Let's get food

I looked at her in the water, still half-hard from her hand on my cock, and made a decision.

“Let’s go get food,” I said. “I’m starving.”

Alice grinned and nodded.

We waded back to shore. She walked ahead of me toward our spot on the sand, that thick ass and long legs on full display. I followed behind her, watching the way her body moved.

When she reached our towels, she bent over slowly to pick up her sundress — giving me (and anyone else still looking) a very clear view of her pussy and the cum still leaking from it. She slipped the dress on over her head, the thin fabric clinging to her wet skin and making her hard nipples very obvious.

Then she looked back at me over her shoulder.

She gave me a small, knowing smile and said casually:

“Remember the ground rules. No falling in love.”

It was the same warning she’d given me over breakfast that first morning. She said it lightly, but there was a firmness underneath it.

I just nodded as I pulled my clothes back on.

“Yeah. I remember.”

We gathered our things and started the walk back to the car. Alice stayed close, occasionally brushing her hand against mine or bumping her hip into me. The sexual tension was still there, but it had shifted into something more relaxed now that we were heading out for food.

She looked over at me as we reached the car.

“So… where are we getting food? I’m thinking burgers. Or maybe Thai?”

She was acting like we hadn’t just fucked in public with people watching.