2. LaidBackJim – Brandybee I was in the Achat Bar & Grill when I saw a good looking guy walk in that I recognised. It was someone I knew very well,
LaidBackJim.
He bought a couple of drinks and sauntered over to me.
His blue eyes twinkled as he greeted me in his deep sexy Aussie accent and gave me one of the drinks. I smiled back, kissed him on the cheek and thanked him. He knew exactly what I would have ordered.
He sat down at my table and we chatted and teased each other. He was my date for the evening and I had the choice of a sexy macho dance or a sensual and intimate foot massage.
His blue eyes waited questioningly as I pondered the choice. I imagined him in my mind’s eye - seeing his muscular sexy body prancing around for me in a green mankini or a strong, naked, sexy alpha male at my feet. Mmmm – that’s a very nice dilemma for a woman.
I let him sweat a bit as we drank our wine and spoke about our busy days.
He told me he had bought a yacht which had quite an interesting name. My face broke out in a smile when he told me but then again, he explained – He told me she was elegant and sleek and had a powerful thrust.
“I ride her as much as I can,” he told me. “The only trouble is I flood her.”
“You must enjoy her very much,” I commented thoughtfully.
“I love to open her up,” He grinned, “Want to see?”
It’s not every day, I get invited to a yacht so I readily agreed buying another bottle of red wine from the bar on the way out the door.
A short time later, he was showing me around the luxurious vessel as we drank wine.
“Very impressive,” I told him.
“Yes, she is.” He was in full charm and I was wallowing in it.
I told him, I had decided on a foot massage and before I knew it, I was whisked to the sofa, with luxurious oils, pumices, and special little foot massage tools that included little balls and ones that looked like dumb bells and multi-legged aliens with bulbous feet.
Jim meticulously massaged my feet with sandalwood essential oils. His strong, manly fingers worked their magic from my heel to my toes then back again and up to my knees. I sighed in deep contentment.
My sense of smell was pleasantly assailed with the sandalwood essential oils;
my sense of touch was rewarded by the relaxing and soothing massage on my feet and legs;
my sense of sight was indulged by the handsome man kneeling before me;
my sense of hearing was spoiled by the gentle twang of his sexy Aussie voice mixed with the sea lapping the hull and
my sense of taste was cossetted by the promise of a kiss.
All in all, LaidbackJim made my time on “
The Brandy” very memorable.
Before we knew it, time was getting real late and time for bed … again.
Sighs wickedly.... Just so everyone knows, he is a terrible date and one to avoid at all costs.
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