I woke up in the morning at the beachfront condo I rented. It was originally supposed to be a romantic couple days away until - well - I'll spare the details and say it was relationship issues. I figured I'd go anyway and could enjoy some alone time at the beach for a day, with everyone being gone, since it was off-season and midweek.
I grabbed some breakfast and headed outside on the patio into the bright sunshine and listened to the relaxing sound of the waves crashing on shore. To my surprise, I saw someone at the condo next door doing the same thing, a woman wearing a cover-up with presumably a bathing suit underneath. She had to be the only other person on this end of the beach. I said a polite hello and went on to enjoy my breakfast until a short time thereafter she was asking to borrow some milk. To make a long story short, she ended up joining me and we talked for quite a while. She was there for a girls' long weekend away, but her friend had to leave early. The conversation flowed easily, something that doesn't often happen with me, and we found we had a lot in common. She was also attractive. I was especially enjoying the cleavage I was seeing in the V of the cover-up.
After our breakfast chat she said she was going to lay out in the sun for a bit. While it was not my favorite activity - I generally find it boring - the thought of watching her in a less dressed state was quite appealing. I quickly went inside to change and joined her on the beach. The cover-up was gone and she was wearing a bikini that fit her body, especially her ample breasts, quite nicely.
She was applying suntan lotion to her legs, a sight that had me staring a bit until she spoke. "Instead of just standing there staring, how about making yourself useful?"
"What?" I replied. I looked at her face, finally. She was smiling, flattered at the attention.
She held the bottle up to me. "Make yourself useful. Could you do my back?"
"Oh, sure," I said and took the bottle. I started in the middle, rubbing my hands fairly firmly with the creamy lotion across her back, sliding some under the strap of the bikini top. I moved down to the small of her back. I got more lotion to do her upper back and shoulders. It seemed she was pressing back into my hands a bit in approval. She lifted up her hair with her hands so I could do the back of her neck and shoulders unimpeded. If I didn't know better, I would think she wanted me to do more. Or maybe I did know better and was just being clueless.
"Would you like me to do yours?" she asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." I replied.
So we switched around so she was behind me. The lotion was cold, briefly, but warmth of the sun and her hands quickly took care of that. I enjoyed her hands roaming across my back and took notice when she rubbed her hands slightly under the waistband of my swim trunks.
"You didn't put lotion on anywhere, did you?" she asked.