"This morning I realized I had run out of clothes, and there was no washing machine in my apartment." I came as early as possible, hoping I could wash them unnoticed."
It wasn't true, but that's what Emma would have said, if someone had caught her. She had arrived at the hotel the day before, so she couldn't use all her clothes yet. She put them clean in the washing machine, just to make it appear believable. She had been planning this stunt for some time, and refused to wait any longer.
"Heck, if it turns out to be fun, I can do it again the next morning. Small chance to find anyone washing their clothes two days in a row," she smiled to herself.
She imagined, she would be visible but not intrusive. She wanted to surprise and amaze some lucky early birds, and let them see her without taunting them. She hoped, she could get away with it being a girl.
Emma put on her headphones, found a seat further back, and pulled her smartphone out of her backpack. That way, she couldn't be seen from the entrance and wouldn't hear anyone entering the laundry room.
She did this so as not to frighten anyone, and to make it plausible that she would not notice if someone came in and spotted her. Being completely naked except for her shoes, knee socks, and headphones had something more to it.
She started reading some erotica. At the moment, she couldn't concentrate on anything else. In fact, the waiting was becoming unbearable anyway. The story was titled "On the Beach,", and it gave her something to think about, "Clothes aren't going anywhere, and to be waiting here naked, sitting on a bath towel instead of being covered with one, seems silly. Also, returning later could be a lot more fun."
With that in mind, Emma threw everything into her backpack, grabbed her smartphone, and headed towards the beach. "Maybe it's not the headphones that turned me on," she smiled to herself as she left the laundry room.
The hotel had a beach nearby, but she wouldn't go there - it was too crowded. Instead, she walked along it through some fairly dense coniferous forest. Aren't they all dense, once you've found one? She just hoped she could avoid any scratches.
"I will probably have to walk this path twice, with nothing to cover myself above the knees," she thought to herself, excited rather than frightened.
Before entering the forest, she applied mosquito repellant. "You have to be a responsible adult," she smiled again.
***
Emma stopped at the tree line, and looked down at the beach and ocean in front of her. "Perfect," she thought to herself. Secluded from the hotel beach by a massive cliff, with no access except through the forest she came from. At this early hour, the beach was quiet and deserted.
She put down her backpack, took off what little she was wearing, and ran into the water, spraying it all around her.
She swam there for a while and then dove down to explore the ocean floor. The waves here weren't big enough to attract surfers, but they were visibly higher than on the surrounding beaches. Emma came up with a kinky idea, and as she exhaustedly emerged from the water, she gently laid down on the shore, putting her tummy on the sand. She spread her legs slightly, letting the waves hit her pussy. Each stroked her briefly but forcefully, making the coarse sand scratch her skin and caress her nipples. She let out a soft moan.
***
Emma woke up to someone calling her, and gently moving her arm. She must have fallen asleep eventually. Anticipating today, she hadn't slept much last night.
"Is everything all right?" he asked softly.
His voice was calm, his body - muscular, and he looked into her eyes. It was kind of charming, considering that, as she recalled, she was stark naked. Either she had been found by a genuinely sweet guy, or he was checking to see whether she had gotten sunstroke. Which would also be nice and sensible of him.
