It was when we went out on the beach and it was close to nighttime....Michael and I had gone out for a late swim. It was humid that night so it was a good time to swim.

I took off my shirt and my pants, wearing a bikini under. And so did he.
He looked at my body in my bikini and he bit his bottom lip. I just grinned and walked towards the ocean water.
I dove into the water and started to swim
I heard his footsteps on the mushy, watery sand. he pushed me into the ocean and we both dove underwater.
after a few seconds, I raised my body up for air. My hair flipped and my wet curls hit my back. I looked over at Michael--his curls soaked covering his forehead and the water dripping..down his chest, down his face. I couldn't help but just watch it all.
Still breathing for air, Michael grasped my waist underwater so that my body was feeling his. My bikini top was rubbing on his chest and his hands were on my face.
After cocking my head back letting the water dripp down my neck, my eyes locked with his and our bodies were shivering from the water but were kept warm.
He didnt peep a word from his mouth. He didnt need to. His body did the talking.
Michael's moist lips touched mine and he reached for my legs. And I freed my hand and splashed him with a great amout of water. " Heey!" he let go, shaking the water off.
" Catch me if you can," I smirked swimming to the sand.
He quickly had caught up with me, " I'm gonna catch you Jeni."
I ran onto the hot sand running from him untill his hands grasped onto me and we both fell down.
" You tackled me!" I flipped myself so I could see him. he was on top of me and I could smell his skin.