I liked doing what he asked, sexually. It was fun, and he often had great kinky ideas. We've been lovers since the first month of college, and we find all kinds of ways to have fun.
Like today! We were on spring break together, and we decided to do a little shopping and find me a new bikini. As it turned out, things got kinda crazy!
We were in a little shop along the boardwalk. I know, I know -- probably not the place to get great prices, but they had some killer bikinis! I found quite a few that I liked, so I gathered up several and headed for the fitting room. There were a couple bikinis that I really liked, but they didn't quite fit me the way I wanted. I'm pretty short and petite, and it can be hard to find suits that don't make me look like a kid. I'm pretty picky about it. Anyway, I'd put on each bikini and go back out to show him, and then go change into the next one. After trying them all on, and some of them twice, I finally decided on the first one I had tried. It was a beautiful blue color, the cups perfectly molded themselves to my tits, and the tiny thong showed off my best feature -- my tight bottom. The shape of it perfectly followed the curve of my hips, and it looked as though it had been painted on. He agreed with my choice, he said, but suggested I try it on again, just to be sure.
The dressing rooms were unisex, opening right off the sales floor, and the shop was crowded enough that nobody seemed to notice when he slipped into the stall with me. They were all doing their own thing, I guess.