Zipping up his backpack John looked up at his girlfriend Laura. "Okay, I think I'm all packed. Do you have everything?" The two of them were taking a week vacation from their Midwestern winter to visit his aunt and uncle in Hawai'i during Laura's winter break from grad school.
"I think so." Laura responded to his question.
"Okay. Well, do you still have a little space in your bag?"
"A little yeah. Why."
Instead of responding John walked over to their closet and after a moment returned with a couple items and handed them to Laura, saying "Stick these in there too."
Laura shook out the clothing he had picked out to take a look at them. Seeing a pleated cotton skirt that she knew to be scandalously short on her tall, thin frame and a button down white top she looked at him with raised eyebrows and asked "What are these for?"
"You'll see. It's warm in Hawai'i." He responded with a noncommittal shrug and slightly teasing little smile.
"Right..." Laura said in response, with a mock-angry glare, which brought a bigger smile in response from her boyfriend.
With bags packed they made their way to the airport, bundled up for the January cold. After checking in the two did their best to sleep or stay entertained with books through the uneventful, if cramped, flights to Honolulu.
They were greeted at the airport by John's aunt and uncle, Beth and Chris, and headed out to a nearby restaurant for dinner as they had arrived in the early evening and were hungry. Plus, as Chris pointed out, the roads would still be horrible with the later part of Friday afternoon rush hour traffic.
During dinner the couple chatted with Beth and Chris and enjoyed the warmth, which was a very welcome change to the cold weather they had come from that morning. Following dinner the four drove back to Beth and Chris' house where he and Laura would be staying in the guest bedroom for their time there.
The next two days, being the weekend, Beth, with occasional help from Chris who worked some on weekends, escorted the young couple around the island to give them a general idea of where things were and how to get around for when they were on their own during the week. They hit the usual tourist sites; the surfers on the north coast, Pearl Harbor, and Waikiki beach, to name a few.
Given that they had been accompanied by Beth the two hadn't had much opportunity to get up to too much in the way of sexiness, other than their usual bedroom sex, which was as always fantastic -- if a bit quieter than typical as they were staying in the guest bedroom.
Monday their schedule was totally up to them as both Beth and Chris were at work and had left them a car to explore as they wanted. They eventually wound up at the beach to enjoy the sun and warmth that they had been missing for the past several months at home. John was particularly happy about this because it meant he got to spend the afternoon with Laura wearing a bikini. While her bikini wasn't particularly more revealing than most bikinis it certainly still left most of her body exposed for him to enjoy. And being built a lot like a runway model Laura in a bikini was definitely a sight to enjoy. With perky, perfectly shaped breasts on the smaller side over a firm, flat stomach and long, toned legs she had, in John opinion, the perfect body, especially when wearing only a bikini.
So, John certainly had cause to find himself admiring his girlfriend's body as they spent the afternoon on the beach. And, judging by the looks he was getting from Laura she knew he was checking her out. Or maybe she was checking him out too, for, as John knew, she thought his tall, thin, fit body worth admiring too. In either case, John was more than tempted to take Laura behind the nearest bush to take advantage of their mutual attraction.
He did, however, manage to resist this urge and they continued enjoying the beach and the ocean. Although neither managed to do more than dabble their toes in the cold ocean water since being thin they both had a tendency to get cold very quickly, especially where water was involved.
Around mid afternoon John suggested they head back in order to avoid too severe a sunburn, to which Laura agreed. Plus John had another motive in mind as heading home at that time put them back at Beth and Chris' well before they were due home, giving them nobody to worry about hearing them. They took advantage of this privacy, with Laura crying out through two orgasms before John reached his own.
After a quick post-sex nap they still had time to share a shower and be cleaned up before Beth and Chris got back from work and took them out for dinner and to see a couple other sights for the evening.
The next morning John decided it was time for a little more excitement. After finishing breakfast the two cleaned up and headed to their bedroom to get dressed and ready for the day. As Laura started sifting through her bag picking out her clothes for the day John came up behind her to wrap her up in a hug before whispering "I'm going to pick out your clothes for the day."
"Huh? Pick out my clothes?" Laura queried, as that was definitely out of the ordinary.
"Yup." John responded simply as he gently moved her to the side before sorting through her bag until he found what he was looking for. Pulling out the skirt and top that he had had her add before they left he handed them to Laura. "Okay, wear these."
"What about underwear?" she asked.
"Nope, no underwear. Just those."
"But I can't just wear this stuff, I'll be barely decent! If that!"
"That's kind of the point." John replied as he stepped to her to pull her against him. "Just please, wear that stuff. For me? I promise I'll make it worth your time later." He said, making his best puppy dog eyes at her.
Laura looked up into his eyes for a moment before dropping her shoulders slightly in a little pout. "Okay fine, you know I can't resist when you look at me like that."
"Thanks, I promise I will make it worth it later." John responded before pulling her to him for a long, soft kiss. Breaking the kiss he said, "I love you," with a tender smile
"I love you too." She responded softly, before continuing in a sassy voice "Even if you do ask me to dress like a whore."
With a laugh John stepped back to watch as Laura changed into the outfit he had picked out. She first stepped into the skirt and settled it in place around her hips. Once in place it was short enough that the bottom of her firm, round butt cheeks peeked out the bottom. As she leaned over to pick the top up off her bag John watched with a smile as the skirt rose up, exposing more of her ass and almost showing the bottom of her pussy lips, which he was sure it would do if she bent over all the way. Next, the top went on, covering her bare breasts. Given the smaller size of Laura's breasts the top was just tight enough that her nipples brushed the fabric but not so tight that they were pressed against it. Which was the only thing that made it halfway decent as the white material was just sheer enough that John could make out the dark outline of her areola through the fabric if he stared hard enough. Plus with the top buttons left undone it was loose enough that when she bent over anyone on front of her would be offered a nice view of her bare chest.
"You are so gorgeous." John said before standing up to check his pockets for the car keys. "Now put these on and let's go before I decide to take you out of those clothes and back to bed." He continued, handing Laura her flip-flop sandals.
"Where are we going?"
"I thought we could start with a little shopping." Replied John as he led the way to the car.
As they drove John had trouble keeping his eyes off of Laura and on the road, and noticed that she too kept glancing down at herself and fidgeting. He wasn't sure if she was fidgeting due to nervousness or excitement. They had done some moderately exhibitionist things in the past that she had gotten into but never anything quite this daring and he hoped that it wasn't pushing her too far.