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Summer Lovin'
Bram stood on the back porch of his beach front bungalow and took in the lovely view.

Point Pleasant Beach was crowded, true, a bit noisy sometimes, but the lush bum barely contained by a bright red bikini was worth it all.

It was Beth, the girl from the bungalow next to his. She'd caught his eye the day he'd arrived. He moaned out loud his disappointment. At 45, he was way too old for such a beautiful young woman.

It had been four years since his divorce, three since he had moved to New York City from London to teach at the school for the United Nations, five since his frustrated member had had the chance to engage in any mutually satisfying activities. It was 1973 and he was spending the summer in an ocean front cottage, and his neighbor, who was at least old enough to be living by herself for the summer was wagging her barely covered bottom to the music. It was The Rolling Stones, one of his favorite groups. Mick Jagger was complaining about a lack of satisfaction... he knew just how he felt!

He moved outside into the screened porch, taking his beer with him. Leaning into the corner of the railing, he watched all the hot young bodies move to the music.

Suddenly she was there, tugging on his hand, trying to encourage him to come and dance with them.

"OH no, no, I don't dance," he said.

"Sure you do, come on Bram," she answered. Her eyes sparkled, and she continued to clap and dance even as she enticed him to join her.

"What the hell," he said to himself. "I can't look like a total idiot, now can I?" Setting his beer bottle on a small table, he joined the rollicking group on the sand. That is, until she tried to get him away from the fringes of the group. There she was, hands in the air, bottom moving to the music, those beautiful eyes looking back at him over her right shoulder. Bram did the only thing he could think of which was to put his hands on her hips, drawing her back until she rested fully against him, wrapping his arms around her naked belly to hold her in place. She was not quite as tall as he, but his erection was nestling between her cheeks. She leaned back against him.

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Beth shivered as her hunky neighbor pulled her into his embrace. It had been love, no... cross that out, lust at first sight, for her at least. She had a feeling that either he thought her too young, or himself too old.

"I, aaah, don't particularly want to go out there right this moment," he said softly against her ear.

Be brazen, she thought to herself. If that was what she needed to be to attract him, she could be.