My ex-girlfriend Emily proudly modeled her new bikini for me in the morning after waking me up. She had ordered it from Victoria's Secret, and had made a great selection. It was a basic string bikini, turquoise with little pink hearts on the fabric. The tiny swimsuit showed off her firm, jewel adorned stomach and ample bosom nicely.
"You look really sexy in that," I said. "Why don't you take it off and take care of this?" I asked, pointing at my morning erection.
"Is sex all you think about? There will be plenty of time for that later. Let's get going, it's almost ten o'clock already."
The clock by my bed confirmed her statement, and I somewhat regretfully accepted her request. "Ok, I'm up, and I suppose you're right. Finding a parking space will be tough at the beach, but if we delay too much it would be all but impossible."
"Yes, if WE delay too much," Emily said, rolling her eyes at my slothfulness.
I shaved and showered. When I stepped back into the bedroom Emily had put little lounging shorts on over the swimsuit, along with a white tank top.
"You can't go to the beach like that," she observed about my nakedness. I dug through my drawers and located my bright yellow swim trunks and tugged them on.
"Isabella cut up some fruit for us to eat for breakfast, and I made us some sandwiches for lunch. Go, eat, so we can get moving!"
I smiled at Emily's eagerness and kissed her forehead as I walked past her to the kitchen table. Isabella had left us a note.
Mi Carino – I hope you and Emily have a great day at the beach. I cut up some fruits for you to eat for breakfast. I will call you when I get done, I will try not to work too late.
Emily: Try not to tire him out too much today. I hope the three of us can have some more fun tonight on your last night here. It has been great so far!
Besos y abrazos, Isabella
I smiled at my girlfriend's sweet note as my ex came up behind me and hugged my back. "What are besos yi abrazos?" she asked using an American pronunciation for the Spanish phrase.
"It means kisses and hugs," I answered.
"Mushy," Emily said and bounded back into the bedroom to finish packing our beach bag. I devoured the remaining half of the fruit Isabella had prepared. When I finished Emily was already standing at the door in her sandals, bag over her shoulder and sunglasses on her forehead. She looked like a stereotypical California beach babe.
"You sure are an eager beaver," I said, pressing myself against her and groping her lush body.
"Yes, so lets GO!" she said, squirming away. I reluctantly put on a t-shirt and sandals, grabbed my keys, and followed her out the door.
The beach was warm and sunny, and although the parking was crowded we had little trouble finding an empty space in the sand for us. I saw more than one guy checking out Emily as she removed her tank top and shorts, standing on the beach in only her little bikini before lying down next to me. San Diego beaches are typically littered with attractive young women, and Emily certainly fit in. We settled in and didn't say much, instead enjoying the sound of the ocean and the warmth of the sunbeams against our skin.
"I think I'm gonna get my tongue pierced. I hear it makes blowjobs better for guys."
I turned and squinted at Emily in the bright sun. I supposed I had dozed off. I was struck once more how sexy she looked in her bikini.
"Can't say I know. I hear they can get infected easily," I answered.
"Yeah, well you have to clean it a lot. But it will give me some more attitude too, I think."
"Whatever makes you happy, go for it," I answered.
"So none of those girls you screwed between me and Isabella had tongue piercings?" she asked.
"One girl I made out with did, but we didn't get past the groping stage. So yeah, I'm a little curious what it feels like to get head from a girl with a tongue stud, although I'd imagine having a piece of metal in your mouth all the time could get annoying between blowjobs."
"Well I think they look cool," Emily said defiantly. A moment later she continued, "This has been a really great trip, even if it is a little on the short side. I just feel so refreshed and alive. I can get really upset and caught up in my day to day life, so getting away is always nice."
"And here I thought you just wanted some nice big cock," I joked. Emily punched my shoulder playfully.
"I'm here to relax. The cock is just a side benefit. It is awfully nice of Isabella to share," Emily stated.
"Yeah, I certainly appreciate it." Looking at Emily I once again pondered my feelings about her and the whole situation.
I thought for a moment before saying, "I'd like to ask you something."
"So serious. Ok what do you want to ask?"
"Do you... how do you feel about me?"
"I like you a lot, James. You're one of my best friends, and a good lover. I care a lot about you."
"And?"
"And what? Am I falling back in love with you? No. Not going to happen. We went down that road, it didn't work out. I have no regrets, but I don't go back." With her words my little moral crisis was resolved. Isabella loved me, I loved Isabella, and Emily and I were just close friends. Everyone was happy with our arrangement.
"What you, me and Isabella are doing is just fun. Its effect on you and Isabella is your business. She obviously loves you a lot, but I do wonder if you're really meant to be together in the long run," Emily stated.
"She's amazing. And yeah, we do have different backgrounds. She wants to ultimately return to Puerto Rico, and even though I speak some Spanish I'd have a hard time fitting in there. Plus their economy isn't as strong as here; it might be tough to find a job."
"Have you two talked about it?" Emily asked me.
"We have. We're just taking it one day at a time right now."
