I think Sara and I finally left the house on day four. Not that we didn't
want to stay inside, we had just run out of a few things. Coffee for
starters. Neither of us does well without coffee in the morning. Also,
unless we wanted to be expanding our family in nine months, we needed to
stop at a drug store. I took a very cold shower this morning.
We decided that since we had to leave the house anyway that we might as well drop by the surf shop we had gone to the last time we were here and see about renting boards for the duration of our stay. As we walked in, Mike recognized us and waved. He was still sporting a Greg hairstyle, only he'd added a little extra color.
"Nick. Sara. Nice to see you guys again. So what brings you back to Malibu?" Mike queried.
Sara and I looked at each other with conspiratorial grins.
Mike looked worried. "Don't tell me it's business related."
I laughed. "No, Mike. Actually, Sara and I are on our honeymoon. We got married a few days ago."
He chuckled. "I had a feeling that there was more going on between you then you said the last time you were here."
Sara chuckled. "Hey, we want to see if we can rent a couple of boards for the rest of the time were here. We're staying at a beach house, so we were thinking it would be easier to just surf from the beach there."
Mike nodded. "Yeah, I can set you up." Mike picked us out a couple of boards and once we put a deposit down on them, helped us load them on top of the rental car. I really miss the Tahoe for stuff like this.
On the way back to the house, we stopped at the store to buy coffee and other things, as well as food. I think I embarrassed Sara in the check out line. The cashier's eyebrows shot up a little bit as she rung up quite a large number of packages of those other things.
I chuckled and quipped. "We're on our honeymoon." I think that Sara wanted to crawl under the counter. I'm sure she'll get me later. In fact, I'm looking forward to all the ways she's going to get me back for that. I think we might need a few more of those packages.
We got back to the beach house and unloaded the car. We put the boards out on the back deck and decided that maybe we'd actually go surfing. Neither of us had our swimsuits on so we went to go change. We didn't get much further than the bathroom. You know, it is amazing the surfaces that feel good against bare skin. Although, I'd have to say my favorite surface is Sara.
We finally did go surfing several hours later. We spent a couple of hours riding the waves and then decided that we needed to eat. Real food this time. Most of the food we bought didn't require a whole lot of preparation beyond popping it in the oven or cutting up a tomato or two. I think we're both being realistic about what we'd rather spend our time doing. This is our honeymoon after all.
I still can't believe that I got to marry Sara. She is the most amazing woman I know. I don't want this time to end. I wish we could just stay in Malibu. It's funny, Sara mentioned to me that she could give up being a CSI to be my love slave and surfing partner. I think I'd be getting the better end of the deal. I can't get enough of Sara. I love her so much.
After we finished eating, I asked her what she wanted to do. She just waggled her eyebrows at me and pulled herself up on the counter. I walked over to her and let her wrap her arms around my neck and pull me in for a deep sensuous kiss. I had wondered why she had changed into a skirt when we had gotten back from surfing earlier. I had my answer as I slid my hands up her thighs under the skirt. I smiled into the kiss. Sara made quick work out of my zipper and wrapped her legs around me. Let's just say, if I can convince her to wear a skirt to work now and then, I think I know a way we can sneak off into a dark corner of the lab and have our way with each other without being too obvious.
I think we're going to go take a nap now. We're both a little tired. I want to get up before the sun sets though. I'd really like to take a walk on the beach and watch it set with Sara.
We decided that since we had to leave the house anyway that we might as well drop by the surf shop we had gone to the last time we were here and see about renting boards for the duration of our stay. As we walked in, Mike recognized us and waved. He was still sporting a Greg hairstyle, only he'd added a little extra color.
"Nick. Sara. Nice to see you guys again. So what brings you back to Malibu?" Mike queried.
Sara and I looked at each other with conspiratorial grins.
Mike looked worried. "Don't tell me it's business related."
I laughed. "No, Mike. Actually, Sara and I are on our honeymoon. We got married a few days ago."
He chuckled. "I had a feeling that there was more going on between you then you said the last time you were here."
Sara chuckled. "Hey, we want to see if we can rent a couple of boards for the rest of the time were here. We're staying at a beach house, so we were thinking it would be easier to just surf from the beach there."
Mike nodded. "Yeah, I can set you up." Mike picked us out a couple of boards and once we put a deposit down on them, helped us load them on top of the rental car. I really miss the Tahoe for stuff like this.
On the way back to the house, we stopped at the store to buy coffee and other things, as well as food. I think I embarrassed Sara in the check out line. The cashier's eyebrows shot up a little bit as she rung up quite a large number of packages of those other things.
I chuckled and quipped. "We're on our honeymoon." I think that Sara wanted to crawl under the counter. I'm sure she'll get me later. In fact, I'm looking forward to all the ways she's going to get me back for that. I think we might need a few more of those packages.
We got back to the beach house and unloaded the car. We put the boards out on the back deck and decided that maybe we'd actually go surfing. Neither of us had our swimsuits on so we went to go change. We didn't get much further than the bathroom. You know, it is amazing the surfaces that feel good against bare skin. Although, I'd have to say my favorite surface is Sara.
We finally did go surfing several hours later. We spent a couple of hours riding the waves and then decided that we needed to eat. Real food this time. Most of the food we bought didn't require a whole lot of preparation beyond popping it in the oven or cutting up a tomato or two. I think we're both being realistic about what we'd rather spend our time doing. This is our honeymoon after all.
I still can't believe that I got to marry Sara. She is the most amazing woman I know. I don't want this time to end. I wish we could just stay in Malibu. It's funny, Sara mentioned to me that she could give up being a CSI to be my love slave and surfing partner. I think I'd be getting the better end of the deal. I can't get enough of Sara. I love her so much.
After we finished eating, I asked her what she wanted to do. She just waggled her eyebrows at me and pulled herself up on the counter. I walked over to her and let her wrap her arms around my neck and pull me in for a deep sensuous kiss. I had wondered why she had changed into a skirt when we had gotten back from surfing earlier. I had my answer as I slid my hands up her thighs under the skirt. I smiled into the kiss. Sara made quick work out of my zipper and wrapped her legs around me. Let's just say, if I can convince her to wear a skirt to work now and then, I think I know a way we can sneak off into a dark corner of the lab and have our way with each other without being too obvious.
I think we're going to go take a nap now. We're both a little tired. I want to get up before the sun sets though. I'd really like to take a walk on the beach and watch it set with Sara.
