Those three weeks apart from Don left her feeling, not really lonely, but definitely missing him, even though they exchanged e-mail a couple of times ... day. When the next semester neared, Emily went back to school three days early and spent most of them with Don. In fact, they didn’t get dressed at all for nearly two of them.Don and Emily had two classes in common that semester, and frequently spent time in study together. But they also spent a lot of time doing other things as well. Not just. My feet burned as soon as they touched the sand but I had gotten used to it in the two weeks I had been there. I looked up at the blazing sun and the blue sky. It was a perfect day in paradise.I ran down to the water and jumped on my surfboard. I began paddling out with my arms until I found my first promising wave. Carefully I stood up and began riding it harder than I rode my ex-girlfriend's mom, but it quickly ended. It had me back on the beach muttering, "bummer."I decided to go out. I'll let you know." She said it just like that. I said, "I want plain old missionary first. I want to be looking down into your eyes as we do it. I can see them expand as I push in, getting brighter then soften as I pull back. That excites me." She took my left hand in hers and pulled as she rolled onto her back, her legs together and pulled up, knees on her breasts and I could see all of her Her legs splayed as she lay back and I looked at her. Tight lips, not puffy but not flat either and the. My hands were on her bottom, pulling her into me and my hard, stiff cock was pressing against her bare stomach. We kissed for several minutes until pulling away she said "bedroom", and pulling me with her she moved across and opened the door I had noticed when I first walked in. Bedroom was rather an understatement, it was definitely a 'Boudoir'. There was a large double bed with some loose silky looking covers on it, soft chintzy curtains at the windows, a couple of small lights were on and.