Our trip to the beach was shaping up to be a good day for us both. Amber had picked out a beach a bit "off the beaten track". It was a "wildlife preserve", that I gathered she was hoping would not be as overcrowded as more "touristy beaches" would. My first clue that things might be a little more wide open than they even had been so far came when I mentioned that I'd looked online to see if I could find a nude beach before we came to Florida. Half expecting her to give me that disapproving glare, she actually smiled slightly;
"And.....? Did you find one?"
I laughed and told her no, there were no official nude beaches. The closest one mentioned was done in the Tampa area on the other side of the state and even then it was unofficial. She looked somewhere in between disappointed and amused, but it certainly didn't get the negative reaction it often would have in the past.
We arrived at our hotel and changed quickly. We grabbed a fast food lunch and headed out for the beach. Driving past the entrance to the preserve, we started down a lonely looking two lane road. Over the course of several miles on this road, there were "service roads" off to the side, but we seemed to be driving down a rather deserted part of the coast. We crossed a marshy area and the road turned. We saw the first of what were marked as 12 public beach entrances. I assumed most folks would stop at the first few not venturing very far so we would drive a ways to see if we could find the least occupied. We finally settled on a sparsely populated lot with a handful of cars. We grabbed our gear and headed up the walkway. We topped the hill to see a couple small groups of folks to our right and another couple 1/2 mile down to the left. We picked out a spot half way in between those two and settled in. We swathed each others bodies with sunscreen and lay down on our towels to get some sun.
After a while, I went to swim a bit and then came back to check on Amber. While I was gone, she had loosened her top and pulled the straps down low across her breasts to try and maximize her tan. I was getting hard just starting at her as I walked back up. She sensed me standing there and asked if I was okay.
"Just admiring the scenery" I laughed.
"You're awful" she replied.
I decided I was going to go for a walk. In my own mind, I was looking for somewhere she and I could get away from the other folks. I walked both directions and eventually found a dune with a small area of cleared brush in the sand. It would give us a view of the beach and we could be alone for a few minutes. I envisioned enticing Amber to pose for me, nude from the waist up and her beautiful round breasts contrasted against the beautiful blue sky. I returned to find her lying face down, the straps of her top lying beside her rather than tied in the back and her enticing ass barely covered by swimsuit. She had gained weight and was always negative about her body, but her ass was a gorgeous shape and most important, it was mine. I did my best to talk her into going for a walk with me to explore the dune. I didn't blatantly tell her I wanted her to pose for me, but she knew I was up to something. She refused and asked if I wanted to join her in the water. We played in the ocean for a while, swimming a bit, wading out to ride the waves back in till we finally tired of the battle with the increasingly strong undertow.
We gathered our gear and headed for the car. Amber went back and forth to the back of the car several times and continued fussing with her swimsuit and the wrap she had to cover her while I waited. Finally she joined me in the front seat of the car and we started to make our way back out of the parking lot. As I turned the car back onto the long two lane road we had traveled through the marsh, I reached out to lay my hand on Amber's leg. As I did, she once again opened her leg towards me slightly. I lightly teased my fingertips down the inside of her thigh, lifting the light wrap she had put on over her swimsuit as we left. As we moved through the marsh, the road was deserted and I got bolder. As I lifted the wrap further, and caressed her inner thighs, my fingers ran up to tease along the edge of her swimsuit bottom. To my surprise, I found no swimsuit bottom. My fingers brushed across her pubic hair and my head turned sharply towards her, with what was I'm sure a look of excitement and surprise.
"What?" she said as she grinned a mischievous smile my way. "My swimsuit was sandy, I just wanted to be comfortable"