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After Stephen felt sufficiently sweaty, he rose from the sunbathing chair and glanced at the food on the table. He grabbed a bottle of very fresh-looking orange juice, making his mouth water. He then poured the contents of the bottle into a glass filled with ice while sitting on a sofa. Stephen muttered, "Hmmm... so refreshing!" He turned to Fiona, who was still comfortably lying down, wearing sunglasses. "Fiona, drink this quickly! It's perfect in this hot weather!" The brown-haired woman got up, took the glass Stephen offered, and sat beside him. While enjoying the fresh orange juice, Stephen and Fiona looked at the sea, and Mount Cartmar began to come into view. That meant they would reach land soon. Stephen then turned to Fiona and asked, "Do you like sailing?" She sipped her orange juice and said, "Yes, I do. I hope you can invite me to sail like this more often!" She smiled faintly. The blond man smiled, "Alright, as long as you have a lot of free days, I don't mind." At t
Stephen gazed intensely at the woman who had fallen under his charm. The surge in his chest matched the increasing desire. He whispered softly, "Fiona..." and she smiled, as if inviting him to taste the freshness of her citrus fruit. The tranquil atmosphere, the alluring scent, and her beauty made Stephen impatient. He drew her lips closer to his, savoring the sweetness and freshness that he had in mind. As Stephen was lost in the kiss, a seagull flew low and nearly collided with his head. They both jumped in surprise, watching the seagull ascend high once again. "Oh my!" he muttered softly, while Fiona laughed. Stephen's gaze then shifted to the beautiful woman who was giggling. "Do you enjoy seeing me startled by a near bird collision?" She covered her mouth with one hand and replied, "Of course not. I was surprised by the bird too." She laughed again. The blond man in the white t-shirt let out a soft sigh. "No, you must be thrilled to see me almost have a heart attack!" He pl
Ten minutes later, a magnificent white yatch ship gracefully docked at the picturesque Cartmar beach pier. Stephen and Fiona descended from the ship's deck, eager to embark on their coastal adventure.Stretching her arms, Fiona exclaimed with pure delight, "Ah... I'm so thrilled! Finally, we get to experience the wonders of Cartmar beach!"As Stephen's feet sank into the fine white sand, a sense of relief washed over him. He took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the invigorating scent of the salty sea air, allowing it to fill his lungs with vitality before exhaling."Come on!" Stephen exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement, as he dashed towards the gentle waves that crashed against the shoreline.The woman, clad in a flowing white cardigan, was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise. With a sense of urgency, she called out, her voice carrying over the sound of the crashing waves, as she hurriedly chased after the blond man donning an unbuttoned white shirt and black shorts, "St
A platter with a freshly grilled fish was placed before Stephen, releasing a tantalizing aroma that delighted his senses. A wisp of smoke danced in the air, tempting his long-suppressed hunger.After expressing gratitude with a smile, he eagerly grasped the fork and knife, ready to indulge in the mouthwatering meal. Fiona, sitting beside him, was equally enthusiastic to savor the enticing dish.While Stephen and Fiona enjoyed their delightful time by the seaside, Oliver and Alyssa were busy preparing their dining supplies. They deliberately chose to have lunch by the beach to experience the thrill of an open-air feast while admiring the enchanting scenery provided by the vast ocean.As the grilled fish vanished from the plate, Fiona exclaimed, "I never expected you could make such a delicious grilled fish, Oliver!" She sincerely praised him.Oliver calmly replied, "As a secret agent and the young master's bodyguard of the Hudson family, I'm expected to be versatile and prepared for var
A crop circle measuring two meters in diameter on the seabed caught Stephen's attention. He gently pulled Fiona's hand away and pointed to the circle adorned with beautiful fan shells.Stephen and Fiona floated behind the coral reefs, their eyes fixed on the enigmatic crop circles, which were actually nests built by pufferfish.Though they couldn't speak underwater, Fiona seemed captivated by Stephen's discovery. The Divemaster, Oliver, and Alyssa also paused to admire the stunning, giant circles crafted by male pufferfish to attract females nearby, not far from Stephen and Fiona.Moments later, a female pufferfish entered the nest, and a male pufferfish greeted her. The male elegantly swam around the female, deliberately capturing her attention. The two seemed perfectly matched.In his heart, Stephen mused, "Every male must be creative to allure the females! Good luck to them!"As Stephen and Fiona focused on observing the mating pufferfish, grains of sand suddenly showered down from
After indulging in a blissful and soothing steam bath, Stephen and Fiona proceeded to the nearby bathroom to rinse themselves with a refreshing splash of cold water. This invigorating act served to close the pores of their skin, which had been opened during the steam bath.Feeling rejuvenated and in high spirits, Stephen's gaze fell upon Fiona as she stood under the shower, clad in white underwear. Her presence ignited a surge of desire within him, and with a gentle and seductive voice, he approached his wife."Looks like we could have some fun in the shower," Stephen murmured.Fiona's eyes widened in surprise as the dashing man suddenly stood before her, pressing her gently against the wall. She, too, felt the same desire. Not hesitating, she embraced Stephen's proposition and engaged in the playful encounter. Their passionate encounter continued until both of them were fully satisfied and overcome with exhaustion. Eventually, they wrapped themselves in robes and made their way back t
Fiona and Stephen basked in the delightful aura of happiness that enveloped them. Stephen couldn't quite explain it, but whenever he brought satisfaction to his wife, he felt an amplified sense of contentment himself.Abruptly, Joana cleared her throat, causing a startle in both Stephen and Fiona. They released their loving embrace and directed their attention towards the display of jet skis at the dealership."Um... sorry," Fiona stammered, her nerves getting the best of her.The blonde woman bestowed a slight smile upon them. "It's okay." Her voice carried a warm tone as she extended an invitation for Stephen and Fiona to explore their collection of jet skis.One particular jet ski, adorned in a striking magenta hue with sleek black accents, seized Stephen's interest. He perused the details of the jet ski standing before him, captivated by its allure.Joana said with enthusiasm, "If you're searching for a jet ski for your wife, this one is perfect for her!"Fiona crossed her arms ove
John stared at Fiona, a belittling smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he leaned in to deliver his comment. "Engaging in dialogue with a person whose mind has been unduly influenced and manipulated proves to be an intricate endeavor!"Stephen, a blonde man in a crisp white shirt, audibly sighed, his annoyance palpable. John's constant presence had become an unwelcome distraction, wasting his precious time on trivial matters. With a piercing gaze, Stephen locked eyes with John, attempting to intimidate him into submission."John, I've had enough of your meddling. Your presence here, causing disruptions, is unwarranted. Whether I used to be a beach cleaner or not is inconsequential. I possess the means now, rendering your concern over my purchases unnecessary. Focus on your own affairs!" Stephen's voice exuded resolute strength, refusing to be swayed or undermined by John's interference.John erupted into boisterous laughter, struggling to contain his mirth. "Oh, Stephen, you tru