"You get everything?" Sara called from the water. The beach was more than a little breezy, and she had to raise her voice in order for him to hear her back at the car. He poked his head out of her SUV's passenger doorjamb and gave her a thumbs-up before drawing on his backpack and closing the door.
Truthfully, he was nervous as hell. He had been pointlessly rummaging around Sara's back seat in an attempt to either quiet his nerves or make up an excuse to leave when she called out to him and broke the spell.
He jogged back to the lake where Sara was waiting with her blue motorized canoe. She was wearing even less than when he had left, now clad in a small white bikini and a baseball cap. The thigh-length cover-up she had previously worn lay abandoned in the canoe. He thought he saw the outlines of her nipples through her top.
"My wallet must have fallen out of my backpack when we stopped for snacks at the gas station," he explained. "I thought I had lost it, but it was under your seat."
"I'm glad you found it! It probably didn't help that my car is such a mess," she said apologetically. "But I promise it will be smooth sailing from here." She turned to climb into the canoe, and it became apparent to him that she was wearing thong bottoms which essentially revealed her entire gorgeous butt. "Can you push us off, Connor?"
More nervous than ever and now with a stiffening cock restrained only by his swimming trunks, he pushed Sara's canoe the rest of the way into the water and got in. The tiny motor sprang to life with his first pull, and he pointed them in the direction of the opposite shore.
He and Sara had met a month prior at the grocery store where they both worked after she transferred to his department from another store location. Connor was a low-level supervisor for the merchandise department and was tasked with training Sara in store policy and procedures. He had immediately taken a liking to Sara for her outgoing and somewhat quirky nature.
He hadn't immediately noticed her stunning figure, as their grocery store uniforms weren't sexy or form-fitting, but they had run into each other at the gym one evening on the previous weekend. Sara had only been wearing a sports bra and spandex leggings, and her blonde hair had been thrown into a loose ponytail. She had a very flat stomach, fit-looking legs, a wonderfully plump ass, and what he guessed were C or D-cup breasts. She was barely 5'3" and she had a light tan over her body (the parts he could see anyway). Between her personality and her looks, Connor thought she was his perfect 10. Sara had explained that she was still new to gym equipment and asked with a big grin (and her arms squeezed together so her cleavage was even more pronounced) if he would show her around. He obliged, and they had spent the following hour chatting. Before they separated, she had asked him for his number, and their beach date was planned shortly after.
It was Sara who had insisted on the canoe trip on the lake. Connor would have preferred a more public setting for their first date, like the movies or dinner, but the thought of seeing what Sara would wear to the beach had pushed any kind of resistance out of his mind. Besides, beaches were public places too.
From the front of the canoe, Sara told him to head towards a large outcrop of rocks in the distance. He adjusted their direction and was glad she was facing away from him. The smell of her hair was intoxicating, and he watched her butt jiggle slightly as the canoe broke over small waves. From his perspective, she was naked except for the pieces of white string around her hips and chest. He noticed that the tan line across her butt and back did not match to the bikini she was wearing, and he suspected she had recently purchased it. Suddenly, she began searching through the small canvas bag at her feet until she pulled out a medium-sized bottle of sunscreen, which she applied in small amounts to her legs at first. To his shock, as she moved to her chest and stomach, she pulled her bikini top over her breasts.
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She seemed to massage her breasts more than necessary but pulled her top back down before she turned around to look at him. Between the view of her all-but-naked backside and the spontaneous breast exposure and massage, he had pitched a pretty large tent in his already small board shorts. She noticed immediately, and her eyes lingered deviously on the imprint of his cock in his bathing suit. Her nipples were very obviously erect under her top, and he convinced himself that he could almost see her areolas through the thin white fabric. He released the throttle a little so he could hear her.
