You were ready to lay out and tan, and nothing sounded better than lounging out on the beach. The hotel provided chairs, towels and umbrellas for a small fee. You both grabbed up a couple of each and headed out to spend the day lazily. Leon wasn’t trying to get you worked up, and the idea of sex wasn’t exactly on your mind when you got out there. But at some point between feeling the heat and watching Leon get up to throw a ball back to a group of volleyball players, you felt yourself get just the slightest bit wet. The muscles in Leon’s back were prominent and obvious when he was out in the sun like that, and when he walked back to you you couldn’t help but want him. Outside wasn’t the best place for that, however, and you’re too comfortable to get up and go inside. “Hey,” you said as he sat back down again. You had one knee up, swaying it back and forth restlessly. Pretty soon this umbrella won’t shade us anymore. If you could rub some suntan lotion on me, that’d be great.” You smile, eyebrow arching up mischievously. “Turn over, then,” he tells you, motioning with his finger. He grabs a bottle of lotion out of your beach bag you’d packed it just in case, although this wasn’t how you had intended on using it. You comply, turning over to lay on your stomach as Leon gets up. He straddles your waist and undoes the back strap of your bikini top, then squirts some of the lotion into his hands.
It’s cold, but he figures that would be welcomed on such a hot day.