Brief encounter on a nudist beach

Then I stopped. I wiped my hands on a towel and laid down on the blanket, show over!! I had a drink from my flask then got my book out and rolled over onto my stomach and engrossed myself in my book. I work on the rule of half an hour one side then roll over and half an hour on the other side, which I did and after an hour I was glowing.
I got up for a break and walked the few yards down to the sea and waded out just up to my thighs in the cold water, just to cool my body off a little. Then after ten minutes headed back up the beach to my towel. The guy was still there and although he’d been lying down again as I walked back up the beach he sat up and his hand went back between his legs. I thought, strewth he must be feeling horny, but I still ignored him and settled back down on my towel again for another hour in the sun.

After my second hour I thought that I’d head home and collecting my things together instead of heading back the way that I’d come I went straight up the beach behind me and into the sand dunes. I thought that I’d pause and have a pee before having to put my tee shirt and shorts on again as I got nearer to where the public were. So I found a suitable hollow in the dunes and dropping my bag I turned and began to do what was needed. All of that fluid that I’d been drinking caused me to be peeing for quite a few minutes and I was just about to turn back and pick up my bag again when I heard a noise. There standing in among the grasses only about ten feet away was the guy from down on the beach. He was watching me and from experience it was quite obvious what he was after.