When I was going out with Stu, we lived close enough to the shore along the east coast that we could go to the beach at least once a week, weather permitting. We found a very small beach about 150 feet long that, especially on a weekday, rarely had another soul on it.
It had some rocky patches so "sand beach purists" obviously went elsewhere. That was fine for my minimal-dress tanning purposes. There was a small quadplex of apartments close to one end of the beach but during the week, all the occupants seemed to be at work.
Since I bartend 4-5 nights a week, my days are always open. Stu and I try to plan our weekday outings around days that I did not have to worry about working later. He could sneak away from his job at lunch on slow days so we could have our beach day.
If you have read my previous story, you know we live in a duplex, renting the lower half. A couple of our upstairs neighbors have watched me work on my tan (and more) while I wore little or nothing. This beach story happened after I had decided to stop laying out at the house. I ran into our latest neighbor, John, on the driveway one day when I thought I was at the house alone. He sheepishly admitted to me that he had not only seen me laying out topless numerous times from his upstairs perch but that he had not 15 minutes earlier watched as I got myself off while laying out totally naked. Once I get going, I cannot stop. I swore John to secrecy and never figured out how to tell Stu about it.
I was not going to start tanning with a top on so not wanting to chance getting caught at a weak moment again, I just quit laying out at the house at all.
Our trips to this little beach allowed me to still tan topless at least once a week while the weather was warm. Stu loved my bronzed boobs and I liked the lack of tan lines. I am in my 20s, 5'6", and weigh 115 pounds. My light brown hair is a little past my shoulders. My legs are long, stomach flat, and Stu likes to see my ass in a thong. My 34C breasts stand out firmly from my thin frame. My nipples are extremely sensitive. While I am not overly modest anymore and I do enjoy laying out topless or totally nude, I do not consider myself to be an exhibitionist. I often show a little extra cleavage or wear tight shorts to work as I have found this usually increased my tips. What girl will not play her advantages?
We park on the street near the little apartment building. Back down the road there is a short path we walk down through some brush and small trees to our private beach. We always sit at a sandy spot about 2/3 of the way down from the apartment end of the beach. I guess someone in one of the apartments could easily see me with binoculars but I have never seen much activity there, especially during the week.
Once or twice one of our friends who lived nearby would see our car parked next to the road and would walk down to have a beer with us. On those unexpected occasions, we have heard them walking down the rocky trail in time for me to get my top back on before they got close enough to see much. Like I said, I am not overly modest but with some exceptions, I usually prefer to be around other people with both parts of a bikini on.
So one Tuesday, the weather was perfect when Stu did his lunchtime escape. I was feeling particularly randy and honestly, more than a little bit horny. Stu was in for a treat. I was going to go completely naked at the beach today but I wanted to tease him first.
I had stumbled upon a blue and white striped, Brazilian-cut, one piece bathing suit I had only worn once about three years earlier. It had a scooped neck that was not wildly daring but showed off the top half of my round boobs nicely. The Brazilian-cut let the sides and bottom of my toned ass show without being slutty. I loved this suit because when I saw it and tried it on, I thought the cut of it was just as sexy as a bikini.
I bought it pre-Stu to go to a pool party with a guy who had asked me out for the first time. After getting out of the pool, I had walked around talking with friends for a while when one of my girl friends mentioned the suit was a bit see through. I went to the bathroom and was shocked upon looking in the mirror. I had noticed my date (and several other guys I knew) checking me out rather boldly as we talked after getting out of the pool but I had thought nothing of it. In the mirror, I realized why they had been staring. Anyone could plainly see every detail of my hard nipples pressed against a white stripe that was totally transparent. The thin strip of hair over my pussy could easily seen only interrupted by a blue stripe in the middle.
Embarrassed but trying to be nonchalant, I wore a towel around me until the suit was dry and opaque again. Though it did turn me on to think about the experience, I had put the suit away after that day and never wore it near water again. I pulled the suit out of retirement to use its qualities while wet to begin my plan to drive Stu wild that day.
When we got to the beach, the sun was hot as we set up our chairs and cooler. When I removed my shorts and t-shirt, Stu looked a little surprised at my bathing suit choice. Maybe a little bit disappointed since I usually end up topless wearing only a thong. I walked down to the clear, blue water and submerged in the light surf while he settled in. I generally like to swim for a half hour when we first arrive but that would wait for a few more minutes.
The water felt great and I suddenly really felt like skinny dipping. I was getting excited as I headed back up the shore. Stu was watching as I began to emerge from the water with my hands up high squeezing the water out of my hair. I saw his mouth open a little bit as I walked up on the rocky sand. His eyes wandered my entire body as I walked up to him.
"Where did you get that suit? I love it," he said as he stared at my exposed chest. "You look like a wet t-shirt contest winner."
"Oh, this?" I said glancing down.
I told him about the only other time I had worn it. He reached out and started running a single finger over my right nipple. It was electric but I wanted to get Stu worked up, not have him turn it around on me. Not yet, anyway.
I took a step back from him and smiled.
"I am going to do my swimming now," I said as I slowly pulled the straps from my shoulders, stepped out of my bathing suit, and handed it to him.
He pulled me towards him with both hands on my ass. I could feel his hard dick through his shorts.
I playfully pushed him down into his chair.
"I will take care of you later."
I got away from him and jogged towards the water, feeling my boobs bounce and knowing Stu was staring at my bare backside.
I swam straight out about 100 yards and then swam parallel to the shore for about 30 minutes as usual. The water running over my naked body felt awesome.
I stopped swimming and tread water as I looked back towards the shore. I could just make out Stu sitting in his chair reading. I decided to swim towards the end of the beach near the apartment building rather than all the way back to where we had set up our two chairs. To reach this end of the beach was a shorter swim and I thought it would be a turn-on to walk naked down the beach. That should get Stu's attention, I thought.
As I approached the beach, I got nervous about being seen by someone in one of the two apartments that had windows facing our beach. I still saw no signs of activity and I only saw one other car beside ours parked on the street. I figured anyone there had probably already seen my little strip tease for Stu and my dash to the water anyway so I just walked up on the beach with nothing to hide.
As I started walking, I noticed Stu in the distance had taken off his shirt. He had also moved into my chair which was the only one I could see because an outcropping of brush blocked the view of the other chair.
"I hope he enjoys the show," I thought smiling to myself, planning on putting up token resistance when I got back down the beach before fucking Stu with enthusiasm. He was going to have to earn it though.
