Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Sun Goddess


As we reach the sand, I automatically discard my flip flops to walk barefoot.

“It’s not actually sand,” he says, “It’s ground coral.  That is why it’s not hot on your feet.”

“Really,” I replied.  I, myself, would never thought of this detail but he is forever logical. 

I sifted the ground coral between my French-manicured toes, luxuriating in the feel of it; warm, not hot.  We find a couple of lounge chairs near the edge of the sand close to the rocks and somewhat removed from the other resort guests.  We recline our chairs and ease into them, the warm ocean breeze pressing down upon us and the frosty, watered-down resort Pina Coladas within easy reach.

“You know,” he says in his logical voice, “This is an international resort and there are quite a few Europeans here.  I’ve noticed a lot more people smoking and some of the women are going topless on this beach.”  

He had been walking this morning while I lazed in bed, tired from the flight and the weeks of wedding planning.

“Hmm,” I say, already sinking into that lazy, sun-kissed stupor that is only achieved with that delicate balance of tropical sun and tropical rum, “What are you suggesting?”

“Well, I wasn’t suggesting anything but, now that you mention it, if you have ever wanted to go topless, now might be the time to try it,” he says, logically.

Surprisingly, it doesn’t take any further prompting.  Why not?  I don’t know anybody here and we are far enough away from everyone else on the beach.

I reach to the back of my neck to undo the halter strap of my bikini top and then arch my back and reach behind me to undo the clasp.  I pull it away and drop the gauzy bit of fabric to the ground. Not too far.  I might need it in a hurry.

Then I lay back to bask in the warmth of the sun and the warmth of my husband’s gaze.  I have never before felt more at ease in my own skin as I do at this moment. 

I think, perhaps, he is a little shocked that I have actually removed my bikini top, but he goes with it.

“You are a goddess,” he says, illogically.

And truly, I feel like one.




This was the RemembeRED prompt over at The Red Dress Club:
So this week, we want you to write about sand.
Yes…sand.
It doesn’t have to be summer-related.

20 comments:

Jackie said...

Braver then I was, grant it I was newly pregnant once we made it to our Honeymoon!

Ms. Monet said...

Very sexy! My ex and I got engaged in Tulum Mexico. I have fond memories of the air con sand.

PearlsGirl said...

I can only imagine how sunburned I would be. But, it does sound very romantic and very peaceful.

PearlsGirl

Not Just Another Jennifer said...

Fantastic!!! I love how you convey your husband's essence and the freedom and comfort you feel on your honeymoon. I went to a nude beach in Hawaii once. I was visiting a friend who was very liberal, but traveling with a friend who was very conservative. It was an odd juxtaposition. Had I just been with the liberal friend, I may have been brave enough to drop my top as well...

Sober Julie said...

Oh I did this on my honeymoon although it was far from shore on a floating dock ;)

From Tracie said...

You are so romantic and BRAVE! I'm not sure I would have done it, but I know I would have wanted to do it.

I really love that all his logic flew away at the sight of you sitting there all free and beautiful. That is awesome.

Kelly said...

Jackie - This was a second marriage for both of us and definitely no chance of pregnancy. Eek! lol

Ms. Monet - Tulum is a beautiful place. This was in Akumal.

Pearlsgirl - Amazing, no sunburn.

Jennifer - Thank you. I definitely wouldn't have done it if there was any chance of seeing someone I knew.

Julie - Ah, but you still did it.

Tracie - If I had time to think about it, I probably wouldn't have done it. It was just the moment.

The Reason You Come said...

That was so romantic...and sexy! I have yet to summon the courage to go topless in public. It's on my bucket list, though.

Jane@flightplatformliving said...

oh i love that. there is nothing more beautiful in life than a compliment like that from the man you love! x

Kelly said...

TRYC - Thank you, yes I can cross that one of the bucket list, 557 to go.

Jane - It was a good moment. Thanks for stopping by.

By Word of Mouth Musings said...

We have a roof patio at our house, this is where some Saturday afternoons I escape, with a book ... and naked ;)
Thanks for linking your post up to Time Travel Tuesday today!!!

Jenna said...

oh the sweetness of this memory.. and the logical and illogical :)

Karen Greenberg said...

Wow, very brave. But, that's what honeymoons are all about, I think. A time to do something new and fun and exciting. I wish I would have the nerve to do something like that, but I never would. GREAT post! I love your "voice."

I'm stopping by from Time Traveling Tuesday. I hope you have a great week!

By Word of Mouth Musings said...

http://www.bywordofmouthmusings.com/2010/09/24-la-jack-bauer-or-lettermans-top-10.html yes, its TIME, Time for Time Travel Tuesday ... come on over! NEW LINK!

Marcy said...

Great story. I loved how you said he was illogical at the end. I don't think I could do that. :)

Kelly said...

Marcy, I didn't think I could do it either but I just did it. By the way, what is the name of your blog? Something about not being timid? Lol

May said...

I have this feeling that your husband probably reflects on this memory quite often!

Katie @ Chicken Noodle Gravy said...

Sexy and fun!! I loved this, the romance was yummy, and the way you described the entire encounter gave me butterflies and chills.

I won't tell my hubby this story though...I'm sure he'd be jealous :)

Thanks for linking up!

Recovering Supermom said...

Love this post and the description of the sand. I also love the line at the end where your husband speaks illogically. :) Sounds like bliss on that beach.

Annabelle said...

I love how intimate the moment was despite the fact that you were outdoors. Thanks for sharing!