My Best Summer Lovin' Story Ever.(Brief Article)

Readers share the sweetest make-you-melt moments from their fun-in-the-sun flings.

"One summer, I worked as a waitress at a seafood place by the shore. On the weekends, the town was always packed with city refugees, so it was a great opportunity to meet new guys. One night, I served a man who was more sizzling than the summer heat, and I invited him to meet me at the boardwalk when my shift ended. He bought me an ice-cream cone, won me a teddy bear, and took me on the Ferris wheel twice. Afterward, he asked me back to his beach house, where we sat on the porch and shared a bottle of wine. Pretty soon, we were making out like crazy. I decided to leave before things got too heavy, but he called me the next day to go sailing with him. Eventually, our weekend romance became a summer fling, and our summer fling became a three-year relationship. This summer, we're getting married on the boardwalk where we spent that first night together."

--Terese, 25

"I was working on my tan at the beach last July when I spotted a lifeguard with a killer body. I figured he was approached all the time by Baywatch-type beauties, sol knew I had to have a creative plan to get him to wrap those muscles around me. I thought a beach-babe-in-distress act might do the trick, so I swam a little too far from the shore and started flailing my arms. My plan worked perfectly, and in no time, my sexy savior had pulled me to safety. To thank him, I pulled his face to mine and gave him a big wet one. I thought he might get angry at my stunt, but instead, he appreciated my creativity and asked me out to dinner. Unfortunately, our summer love didn't last long, but four weeks of snuggling in his big, safe arms was definitely worth it."

--Jane, 19

"Right after II graduated from college, my friends and I spent two months backpacking through Europe. It was an amazing trip, but the foreign fellas were even more enticing than the exciting cultures. In Madrid, my friends and I were getting a bite to eat at an outdoor cafe when a beautiful Spanish man approached me and asked if he could sit with us. I said yes, and since he spoke perfect English, Carlos and I ended up ...