~5~
BPOV
As he'd left, pulling his reluctant dog with him, I'd continued to sit there dumbly.
Watching the defined lines of his back ripple and tease as he struggled with his dog until he disappeared over the dunes.
Eventually I realized I was chilled.
I didn't think it was just because of the morning air on my wet blouse.
I'd felt a long forgotten warmth in his presence and when he'd left, he'd taken it with him.
With a heavy sigh and a shake of my head, I pulled myself from the chaise and moved inside to shower and get ready for an exciting day of nothing.
Taking my time, slowly washing myself as I tried to absorb the heat of the water, I found one part of me still hot and needy.
I let my fingers circle and stroke, flick and tug, until I exploded...the comforting warmth briefly enveloping me again as I shuddered and rode the waves of my orgasm.
How long had it been?
Stepping out, I grabbed a towel and as I dried off, the cold seeped back in.