Part 1
Ripples cascaded across the once smooth surface of the water. The breathtaking reflection of the moon waved and warped. Coming up from the water moments later was Mellissa. I wasn't at all concerned she ruined the picturesque view of the sky, for she was far more beautiful.
I stepped closer towards her and she looked up at me. It's funny; the water did little to cool the blush from her face. My precious Mel had tried to be a tease on our little trip. She is so very shy, so if not for her announcing a surprise, I wouldn't have expected anything. She chose to get changed for swimming in private in the bathroom. She did seem giddy for our first day of travels. She had even asked me if there would be a pool at the first motel we'd be staying at.
Mel had popped her head out from behind the bathroom door after a couple of minutes and she made me promise I'd behaved. When I uttered the words, "I will," I was lying to her face. I think even if I had intended to be sincere, I still would have broken that promise instantly, however unintentionally.
My Mel had dressed in a suit that wasn't like anything I'd seen her in before! It was probably more revealing than any underwear I'd seen her in, including anything I could have had imagined in my wildest fantasies. Sure, I'd seen riskier suits on other people. This was Mel though. Knowing Mel wore it just to excite me was an extra bonus too. The tiny little strings that held it in place, the taught triangles hiding her naughty bits, and the fact she blushed just from having me see her in it solidified my very quick response to whistle in approval.
I was the one dressed more conservative. The dark blue of my one-piece swimsuit contrasted heavily with her white two-piece. I wasn't going to be looking at my reflection all night, so I didn't care. No, tonight I was very much going to keep my eyes on Mel.
It took some convincing, but I got her to leave our room. My whistle nearly made her want to change to one of her more regular suits. I apologized and assured her it was an automatic reflex to her outfit. She relented her position and agreed to come join me in the pool.
Like most motel pools, this one was surrounded on two sides by the motel, the motel itself being a two story complex. It was a slow night. Everyone seemed to have turned in; only a couple of windows still had lights lit. The pool was empty, something Mel made sure of.
"Kara!" Mel whined. She was starting to get impatient, probably wise now to the fact I was ogling her. It was honestly a characteristic I found adorable, her shyness. I've seen Mel naked of course, but that didn't change how much she'd blush from a bit of attention from me. She was the type who definitely preferred the lights off or dimmed at most when we spend the night with each other.
I eventually slipped into the cool water myself. The weather and water were both perfect. It had been a hot day, so the air was still warm. The water though made you forget all that and feel at great balance. I quickly made my way to my Mel.
"I'm really glad no one is around. Really nice to be free with just you in this big pool," Mel said. I could tell she was doing her best to try and make the conversation about something that isn't her suit. I'm pretty sure she knew how ready I was to start complimenting her.
"Very nice, yes. I wouldn't want to share a sweet thing like you with everyone else," I flirted. I think her blush was almost about to die down, but it quickly refueled. I took her hands and started to lead her around the pool with me.
Mel tried to deflect, "Kara, only you want me like this, I doubt you'd have to share." She was following with me now, our path a circle in the pool as we made a lap.
"Melissa, listen to yourself. You must be nuts. That suit is nothing but cute, tiny, adorable, naughty, delectable-" I began before she cut me off.
"Kara! Enough about the suit! I knew this would only encourage you!"
I giggled, she was already getting worked up. "Doesn't matter what you're in, you're still cute, adorable, naughty, delectable-" and this time Mel punctuated my sentence for me with a punch in my arm! It didn't hurt, and if anything I just felt meant I had "won."
Mel tried to talk about how she was excited for our trip and all the things she planned to do. I followed along, but I was honestly still hung up on her new suit. Soon, I found myself unable to hold back any longer, and I pulled her close to me and kissed her.
"Whh-wa-what was that?" Mel asked.
"For being the best Mel," I cooed. I kept my arms to keep her close to me, but separated our bodies just a bit. I purposely looked down between us, letting her know what I was looking at. "That suit, you wearing it for me. I can't help but thank you a little," I explain.
She got bashful. I think part of her was proud of herself for doing it. That made me happy, she should be proud! I sure the hell was. "Well, I guess I sort of knew how much of a perv you were, so I accommodated a bit," she said.
I kissed her again. I couldn't get enough of her. Even though she was trying to act tough, I could tell she was just as embarrassed as before. My hands again pulled her against me. I bet she could feel her bare stomach against my suit, and that probably made her feel even more naked in her tiny material.
That thought really stuck with me, "even more naked." Mel was a gorgeous girl and seeing any amount of her was always a treat. Her being so nearly naked made me think what it would be like if she actually was.
Such lewd thoughts caused my hands to move on their own. They rubbed Mel's bare back and further down. The cloth over her bottom was their new target, feeling her bottom through them. We stood there in the water, it coming up to just a bit below our shoulders. I had our lips pressed, tongues just starting to dance, and I was feeling her up.
"Kara!" Mel hissed, though with a gentle giggle. She was still very red. I wasn't sure why she would stop us; I was feeling it pretty good. She remedied my confusing, "not out here, anyone could see us!"
Honestly, I hadn't thought of that. It had been so quiet. Without another soul around, I'd become overly confident. I was assuming we were somewhere private. Perhaps I didn't care if we were at risk. There was no reason two lovers on vacation couldn't have a little fun in the pool!
"Oh, but you wore this suit to have it be seen, right?" I asked. I grasped her hips and began to sway her, just slowly nudging her towards shallower water near the edge of the pool.
She stammered a response, "it's for you to see! I only came out here in it cause I thought we'd be alone!"
I giggled. This was too easy. "Oh, if it's just for me, and we are alone, what is the problem?" I again gripped her bottom. She flinched. I was ready to use this to my advantage. My Mel was easier now to maneuver, and I continued to get her to the shallow end.
Mel continued to wriggle in my grasp. She slapped one of my hands to try and get them off her bottom. She looked behind her and tried to make sure we were alone. Honestly, I was so caught up I wasn't looking as much as I should. However, my hands did leave her bottom. The water now came up to just above our bellybuttons. Mel was only an inch or two shorter than I, so I locked eyes with her as soon as she stopped checking for potential voyeurs.
We were both breathing heavily. I could see her barely covered breasts heaving up and down. I also saw what seemed to be round little bumps in the middle. Her nipples were hard. I was sure the air hadn't cooled so much that it could cause that yet. I licked my lips. She saw me checking her out but seemed almost paralyzed, tensing up as if waiting for me to say something.
I couldn't, though. I really couldn't. I wanted to say something like "Let's go back to the room," but that didn't seem possible. No, I wanted something that moment and I didn't think twice about what it was, either.
My hands flew up and within a second the fingers were curled under the bottom edge of Mel's bikini top. My fingers squeezed between the weaves and the soft flesh of her breasts. With one strong flick, I pulled the top up and over her breasts!
Mel nearly screamed! I think she would have if it wasn't for the counteracting gasp as well. Her voice caught and she stepped back. She looked down at her bared breasts, at her tiny and hard nipples, and then up to me. She seemed both shocked I did it, and also embarrassed by the fact she had no doubt I was looking!
I was sure of it; I felt her hard nipples as I had flipped the top up. I had just barely flicked them with the back of my fingers. I couldn't take my eyes off her either. The strings and triangles had tangled up and were bumped up now over her chest. She tried to pull and straighten it out, but wasn't doing a great job at it. She was essentially topless for me.
"I can't believe you Kara! My... my top..." she was nearly breathless. I loved watching this struggle for her to redress. She looked so helpless in a way.
She finally managed to get the top back into position on her own. She turned away from me, her face looked burning hot! I heard her try to mumble something, but nothing came out. I was relieved she didn't sound sincerely upset, but she was definitely rattled.
It was like a high for me though. This vulnerable side of my Mel was something I wanted more of. I got up behind her, and I whispered "Sorry." I kept my voice down. I felt she didn't need to worry about someone spotting us now. However, I wasn't going to be all nice. I leaned in further and playfully nibbled on her ear.
Mel arched her back and tensed up. My simple action caught her quite off guard. She softly moaned as I rubbed her hips. She tried to turn to look at me with a face that was ready to beg. She probably was going to say something but I covered her mouth with my own. As we kissed I felt her knees go weak.
