When we left the hotel, I told you to wear just your bikini and your coverup; you're very curious about where we're going, but I'm being mysterious.
Because, unknown to you, I had spent those hours with an instructor at a local flight school there in Honolulu, getting checked out in a seaplane.
Your excitement mounts as we get to the airport...ever since you were a little girl, you've dreamed of a handsome man (instead, you're stuck with me... Sorry about that, Baby Girl) whisking you away on a date in a private airplane.
I point to a red & white plane, on amphibious floats. "There's ours", I say, "at least until tomorrow evening." Your eyebrows go up "Overnight?", you think as I press the button to unlock the trunk. I pull out a big duffel bag & a portable cooler.
We load everything into the plane, and I help you into the front passenger seat, closing your door as I leave.
When I open my door, I wink at you and say, "Your exotic Hawaiian adventure begins now, my love; take off your bikini, and your cover-up, and give them to me."
"But, I'll be naked!"
"Yes. And you will be until we come back here."
"What if someone sees me?"
"Very unlikely, but they'll have quite a treat, seeing the most beautiful girl in the world all naked."
You roll your eyes, blushing, but are secretly thrilled at the compliment. You love how I make you feel like the most desirable woman to ever live. Still blushing, you strip completely, sitting in this airplane wearing nothing but your sandals...as I take your body's ONLY covering, and lock it in the car. Thank God the door is closed, and I'm 6 feet off the ground, you think, embarrassed at your nakedness, but relieved by realizing no one can see you below your shoulders right now...
Then I climb into the pilot's side; you have a moment's anxiety as, with my door open, naked Katy is VERY visible to anyone on the proper angle...
You're blushing, embarrassed, but your body is...misbehaving, your nipples hardening...you start to feel a moist warmth between your legs...and this feeling of arousal embarrasses you further, which arouses you further...It's not helping that I'm taking my time getting in, increasing your exposure, embarrassment, AND arousal...By the time I get in, you're VERY excited, which doesn't go away when I close the door, offering your nakedness SOME cover, because you're in one of your most arousing situations; naked in front of me, while I'm dressed.