It was a perfect day for being at the beach. Tom held onto my hand as we drove into New Jersey. He pulled up into the parking lot and park the car. He got out and went to open my door. I seen him open the trunk and pulled out a picnic basket. I smiled at him and he gave me a wink. "I hope you like turkey sandwhiches." he asked. "It's fine. I like turkey." I replied. "Good, I was a little afraid." "Don't be. One thing you have to know about me is I'm not a picky person." Tom chuckled and led me down on the warm sand. He pull out a big red blanket and laid it down. He held my hand while I sat down.
"Curious question. Are all british men such gentleman?" I asked. Tom sat down next to me giggling. His laugh was so cute. "I wouldn't know. My father always told me; "If want a women to look past your ugly face? Be a Gentleman." I busted out laughing. "Oh wow." "My father basically called me ugly to my face. Without even trying if I may add." "I think your father is wrong." "You think so?" "Yes. You're goregous." "I have to disagree." "Come on, I bet you look in the mirror and think to yourself; 'Here comes the charm ladies.' " "Have you been spying on me?" We shared a laugh for a brief moment.
It grew silent between us as we looked eachother. I crawled over to him putting each leg beside him. I sat there on his lap cupping my hands around his neck. Tom placed his hands on my waist looking up at me. I pressed my lips against his for a moment. "You know what I like most about you?" I whispered seductively. His lips trembled as he kept his eyes locked to mine. "What would that be?" He voice was low and almost shaky. I guess I was turning him on as I left no space in between us. "It's the fact that I find you incredibly sexy." I crashed my lips against his once more slipping my tongue into his mouth. I could feel his finger tip gliding up my back. We kissed well over a minute. I couldn't resist him. I wanted to feel his lips against mine. I wanted to taste him. His body was so warm.
Tom slowly pulled me away smiling. "Can I tell you secret?" he asked. I nodded my head in agreement. "It's probably silly but, you are actually my first American woman." I cocked an eyebrow at him. "Really? What is the difference between American and British girls?" "British women are uptight. Not all of them though. As for American women they have wild personalities." "You have a thing for wild girl's don't you?" "Maybe." I pressed my lips against his once more and smiled at him. "Now, shall we eat lunch." I moved over off his lap as he opened the basket.
As we ate lunch I got to know a lot about Tom. What his life was like in England. He had big dreams of becoming one of the best lawyer in New York. Which of course Mark held that title. He definately has got some competition. Tom always wanted to settle down and make a family. Exactly how I pictured he would be. We walked along the beach holding hands and laughing. Tom was so crazy adorable. I loved his smile, eyes, and body. Just like Mark I couldn't get enough of him.
We spent nearly all day there at the beach. Tom drove back to my house. Again he walked me to my door. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Thank you so much again for a great day." I said smiling up at him. He pulled me closer to him giving me a smirk. "You are very much welcome, Love." I pulled him into a kiss. He held me close to him caressing my tongue with his. He tasted so good. He pulled away from me slowly. "Goodnight, my dear." he said in a sweet whisper. "Goodnight." I opened my door and went inside. What is happening to me? I'm in love with two men. Lord, what am I going to do?
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