"I don't want to use again, you know." It came out of nowhere. I was a little surprised that she was thinking about it.

"What?" It was a place holder. I didn't have time to think, but I felt she wanted me to respond.

"I know I said it wrong. It just came out that way." She lifted her head up and looked at me. "I can remember forgetting, and it was nice. I don't want to do it again though." She was still tempted, and it brought fear that I felt in my stomach.

"Then move in here." It was the only thing I could think of. I had to keep her away from her old life. "I won't let you use again."

"You'd live with a junky?" She looked back to the ocean. I could almost feel her shame.

"You and all your sins are welcome. You'll just have to pile them on top of mine." I guess it was the right thing to say. She got up and cuddled into my lounger. She folded her hand around my neck and pulled me to her lips. They were soft and warm and tasted of dry pancakes. I prayed mine tasted like syrup. I hadn't showered or slept in over a day. She didn't seem concerned, so I let it drop from my mind and just enjoyed the sweetest lips in the world. It was much better than the waves. I knew at that exact moment that I loved her. The world would tell me it was too soon, insane, or just lust. For once in my life, I truly didn't care what the world thought.

"I assume that was a yes," I said, smiling like a five-year-old at Christmas.

"This is insane! We hardly even know each other." She was holding both sides of my head and looking into my eyes. "This could go so wrong."

"Letting you leave could only be worse." I pushed her hair back behind her ear. Even though they were still a bit bloodshot, I found her eyes very pretty. "Stay with me." I asked again.

"Yes." She kissed me again, then laid her head on my shoulder. "I really love it out here." We listened to the waves for a few minutes. But two unshowered people on the same lounger in the summer heat was a bit much. Mia stood up with a smile, grabbed my hand, and said, "Come swimming with me." Her energy was returning with her color. I let her pull me out of the chair, and we headed back to the pool.

"I don't think I have a suit for you." I said stupidly. She smirked at my ignorance.

"Then you can't wear one either." I had slowed down a bit. For some reason, I felt my naked body might be a disappointment to her. The sun was still bright in the sky. My fantasies with her had always involved darkness and sheets on a bed. She sensed my hesitation and turned to face me. She grabbed my other hand and gently pulled me while walking backwards herself. She was wearing a mischievous smile. When we reached the pool patio she let go of my hands and slowly dropped the robe to the stones below. I had seen her naked while crying, sweating, and freezing. I had seen her naked in pain I wouldn't wish even on an enemy. I had never seen her naked with eyes that matched her heavenly smile.

"You're stunning." I realized I wasn't looking at her face. I was entranced by her womanly curves and two of the most perfect breasts. Maturity had relaxed them ever so slightly which made them all the more inviting. I could have spent a lifetime exploring them.

"Compliments won't get you out of it." She had moved her hands to her hips and she widened her smile. All I really saw was breasts when I began unbuttoning my shirt. Mia knew where my eyes were. She giggled and made her breasts bounce. I ripped the last button off my shirt, and it went bouncing into the grass. I dropped my shirt onto the patio and began undoing my pants. The stupid zipper got stuck for a moment, which forced me to move my eyes. I didn't realize how aroused I had become until I looked down. Embarrassed, I lowered my pants slowly trying to think about mergers and stock reports. It didn't work—all I could think of were those breasts. My boxers were terribly tented, and I tried to cover myself.

Mia moved in close and pushed her breasts into my chest as she leaned into me for a passionate kiss. Her right hand traveled down my side and into the elastic of my boxers. She gently wrapped her hand around my hard-on, and I barely held back a groan. "I'm glad I turn you on." She whispered in my ear.

"God, I want to swim with you." I gasped as she gave me a little squeeze. Mia broke out in laughter. It washed over me as I realized what I said and began to join in. I hadn't realized that she was turning me around, steering me by my cock. She pushed. The last thing I saw when I entered the pool was two gorgeous breasts bouncing from the effort. I tried not to laugh underwater as I removed my now soaking shorts. It was difficult with a raging hard-on. I swam to the surface to find her still laughing at the side of the pool. God, she was beautiful. I threw my now-wadded shorts at her and got her right in the leg. She gave me a faux angry look and dove in after me.

I didn't swim away. I let her catch me. I just pulled her lips to mine and kissed her in the sun. I felt young again. The world couldn't be more perfect. We swam and played. I splashed her and let her win the ensuing water war. We cuddled, drifted, and talked of unimportant things. We just simply enjoyed each other. We ended up on the shallow end stairs. I was caressing her thigh when I let my hand slowly drift between her legs. Her hand met mine there, and she lifted it to her lips and kissed it.

"Dale, my body is still kind of messed up. It's going to take a few more days before I'm ready for anything more." Mia sounded like she thought she was disappointing me. I thought I was being rude.

"I'm sorry." I said stroking the side of her face. "I didn't mean to move so fast." I vowed I would let her set the speed from here on. She floated on top of me practically nose to nose. I felt her hand close around my manhood.

"I'm not sorry you tried." She whispered. She began slowly stroking my member, her eyes inches from mine. "I do want to have you inside me." The intensity of her eyes and her words generated electricity in my groin. She smiled when she felt my hips react to her manipulations. She became more deliberate in her strokes. "You won't be able to keep me off you." Her hand was speeding up, and my hips began to jerk uncontrollably. I moaned into her mouth, my eyes never leaving hers. I tenderly grabbed her hips to keep myself in place. She had me and she knew it. "We'll make love over and over again, my darling." Weirdly, it was the "my darling" that sent me over the edge. A simple term of endearment.

"Oh, God," I moaned as her mouth closed over mine. My hips jerked and I spewed into the water. Her tongue began to fight with mine as I came again. Her breasts dragged across my chest and caused my climax to lengthen. My legs were no longer responding to my direction and forced my hips forward as the last of my orgasm faded into the water. She was still tenderly caressing my cock as our lips became unlocked.

I couldn't believe how wonderful a real sexual experience was. I have paid to make my dick happy in the past, but it never really lived up to the hype. When the woman was participating without any cash incentive, just wanting to make me feel good, it was on a different level all by itself.

"I really love swimming with you." I said dreamily into her eyes. I loved to hear her laughter. After seeing her in so much pain, it was heaven-sent. I held her as my body recovered and her laughter subsided. I almost told her I loved her right there. I was afraid it would scare her and send her running. No, I could wait. I just gave her a kiss instead. "I need a shower."

"And a shave," she said stroking my shadow. I stood on the steps and offered her my hand. I rose, naked, with a beautiful woman on my arm. Three days ago, I was a confirmed bachelor satisfied with my ignorance. I only really trusted one other person, and it took Monica years to earn that trust. I have entrusted Mia with my heart in two days. It was risky, and I don't hurt well. I would just have to never give her a reason to crush it.

Without asking, I steered Mia to the bathroom and started the shower. She didn't hesitate or question my intentions. It was surreal compared to my past experiences with people. She followed me into the steam with a smile matching mine. I wanted to know all of her. I wanted her to know that I wanted to know all of her.

I soaked Mia's hair and massaged in some shampoo. Her hair seemed so silky as I pulled the shampoo down to the long ends that fell to the small of her back. She loved when I spent time at the base of her neck and behind the ears. It was all very sensual until I got shampoo in her eye. It broke the spell and she laughed, looking at me with one eye squeezed shut. I wiped what I could and steered her to the shower spray. She leaned back into the stream to wash out the shampoo. This move pushed her chest out. It was too beautiful to ignore. I grabbed the bar of soap and began to slowly soap up her breasts. It brought a giggle since she was still preoccupied trying to clear her eye.

I was mesmerized. I had never had a pair of breasts to play with. They were soft but firm. I ran my fingers across the nipples, and they grew. I felt proud making them stand up like that. I liked lifting them and watching them fall back to natural. They were so smooth. "Are they really that dirty?" I looked past Mia's smile and into her eyes.

"Filthy, absolutely filthy!" I tried to look serious to make up for my moment of obsession. It was hard to hold back a smile. Playing with her boobies was way too much fun. She leaned into me and gave me a little peck but never removed my roving hands. I continued with the rest of her body more clinically. I spent only seconds between her legs trying to not make any sexual overtures. I spent extra time collecting mini moans as I rubbed her back and shoulders with sudsy hands. This was without a doubt the best shower I had ever had.