Sandy Moments - Short Novel

They had come to the beach “just to relax,” but quickly found themselves in a classic battle against nature.

Yehuda - muscular, confident, with the tact of a lovestruck gorilla. Maya - involved, devoted, and absolutely unprepared for what was coming.

Yehuda stood facing the sea, stretching like a Greek statue freshly coated with sunscreen. Maya sat behind him, trying to brush the sand off his back… and then he decided to lift his shorts.“Hold on a second, it’s stuck ” he began to explain.

But the explanation came too late.

In an instant, Maya found herself buried in an unofficial embrace with the most… nostalgic part of their relationship.

She choked, coughed, and only managed to exclaim: “Pth-TOO! Sandy!!”

Yehuda turned around, confused, with that familiar look of ‘What did I even do?’ But then he saw her - messy hair, sand on her tongue, wide eyes… and her hands gripping his waist as if she’d been caught in a scene you definitely don’t tell your mother about.

And Maya? Despite the sand in her mouth, she couldn’t help laughing. Because it was so… them. Awkward, sensual, funny, and somehow - deeply intimate.

Yehuda leaned toward her, lowering his face as if to kiss her, then whispered with a smile: “Is this what you meant when you suggested a ‘couple’s massage at the beach’?”...

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