one bright warm day which led inevitably to burning passion in his apartment where the made love for the first time.

 

Neil stood in the bathroom doorway and watched her stir as the afternoon sunlight painted patterns on her naked contours as it shone through the billowing curtains.
Her hair, still damp from their passionate exertions, clung to her face and neck and beads of sweat sparkled on her luscious skin.
She lay on her side, knees drawn up to her belly, showing off the wonderful sweep from her narrow waist to a curvaceous hip and then onto the perfect roundness of her sumptuous buttocks.
Debbie rolled on to her back as she stirred again and the magnificence of her was there before him with patterns of light and dark dancing over her gorgeous form.
Her nipples aroused as the soft breeze wafted over her and Debbie’s eyes opened and she smiled broadly when she saw Neil watching her.
She sat up and brushed the hair from her face then moved onto her knees and stretched, leaning back until her hands touched the bed behind her, supporting herself on clenched fists and throwing her head right back putting on a display until her black hair tumbled down her back.
His eyes slowly scanned the beauty of her form the cascading black hair, down the cords and sinews of her neck to the fine structure of her shoulders.
He then scanned slowly down, consuming every inch of her naked torso, her firm breasts, the softness of her flat belly and her curved hips and round buttocks before reaching her long taught thighs.

Neil left the doorway and picked his way through the discarded clothing on the floor to reach the bed where she now sat on her haunches looking at him with a radiant smile illuminating her face with eyes that said “again please”