Vacations are meant to be a time to unwind and let go of all the stress from daily life. However, when you're at the beach with your wife and two little ones, even the simplest tasks can feel like an uphill battle. From making sure the they stay safe and entertained to ordering a drink from the pool bar, it can be overwhelming.

But for a rare moment, I found myself with the opportunity to relax and kick my feet up on a lounge chair. My wife had taken the little ones back to the room for nap time, and I was enjoying the peace and quiet so much that I didn't even you walking up the beach until you were standing right in front of me.

"Were you guys the ones who built that sandcastle?" you say, catching me off guard until I realize you’re speaking to me. "That's pretty impressive," you add in a friendly tone.

"Yeah, I worked on that," I say, giving your body a quick look up and down from behind my sunglasses.

Your white bikini consisted of three small triangles attached by string that barely covered her private parts. In fact, it was held on just enough that any amount of quick movement or physical activity was sure to result in a nip slip or something even more scandalous. It was unlike any bathing suit I had seen growing up in the early 2000's that my head would have exploded if all the women dressed like that on my spring break trips.

"Awww that's so cute," you say, still lingering in front of my chair.

I smiled and turned back to my book for a moment before pausing. That tingle in my chest, a tiny twinge of excitement that I hadn't felt for years. I could smile and move on with my day, maybe head back to the room to help my wife. But what could it hurt? It's just a conversation and I don't want this excitement to go away just yet.

I look up back up at her. "So where are you from?" I ask. It's a simple question but opens the door of a much larger conversation. I hadn't flirted with another woman in years, much less a cute sorority girl in a white tie bikini. I'd always been pretty quick on my feet and that feeling of making a beautiful woman giggle or reach out and grab my arm after a well-timed joke was exhilarating. I still got it.

My wife would kill me if she came out to find a skinny blonde sitting alongside me on a lounge chair in the middle of our family vacation but I was enjoying this too much to want to stop.

"If you're looking for more picture spots, you gotta check out the dock after dark," I tell her. "Usually a little after 11, on a dark clear night, you can see the reflection of the stars against the ocean. It's a really cool glow across the whole sky."

"Oh that sounds really pretty," you say. "Will you show me? I'd love to take a cool picture like that."

"Uhh yeah," I say, hesitating at first before recovering. I had no idea how I was going to slip out of my hotel room, or if it was even a remotely good idea to meet a college girl on a dock late at night but I hadn't felt this feeling in a long time. And I wanted more.

Meet me on the dock and let’s talk about a series of risqué romps during our vacations and spend a few days of bliss together. Feel free to jump right in or we can talk this out first.