A silent prayer

It was a warm and sunny day, so Jenny decided that she would go for a swim today. She took out the swimsuit she had bought with the girls and looked it over once more. Julia and Sophia had edged her on to buy this specific one and though she thought it was pretty, it was a bit more revealing than she liked. She quickly put it on and slipped her beach dress over it before Jason was finished in the bathroom. She heard the tap turn off and got ready to put sunscreen on the parts of her body that were exposed. She was in the middle of rubbing the lotion on her legs when Jason stepped out. Again that stubborn man had stepped out with nothing more than a towel around his waist. She turned away with a cough and allowed him to get dressed as well. He too put on his swimwear and put on a light blue overshirt, bringing out the color of his beautiful deep blue eyes, exposing his well formed abs.

As she did her best not to stare at him, he was looking over with seductive eyes as he watched her move from applying sunscreen to one leg to the other. With her foreign roots she wasn't one to burn easily, except for her neck and chest, but she would rather be safe than sorry. He looked at her smooth, firm legs that had a golden glow on them. Her natural light tan would invoke jealousy in the English natives that had to work hard for a tan like that, only to end up shedding their skin or looking orange from their sprayed on tan. Few were able to actually get a healthy glowing skin like hers and even fewer were able to hold on to their tan when they returned home. Under his watchful gaze she continued covering her arms, neck and face. When she finished he was still looking over in her direction as he asked, "What about your back?". She had planned on having one of the girls help her apply it on her back and shoulders, but now she wondered 'Would this easily jealoused man really allow another to touch her? To take, what he deemed his job, from him?' Even if the other person was female, she was starting to doubt if he would let this go. For now she would just change the subject. "Oh don't worry about that. Instead of my back, shouldn't you start on applying some sunscreen on yourself? Why put on your shirt, when you haven't even started yet?"

Jason silently looked at her beautiful sundress. It was light blue with light pink flowers, it was sleeveless with a V-neck and a slit down the front formed by the nature of the dress. It was designed to be worn over swimwear and made to be easily put on and taken off. To achieve that, it had a robe or kimono like construction, where one band had to be put through a small opening at the side of the dress. Once put through, the dress could be closed with a pull and had to be tied to the other band hanging by the other side. The color formed a beautiful contrast with her dark hair and hazel eyes. Her long strands hanging over the closed back of the dress.

His silence made her look over to him and their eyes met. He was captured the image in front of him and despite him being unwanting to let her walk out in that dress which showed a shadow of her voluptuous chest, he knew that this was already one of the more conservative options around. Besides, he knew this was only a protective layer for the more revealing item of clothing she was wearing underneath. Unless he went back to the 1920's to purchase a swimsuit for her, there was no way that what was underneath would cover more than what she had on now.

He recalled her previous words on the morning of their flight when he had teased her with her reaction to seeing his body. He was dreading his words from then as now he would be the one to see her body and swimsuit for the first time in the presence of others. He said a silent prayer hoping that what she had picked would be better than what he was imagining right now. He let out a worrying sigh as he finally spoke. "Very well, if you won't let me help you rub in your back, you can help me apply some sunscreen on mine. Better yet, for fear that I will miss a spot, I will leave all of it to you. Front and back." With a cheeky and flirtatious grin he looked over at Jenny and watched the wheels in her head spinning. If she said no, he would return to the subject of rubbing her back, where she was sure he would tease her any chance he would get or try and have his hands 'slip' to the front. But if she agreed...she would have to put her hands all over those muscular arms, those legs and those abs. She gulped away her nervousness mixed with a sense of excitement, that was caused by the mere thought of doing that, and tightened her grip on the sunscreen bottle. With seemingly no way out, she walked over to the man who had already taken off his shirt and was waiting for her to help protect his skin from the sun. As she put a bit of lotion on her hand her mind was screeming, 'Be still my maiden heart!'.