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Archive name: dreamday.txt (MF, fant)
Authors name: Pat L. Durante
Story title : Day Dreaming on the Beach

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     It was a beautiful sunny day in Gloryville.  I the
hot summer sun was shining on the vast ocean which lay
before me.  I remember thinking that nothing could be
more beautiful than the Gloryville town beach that day,
but I was wrong...

     About midday, I saw her.  I saw her walking along
the beach with a light summer shawl around her waist.
She was far away, but I could see the sun shining on her
golden hair as if she had a halo.  As she walked down
the beach towards me, she stopped for a moment to talk
briefly with each person she passed.  After what seemed
like an eternity she reached the spot where I was tan-
ning.  I tried to pretend not to notice her arrival, but
it didn't work.

     "Beautiful day," she said.  "I sometimes wish every
day was like this."

     The sound of her voice reminded me of a small bird
I heard singing earlier in the day.  The sun was still
shining brilliantly behind her.  I could barely make out
her features through the glare.

     "Well, man does not live on bread alone," I said
foolishly.

     Suddenly, she seemed very interested in what I had
to say.  I propped myself up onto my elbow and for the
first time I saw her face. She was strikingly beautiful.
She was the kind of girl that you had to look at twice
to make sure you weren't seeing things.  When she turned
away for a moment, I pinched myself to make sure I
wasn't dreaming.  My eyes wondered down from her face to
her small, but perfect breasts.  It was as if they were
speaking to me. "Hello.  We are her breasts." I thought.
Before I could finish my lustful gaze, she spoke again.

      "I've run out of lotion, Do you have any that I
could borrow?" She asked politely.

      I fumbled though my things and came up with a half
used bottle of sunblock.  I held it out to her, but she
simply turned around.

      "Would you mind rubbing some on my back?  I feel a
burn coming on," she said calmly.

      Actually, I did mind.  I was suddenly very defen-
sive.  I was hoping to spend a nice quiet day alone.  I
said nothing.  I began to massage the sunblock on her
smooth tan back.  The smell of the sand and the surf had
combined with her perfume.  I was becoming more and more
aroused by her.

      I began to think about the argument I'd had with
my wife hours before.  I just needed to get out of the
house for a while.  I came to the beach hoping to
straighten things out in my head.  I wasn't really sure
what I felt about her.  I began to wonder whether or not
I had ever loved my wife.  She changed somehow after our
marriage, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was
that was different.  All I knew was that I had to get
away for a while.

      I gently rubbed the sunblock on the sides of her
back. As my hand rose up and down, I brushed against the
side of her breasts.  She shivered ever so slightly as I
rubbed the cold sunblock on her bare skin.  After I had
covered her back with lotion, she asked if she could
share my beach blanket. For a long time, we both laid in
the blistering sun.  Finally, she got up and said, "lets
go swimming!"

      I looked at her lustfully and said, "no, I'd
rather stay here."

      She mistook my lustful gaze as sadness and wrapped
her arm around me.  "Do you want to talk about it?"  she
asked compassionately.

      "No!"  I yelled.  "Lets go swimming."

      We spent the next few minutes in the cold shallow
water of the ocean.  We had a fantastic time together.
We splashed, laughed, and playfully teased each other.
After we had worn each other out, we headed for the
sand.  As we walked back to our spot, I noticed her
beautiful limbs.  She had quite long legs.  They were
muscular, but just enough to make them firm and sexy.
She looked absolutely wonderful. A work of art.

      Suddenly, the weather began to change.  The sun
hid its face behind a cloud that resembled a python.  I
began to think about my wife again.  We had some really
good times together.  As the sun lowered itself behind
the water it began to get a bit cold.

      "Do you like to dance?"  she asked excitedly.

      I hadn't danced a step in fifteen years.  "Love
it." I said.

      "Great.  I know this excellent little club in
town.  Would you like to go?" She asked.  She waited for
a response, but it seemed she already knew my answer.

      I met her at the entrance to the club.  She had
changed into a sexy red dress.  It flattered her petite
figure.  Tight around the waist, and stretched to ac-
centuate her chest.  I was really feeling guilty.  I had
hoped she hadn't seen me so I could just leave and for-
get about the whole day.

      "John! John!" She shouted.  She saw me.

      The club was very extravagant.  Drinks were $7.00
a whack!  She insisted that she pay for everything.  We
danced to every song.  She was tireless.  Every once in
a while I began to enjoy myself in spite of my guilt.
The last song was for couples only.  She pulled me to
the middle of the dance floor and we danced cheek to
cheek as though we were lovers.  I think she wanted me
to kiss her, but she couldn't wait for me any longer.
She kissed me passionately on the lips as though we were
the only two people in the room.  It was a long slow
sensuous kiss.  The kind of kiss that I had only dreamed
about in the past.  My thoughts turned to my wife once
again.  What would she think of me if she saw this? How
could I face her in the morning?  We kissed again and
again until the very last note of the song echoed into
the darkness.

      "Let's go to my place," she whispered.

      I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.  I fol-
lowed her to the parking lot where a limousine awaited
us.  We got into the limo and the driver peeled away
from the club into the darkness of the night.  Her hands
were all over me as we kissed passionately time and time
again.  It was so wonderful.  She placed my hand on her
right breast and as if instinctually I began to caress
it gently.  I thought of the first time I kissed my
wife.  She was so young and we were so innocent.

      The long black limousine pulled up to a large
mansion.  The place was dark save a small light above
the main entrance.  As she walked in front of the house
and into the dim light, she looked very plain, her hair
was no longer shining.  Her dress was so tight that she
had trouble just walking to the door.

      "Well.  Are you coming?" She demanded.

      By now I was completely overtaken by my guilt.  I
felt a sharp pain arise in my gut.  I could not think
straight.  All I knew was that I wanted her.  I followed
her into the house where she disappeared into the maze
of rooms.

      "Would you like a drink?"  She called.

      "No.  Listen I'd better go.  I don't feel right
about this," I shouted after her.

      She returned to my view wearing a skimpy black
lace teddy inlayed with dragon patterns which barely
covered her privates.  "Dragons!"  I thought.  The ache
in my gut grew stronger.  I had to stop this madness at
once.

      "No.  No.  I can't.  I'm... I'm...married!!!!"  I
said hopelessly.

      "Married!"  She laughed.  "Come on now do I look
that naive?"

      We walked hand in hand to the bedroom.  Along the
way I noticed old weapons hanging at various locations
along the long candlelit hallway.  Frightening thoughts
of torture came to mind.  I was afraid.  My life would
never be right again after this day.

      We laid on the bed and kissed each other passion-
ately once again.  This time our tongues lashed out at
each other like wild animals just let out of their cage.
My mouth found it's way down to her small breasts, I
heard her sigh with pleasure as my teeth tugged at her
nipples.  A moment before our two bodies became one, I
let out a scream at the top of my lungs "MARIE!!!!"
That is my wife's name.

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      I opened my eyes and the bright red sun blinded
me. It took a few moments before I could see again. 
Eventually, I realized that I was still on the beach.
I had fallen asleep on the beach!  It was all just a
dream.  I felt the guilt in my gut once more.  I felt
I should be punished in some way for even having such
thoughts.  

      Before I could catch my breath again, I saw the
most beautiful blonde coming in my direction.

     "Beautiful day,"  she said.  "I sometimes wish
everyday was like this."

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