Hawaiian Vacation
By Lorie

	It was her last night in Hawaii. This was 
supposed to be her dream vacation but it turned out 
to be a dud. Oh sure she had fun during her two week 
stay and had a wonderful tan to prove it, but she 
felt something was missing. Her friend met her 
husband while on vacation in Hawaii and she was kinda 
hoping she would be just as lucky. She skipped the 
luau and went for a solitary walk on the beach. No 
sense brooding in a crowd. 
	The hotel's private beach was deserted. Only the 
clear night sky and the softly pounding surf kept her 
company. She sat down on the sand and looked out at 
the full moon's reflection over the water. The warm 
breeze felt good on her skin as she dug her bare toes 
in the sand. She was glad she wore the floral 
sundress tonight. It made her feel so sexy. She only 
wished she had someone to share the feeling with.
	Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone 
walking up to her. She could tell it was a man: tall, 
well built, with long dark hair. She turned to see 
him walking straight toward her. "A beautiful woman 
shouldn't be alone on a night like this." He said as 
he stood beside her. She looked up at his face, 
trying to make out the features in the dark. "Would 
you like to join me?" she asked. Without a word he 
sat down next to her. 
	He stretched his long legs out on the sand in 
front of him. He turned to look at her, "When I first 
saw you I thought you were a ghost." She laughed "Why 
would you think that?" He smiled back at her, "I 
didn't think anyone else would be out here alone. So 
why are you out here?" She looked down at her lap and 
played with her shoe strap, "I just wanted to be 
alone. It's my last night here and my vacation didn't 
turn out to be what I wanted. I'm just a little 
depressed." "What happened?" he asked softly. She 
paused a little then said, "I wanted to meet someone. 
But my fantasy didn't turn out. They never do." 
	He ran his finger down her back, "You still have 
tonight." He whispered in her ear. She turned to him. 
He seemed so familiar. She recognized his voice but 
from where? His dark eyes looked lustfully into hers 
and she felt his breath on her lips. She whispered, 
"Would you be my fantasy for tonight?" He answered 
her by taking her face in his hands and giving her a 
long, soft kiss on her lips. When they parted he said 
in a husky voice, "I've been many women's fantasy for 
one night. Will you be my fantasy tonight?" She 
couldn't believe her ears. Could he need her as much 
as she needed him? Her breathing became heavy; "I'll 
give you a night you will never forget." 
	He stood up and helped her stand too. They 
walked over to an area secluded by palm trees so no 
one could spy on them. When the got there, he pulled 
her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She 
returned the kiss, her hands exploring his body 
through his clothes. She couldn't get over the 
feeling that she knew him. She felt safe with him. 
She would never dream of doing something like this 
with a total stranger but somehow she knew him, she 
just couldn't place where. 
	He reached around her neck and untied the strap 
of her dress. She felt his hands glide down her back 
as he unzipped the dress. It fell to the sand at her 
feet in a soft pile of cloth. "Dressed for the 
weather, I see." He said with a smile and he ran his 
eyes over her naked body. She giggled, "Panties just 
get in the way." He pulled her next to him, "Yes, 
they do." And kissed her again with such passion she 
felt dizzy. 
	She backed away from him; "You're wearing too 
many clothes." And she unbuttoned his shirt. As she 
pulled it off his shoulders and let it fall to the 
ground, she slowly ran her hands over his arms and 
chest. He moaned as her hands smoothed over his 
stomach to his waistband. She knelt down and undid 
his belt. When his pants were off, she carefully 
pulled his underwear down.  They pleasured each other
until they laid satiated in each other's arms. 
	She slowly stood up and walked toward the water. 
It was cold as she splashed in the surf to rinse off. 
She looked back at the beach and saw him watch her. 
She ran her hands over her body, teasing him with her 
show. He stood up and walked into the water to her. 
He looked like a mythological being as he moved. She 
wished she knew who her mystery lover was. "You are 
like the mermaids whose siren call summoned sailors 
to their doom." He said as he gathered her in his 
arms. They made love again at the edge of the surf. 
The water washing over them as they were united in 
passion. 
	They made their way back to the beach and laid 
in each others arms silently as the water evaporated 
from their skin. She was dying to ask him his name 
but felt it would ruin the fantasy. She studied his 
face in the dark again trying to discover a feature 
that would give away his identity. Once they were dry 
enough, they brushed off the sand as best they could 
and got dressed. When they were finished he offered 
to walk her back to her room. She accepted with mixed 
feelings. She would learn who he was once she saw him 
in the light. She was curious but didn't want to 
destroy the fantasy.
	She kept her eyes forward until they reached the 
doors into the hotel. When she turned she couldn't 
believe her eyes. "You know who I am, don't you?" he 
said with a little disappointment in his voice. She 
nodded because words escaped her for the moment. 
"Please don't let that change anything." He pleaded 
"I want you to spend the rest of the night with me, 
not who I am on stage." She found her voice and 
confessed, "I don't want tonight to end and this is 
the best fantasy ever. I was fantasizing it was you 
all along. I've been a KISS fan for a long time and 
you were always my favorite." He smiled, "Do you want 
to go to my room or yours." She thought for moment 
then said, "Let's go to mine. I have a big shower and 
I need to wash this sand off." He laughed, put his 
arm around her, and escorted her into the hotel.