The salty breeze moved through the open window above the bathtub.

Steam rose from the top of the water, and I didn't know what was more relaxing.

Laying in the bath or listening to the sounds of the

ocean waves crashing outside of our little bungalow. Is that tub big enough for two?

I turned my head to the doorway of the bathroom to see Charlotte standing there, still in her black bikini, her strawberry blonde

hair tangled and thick from the salty air. I slid up the tub in motion to the water.

If the other person is my very hot, very gorgeous girlfriend, then yes.

Charlotte smiled at me and slowly pulled off her bikini. My breath caught in my throat

at the side of her bare breasts, large and round. I watched her nipples tighten, and then my gaze moved south as she slowly

dragged her bikini bottoms down over her thick thighs. Do we have to leave tomorrow?

I said with a forceful sigh,

It's so perfect here.

Charlotte chuckled and walked to the tub,

reaching in to feel the water temperature.

She knew I always liked my baths scalding hot.

Slowly she lowered herself into the opposite side of the large white tub.

Her legs pushed against mine.

Her hair floated on the surface of the water as she leaned her head back.

I can't believe you've got to leave for a month. I said quietly, the rest of the summer isn't going to be the same without you, babe. Sh, said Charlotte, not tonight. Let's just enjoy

Sydney. She began to massage my feet underneath the water, her thumbs pushing deep into my

souls. I moaned contentedly. It felt perfect after a long day of walking around the coast.

Come here, I finally said, motioning for Charlotte, you're too far away. Her hair draped around her face

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