Bahamas Vacation (6)

Bahamas Vacation (6)

(Background: I took a trip to get away from memories after my fiancee’s, Debby’s, death. We had planned to be here, Nassau, Bahamas, on our honeymoon. I met Cinnamon, an employee at the hotel, when I checked in. We have spent the last few days and nights together. It is Friday morning and I am leaving for another island Saturday afternoon.)

We woke up and took a shower together. We each explored the other’s body with our hands. Because Cinnamon was having her period she did not want me touching her between her legs. I thoroughly enjoyed soaping her breasts, shoulders, back, and rear end. She returned the favor paying special attention to my penis, balls, and ass cheeks. Using a good amount of soap she stroked my penis until I exploded on her stomach. We rinsed off, she turned off the shower, and we dried each other. We went down for a quick breakfast on the hotel restaurant.

“What are you going to do for a week in Freeport?” Cinnamon asked.

“My cousin, my dad’s niece, lives there with her children. She’s about 12 years older than I am. Her children are pretty much grown up,” I replied. “When I told my father we were going to have our honeymoon in the Bahamas, he suggested we visit her. Debby, my fiancee, thought it would be good to visit more than one island.”

I started to choke up when the memory of Debby came back. Cinnamon looked sympathetically at me.

“What made you decide to take a boat to Freeport instead of flying?” she asked.

I gathered myself and said, “That was Debby’s idea. She knew it wouldn’t be a cruise ship, but liked the idea of traveling by water.”

Again I started choking up. Cinnamon took my hand.

“It still hurts, doesn’t it,” she said quietly.

We sat silently for several minutes.

“I have to get to work. What are you going to do today?” she asked.

“I am going to spend some time in the water and on the beach. Maybe do some walking on the beach. How far does the beach go?” I asked.

“Most of the length of the island on the north side and a good part of the east side. Watch for sharks on the east side, but most are harmless. There also is a strong current between tides on the east side. Not a good idea to go swimming there,” she responded.

“Thank you!” I said and gave her a long kiss, before she went off to work.

I went back to my room to put on my swimwear. I went back down to the lobby. Cinnamon and Holly were at the front desk both waved and I waved back, before walking out the door toward the beach. I decided to check out the beach on the east side. I walked along the beach heading east. I watched a small airplane land on a short landing strip. I reached the east side. I found a dry coconut on the sand. I threw it out into the channel between Paradise Island and another island. Cinnamon was right the current was swift. Soon the coconut had moved out of sight. I walked until the beach stopped at an outcropping of rock. I watched a number of soldier crabs “marching” up toward the vegetation. I picked up one of the larger ones. It retreated into it’s shell. Only it’s large claw was exposed. I put my thumbnail near it and it immediately clamped on. I placed it on the ground and it released and moved away. I walked back to the north side past the hotel and on down the beach. There were several people in the water and tanning on the sand. Several were good looking women. The kind you would be happy to remember. There were others that you would be happy to forget. I continued down the beach until I heard some noise coming from behind an outcrop of rocks. As I listened it became apparent there were 2 people “enjoying” each other. I continued on. I went around some rock protruding into the water. On the other side were a number of people sunbathing au naturale. Yes, I observed some more closely than others. I walked on to where the beach ended. There was no one around. I spent some time in the water. Then I laid down in the sand until I was dry. I had my eyes closed until I heard someone approaching.

“Hello,” said a female voice with an English accent.

“Hello,” I said looking up at the beautiful woman standing above me.

She was a striking brunette wearing a bikini that left little to the imagination.

“Are you here alone?” she asked.

“Yes, there is no one else around,” I responded.

“No I meant are you here in the Bahamas alone?” she asked.

I thought quickly. I had seen a notice in the hotel about situations like this where a person on vacation was robbed.

“No, my girlfriend is back at the hotel,” I replied. “She got too much sun the other day.” Ok it was a white lie.

“Oh, I was going to ask if you wanted company,” she said. “Have a good vacation.”

She turned and walked back down the beach, stopping to talk to the first guy that seemed to be alone. I stayed for a while longer, then walked back along the water line where the sand was much cooler. I passed by the section of beach with the nude sun bathers. I saw the woman who had approached me talking to another man. I went around the outcropping of rock. Soon I was back to the hotel. I showered off at the outdoor shower and then spent an some time in the outdoor hot tub. I had closed my eyes and was enjoying the water moving around by body. After some time I heard a woman’s voice.

“May I join you?” she said and giggled.

I opened my eyes and Cinnamon was standing there fully clothed.

“I’m on my afternoon break,” Cinnamon said.