John stood waist deep in the water and looked at Gina, as she took off the light cover-up she'd worn over her swimsuit. She rolled it up and set it on the sand, then stood and looked out over water. A wave broke around John, almost knocking him over, and when he looked back at her, she was standing at the edge of the water, grinning at him.
She was beautiful, standing there, wearing only three small triangles of cloth. It was late August, and the water was as warm as it ever gets in the Great Lakes. John relaxed in the cool water, enjoying the pleasant relief it offered from the 90-degree air inland. The surf broke around him, occasionally lifting him off his feet as he watched Gina slowly wade out to him.
Gina yelled briefly as she lost her balance in the surge, then came up grinning. "I've never been where there's surf before," she said. "This is fun."
"That's why I brought you here," John said, grinning as she shook her wet hair out of her face. "Want to try body surfing?"
"I don't know, is it safe?"
"Watch. Get used to the feel of the water while I show you."
The surf on the Great Lakes isn't usually high enough for serious body surfing, but you can ride an occasional wave. There was a brisk breeze blowing towards the shore, so the surf was high enough that John had fun showing Gina how to do it. Fifteen minutes later, Gina had found her wave and let it wash her onto the fine sand of the beach. She laughed as she sat up and let the next wave wash the sand off her front.
"You OK?" John called, not sure she could hear him over the sound of the surf.
"Sure," she called as she got up and waded out towards him. "That wasfun," she said when she was close enough to talk without yelling. "I've got sand in my bikini, though, ugh."
"Take off your suit and clean it out," John suggested.
"What?" she said.
"Who's to see," John asked, scanning the empty beach. "We're a quarter mile from the nearest people, and you're under water; there's nothing to be modest about..." John lost his balance to a wave, and when he came up Gina was laughing at him.
He grinned as he saw her bend down to take off her swimsuit's bottom and then wade out into deeper water before taking off the top. As she undid the bow that held it on, she lost her balance to another wave. She came up sputtering and yelling something.
John couldn't make out what she was yelling until he got closer. "I let go of my swimsuit when that damn wave hit," she said, looking angry.
John ducked under the water and looked. He couldn't see very well under the water, but the suit ought to have been easy to see. He saw Gina, standing in all her naked glory, and occasionally being lifted by a wave, he saw a small fish swimming nearby, staying in one place with its head pointed towards the beach, but he didn't see a swimsuit.
As he came up, he realized what the fish told him. "There's a bit of an undertow here," he said, "nothing dangerous, but enough to take away a swimsuit."
"So what do I do?"
"Relax and enjoy it?" John said, grinning at her. She didn't return his grin, so he thought about what they had. "You wore a cover-up over your bikini on the way here, you can wear it when we walk back to the car."
"But it was almost transparent!"
John grinned again. "We'll walk back through the dunes to the parking lot, that way, we won't run into any crowds."
She looked seriously at him and then at the long line of dunes. The lot was behind the lighthouse that rose over the dunes half a mile away, and most of the people who used the beach were there as well. "OK, I guess that's as good a plan as any. Want to go get my shirt and shake out the sand before I get out of the water?"
"Why hurry," he said. "We've hardly been in the water 20 minutes, and I like seeing you swimming nude. It's really getting me hot."
She looked at him with a pained look, but before she could respond, they both lost their balance to a wave. When John came up, Gina was laughing.
"OK, we'll stay," she said. "These waves are sort of fun."
