Red-hot in Rio

This is my third day in Rio. Or is it the fourth? Honestly, I’ve lost track already. The days just melt together when I’m in Brazil. I wake up, grab a coffee, relax at the beach, and then let the day fade out on my balcony, watching the world go by.

Okay, maybe I’m not just watching the world. Sometimes I’m watching her - the woman in the apartment across the street. I don’t even know her name, but the way the sunset catches her face through her window mesmerizes me every time. She looks like she spawned right out of a fairytale.

Alright, I gotta pull myself together. I’m a grown man staring into another person's window like a creep. No matter how beautiful she is, I wouldn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable. It’s time to get back inside.

“Hey! You’re hot!”

I freeze in my steps. My hand is literally hovering over the door handle before I turn around slowly. I see her standing on her balcony, leaning against the railing and looking right over in my direction. Is she… talking to me?

“Uh…Me?”

“Yes, you! Who else is staring at me from their balcony?”

My face turns red within seconds. I can’t believe she caught me. I must seem like some sick stalker. I rub the back of my neck, trying to figure out how to salvage this somehow.

“You’ve been watching me through my windows for a while now, and when I finally step onto my balcony, you suddenly run away? That’s not very polite of you, is it?”

“You got me there…Look, I’m really sorry, I really didn’t mean to stare, I just…”

“You just what? Couldn’t help yourself?”

Something shifts inside of me at her teasing. The embarrassment fades and gets replaced by a tiny spark of confidence. Why shouldn’t I just be honest?

“In my defense… It’s hard not to want to look at something so beautiful.”

“You think I’m beautiful?”

“I think beautiful doesn’t even cover it.”

I can see her big smile radiating over to me as the sunlight catches her features even from this distance. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything or anyone so pretty in my life.

“Well… If you really think so, you should call me sometime, and we’ll meet up.”

“Call you? I don’t even know your name, let alone your number.”

“I'll leave it at the lobby desk.. Just ask for the note from Apartment 4B.”

Did that really just happen?

Slight timeskip:

“Hey, uh… someone from Apartment 4B left a note here for me? Can you give it to me?”

“Thanks.”

No way. That’s the area code from Portland.

We’re from the same city?

“That was really fast. You didn’t even make me wait.”

“I don’t make a lady wait.”

“May I… Ask you something?”

“Sure, go on.”

“Are you from Portland? I saw your area code.”

“Yes, I moved there five years ago! Don’t tell me you’re from there, too?”

“What are the odds?”

“Oh my god, that’s so cool! What a coincidence!”

“So, tell me, what do you think of Portland so far?”

“Well, I like it a lot. The nature is so beautiful and most people are very kind. But honestly? It’s kinda hard to find new friends and connections.

My family is all here in Rio.. but in Portland, it’s just me. I mean, I have colleagues, but it gets lonely if you’re normally more of an introverted person.”

“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. It’s not easy to live in a new city if you don’t find people you click with immediately. The weekends can be especially quiet.”

“Exactly. That’s why it’s so weird - I come all the way to Brazil to visit my family, and I end up finding someone this attractive who is living in the same city as me.”

“I’m glad you think so. But I can say the exact same thing about you. It’s not an everyday thing to travel over four thousand miles and basically meet your almost-neighbor there.”

“Right?!”

“I was thinking… Do you want to go out tonight for a walk on the beach? Get to know each other better?”

“Is that even a question? Of course. I would love to.”

“I should have known the answer by the way you’ve watched me the last few days.”

“I’m still sorry, I didn’t mean to be creepy…”

“Don’t worry, I’m just joking around. I didn’t think you were creepy. If I did, I wouldn’t be talking to you right now.”

“Thank god.”

“How about we meet at 9 this evening? Down by the promenade behind my apartment?”

“Sounds perfect to me. Can’t wait.”

“Me neither!”

Brief re-intro for scene-change

The quiet beach is the perfect place to talk to her. The sound of the waves is calming, and I’m more than just lucky that this all worked out. Finally seeing and hearing her beside me is somehow surreal, but the best thing I could ever ask for.

She’s even more beautiful up close, and I didn’t think that was possible.

“...and then my tia said

‘You’ve been too long in America, you put cheese on everything now’ and honestly, she’s right about that.”

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with a good cheese. It’s practically a food group on its own in the States.”

“Oh, I knew you would be a cheese-guy! I’m learning so much about you already.”

“You can ask me anything. I’m an open book to you, and not just when it comes to cheese.”

“Then… How long have you been in Portland?”

“About seven years now. I got a job offer, packed two bags the next night, and just moved. I had no real plan back then.”

“Yeah, that sounds pretty familiar.”

There’s a slight shift in her voice that almost sounds sad. The playful energy dims for a second. I look down at her as our steps slow down.

“Hey… You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, I just…”

“It’s weird being back here. I love my family, but every time I come home to Rio, I realize how much I miss having someone around me, you know?”

“You don’t have that in Portland at all? I mean, you already mentioned earlier, but I thought there would be at least one person.”

“Not really. I have people I know, but at the end of the day, I go home to an empty apartment, and… There’s just me and the silence.”

“Sorry. That’s quite heavy for a first date. I didn’t mean to kill the mood.”

“Don’t apologize. I honestly understand. Moving somewhere new is exciting, until it isn’t, until you realize you have to find a whole new set of friends.”

There’s a red sign right next to us that says that this is a secluded area and swimming isn’t allowed here. I didn’t realise we’d walked so far… The beach is completely empty here. She stands still, and I look right into her moonlit eyes.

“It’s not just… Friends. I want more than a friend.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t act stupid, you know what I mean…”

“I actually… don’t. Maybe you need to be more specific.”

“Do you want me to show you instead?”

I nod slowly, my lips already parting in anticipation. She leans closer to me and stops just centimeters away from my face.

“Good answer…”

My hands softly grasp her waist as I pull her closer. Her soft lips taste like strawberry chapstick. The ocean breeze is cool against my back, but her body pressing against mine makes me feel like I’m on fire. I’ve been waiting for this moment ever since I first saw her on her balcony.

I gently pull her down into the sand with me. It’s still warm from the sun that’s been beating down on it all day. She lands softly against me and lets her hands wander over my chest. Her thighs are on each side of mine as she straddles my lap.

She looks down at me with her hair falling around her face like a curtain as her hips eagerly grind down on mine. I can’t help but gasp into our wild kiss. My dick hardens immediately and strains against my purple swim pants.

“Much better than watching through the window, hmm?”

“A thousand times better.”

“You’re already so hard… But I want to make sure… do you want this, too?”

“Ever since I first saw you on your balcony.”

“Then you should lay down for me…”

“Nah, first… I want to get a taste of you.”

“I’ve been wondering how you’ll taste…”

“Oh, fuck…”

“God, yes…”

“Yeah? Does that feel good?”

“Feels so good…Please, keep going…”

“N-no, wait, stop-”

I immediately stop in my tracks and look up at her. God, she looks gorgeous like this…

“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

She gently tangles her fingers in my hair and gives a soft pull. I lean into her touch, hypnotised while my eyes never leave hers.

“Oh, believe me, everything is fine…”

“It’s my turn now.”

Seeing her sitting on top of my lap makes my stomach tingle. She’s silhouetted against the moonlight as her chest rises and falls. Her eyes have that quiet, commanding confidence in them that caught me right as I first saw her in front of me. She looks like an absolute goddess perched above me.

There’s a wide, wicked grin spreading across her face as she looks into my eyes. She slides my Swimpants down with one skillful hand.

“Please…”

“I want to finally feel your cock inside of me.”

“Hold onto my hips.”

Finally feeling her around me is like heaven. My breath shudders as I hold onto her hips like a lifeline.

“Fuck, you feel so good…”

“Y-you too…”

“You look… so beautiful like this…”

I let my hands wander up her belly until I can wrap my arms around her waist. I slowly sit up to get better access to her lips, making the position feel even more intense.

The taste of her is an addiction I can’t control.

“You’re… so sweet… I love how you hold me like this…”

“God, you’re driving me insane…”

“I needed this so badly…”

“Fuck… I think I’m gonna cum… Let me just…”

“...Touch you right there…”

“I’m so close… Please don’t stop…”

“Ah… Fuck… I’m gonna…”

“Well, that was nice. Can’t put into words how much I’ve been craving this…”

“Me neither… You felt so good.”

“I can say the same.”

We both lay back and look up, watching the stars paint the dark sky. The sight is beautiful and quite relaxing with the sounds of the waves in the background.

I can’t remember the last time I felt so content.

“Look, a shooting star! Quick, you gotta make a wish.”

“I already did.”

“Do you want to know what I wished for?”

“I’m curious. Tell me.”

“I wished for you to come back to my apartment with me. I’m not done with you yet.”