Kyle was so thrilled to have the woman of his dreams not only a part of his world again, but also willing to ride with him on his bike to a skinny-dipping spot. Life simply could not get better than this, he thought to himself.<br/><br/>Once she had undressed Angie turned to find Kyle standing right beside her, wearing nothing but a smile. He wrapped her up in his arms tightly once again, landing another passionate kiss on her lips. As their bodies wrapped around each other there was no way Kyle could have hidden his feelings for her, even if he wanted to. And he didn’t.<br/><br/>When the kiss finally wound down Kyle reached over and turned on the radio system on the motorcycle, which was hooked up to a small speaker on the back of the handlebars. Tinny, but audible music began wafting in their direction. At first listen it sounded like a country music love ballad.<br/><br/>“Romantic music, you asked for?” he asked with a smile before taking her hand and walking her towards the water. With his other hand Kyle grabbed his towel which by then had the toiletries wrapped up inside.<br/><br/>This part of the pond had a beach made from white sand that was not native to the region. The sand had been laid down more than 150 years ago by the slave laborers to make a boat landing, though Kyle wasn’t aware of those specifics.<br/><br/>They walked past a small boat dock on which a rowboat was moored. Kyle placed the towel down on the dock before leading her into the water.<br/><br/>The pond was cool but not cold, and the warmth of the air certainly helped make it more comfortable. Once they were deep enough Kyle sat himself down on the sand so that the pond surface came up to his neck. He then invited Angie to take a seat in his lap. “May I wash your hair?” he asked innocently. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”<br/><br/>Once she was nestled in his lap he reached for the small bottles and filled his hands with shampoo, before beginning to lather her hair. Gently, with soft caresses, he worked her hair down to the roots with his strong fingers. “To firm?” he asked after a few moments, trying to make sure that he wasn’t hurting her scalp in the process.<br/><br/>He used three bottles on her hair, since she had a fair amount of it to wash. It was no trouble to him, though, since he loved everything about it. Once her hair was clean Kyle he allowed one of his hands to gently caress her check before disappearing below the water line. Within moments he began caressing her in other places as well as he nibbled her still-soapy ear.