As Aldary walked, it became obvious that resisting her urges would be more difficult than she expected. After only a couple of hours of walking, her womanhood was burning with need. It was so sensitive that with every step she took she could feel her lower lips rubbing against each other, every stiff breeze that flowed up the skirt of her tunic felt like the hot breath of a lover, and she could feel her own juices trickling down her inner thighs in small rivers.
As the sun began to set, Aldary crested a low hill, and her lust addled eyes beheld a marvelous sight. There before her was a wide sandy beach, and beyond that the vast blue of the ocean stretched out as far as the eye could see. The setting sun sparkled on the water like gold, and for just a moment Aldary was able to forget the burning between her legs, and just admire the view.
That was, until she realized that she wasn't alone. There on the beach, were a young man and a woman. They were naked, their clothes sitting off to the side next to a large blanket, and wrapped in each other's embrace as they rolled in the surf. When they came to a stop, Aldary could plainly see that they were making love, the woman was on her back, legs wrapped around the man as he thrust into her with unrestrained passion. They had not noticed Aldary, yet.