I dangle my feet into the cool water, squishing my toes into the pebble-filled sand. I can feel the blazing sun tanning my naked back into a delicious golden brown. I don’t tan well so I have to go out for regular “sun treatments”. I also find something about a park waterfront to be extremely intimate… almost as if it’s just waiting for you to do something you’re not supposed to. Perhaps potentially… naughty. I casually glance down the rocky beach to find a tall man strolling in my direction. Something about his demeanor sparks my interest. He carries himself with easy confidence, completely relaxed… as if he can handle anything thrown his way. I quickly flip my short hair nonchalantly, trying to observe him slyly through the red curtain. As he gets closer I greedily admire his broad shoulders and narrow waist. I’m always a sucker for that combination and begin to think he might be perfect as my next conquest. My deep blue eyes drink in the way his muscular flesh fills out his t-shirt in all the right spots. Not too muscular, but just enough to be absolutely delicious. Even his short brown hair is groomed the way I like it. I stretch casually exposing as much skin from my toned body as possible. It wasn’t too hard considering my bikini top hardly covers my ample breasts and my jean shorts leave little to the imagination. It’s ok to dress this way when you’re out in the sun, pretending to get a tan when you’re really scoping out prospective men. He’s almost upon me and I catch him trying to casually check me out. That’s right big guy, I think to myself, look at all these delightful female curves, just waiting for you to touch and explore. He catches me watching him and I give him my best enticing smile. His gorgeous green eyes alight with some kind of inner fire. I know that look. Time to get started. I slowly curl and rise, giving him a generous view of the intricate tribal tattoo right above my ass. I give him an inviting look over my shoulder as I begin my trek farther down the beach. He follows and I smile, knowing I have his full attention. I gently sway my hips in time with my stride as I turn into a slightly secluded section of vegetation.