A happy memory from a few years ago.
I used to go on work trips with my dad during the summer because he would go to a bunch of fun places.
One of the best times I had was in Hawaii. I spent hours alone on the beach drinking all the virgin pina coladas I could get my hands on and was working on a really good tan.
We were staying in this tall hotel on the second to top floor but the drawback was that the balcony didn’t face the water. Outside our balcony was a big mountain and to the right was the other wing of the hotel kinda closing off the view to anything else. Sucked, but it was Hawaii and I was on the beach most of the time.
We had been there for a few days and my dad was getting breakfast downstairs with some of his coworkers before an early morning meeting. It was about 745 and I couldn’t get back to sleep after he left. I played on my phone for a bit. I was getting the urge to get myself off and started just rubbing myself a little.