"Hiya, big boy," she said sitting down beside me on the beach. "Mind if I share your sunshade?"
"Of course not, gorgeous," I replied. "Are you going to sit on my towel or my lap?"
"On your towel, of course. How can I admire the bulge in your shorts if I sit on it?" she asked.
"You say the nicest things. You have a couple of rather splendid bulges yourself that I'd like to get to grips with."
"You like them? I was worried that my costume was too small. What do you think?"
"Just right! Plenty of luscious bare curves to ogle and the hint of a nipple sets it off to perfection."
"Yeah, well if I go in the sea you'll notice more than just a hint."
"I must remember to get you soaking wet someday so I can check them out."
"I think I'm getting wet already, big boy," she said, sitting cross-legged and giving me a great view of the tiny crotch of her bikini thong.
"Doesn't show yet so I'll have to work on you a bit more."
"Please do. Don't you feel a little cramped inside those bathers? I mean, is there a danger that something might burst out if you look at me for too long?"
"Definitely! If I were not wearing this you'd know exactly what I thought of your appearance without asking."
"Wow, would it stick right up?"