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"No frigging way! You are NOT getting me to wear THAT in a MILLION YEARS!" I nearly shouted in her face as I backed up into a display in the store we were shopping in.
"Come on, it's beautiful, it will look gorgeous on you" her eyes twinkled endearingly and I couldn't tell whether she was laughing at my reaction or teasing me.
"There is no way in hell I would be caught dead in that thing!" I repeated adamantly.
"You could pull this off" she encouraged holding out the garment encouragingly.
Shaking my head I was horrified. The models that wore these things were practically naked, why wear a suit at all? You certainly could not go in public with these. Even in Brazil they weren't as tiny as these little wisps of material. Besides, I didn't want dental floss for my ass! A bikini should be made to entice, this was not enticing. This was bold nakedness with pasties for the nipples. A micro-bikini yet! They couldn't see that this was exposure, public indecency? "I'd be arrested in a heartbeat" I answered.
"Why do you have to be so difficult?" she asked with a grin.
"Less is not more in this case" I answered sarcastically.
She grinned to show she had been teasing all along as she shook her head. The store we were in was ultra modern, ultra expensive, and way over the top. The micro-bikini (I was shaking my head) were two pasties and a scrap over the labia lips with strings connecting the three spots of interest and dental floss up the ass. No way!
"What's wrong with this one" I held up a one piece that was bringing back the 1920's look with a little ruffle around the waist. It was perfect for someone of my age and disposition but we both knew I wouldn't be caught dead in it. It was perfect if I were matronly in the least, which I was a far cry from. I had worked this body too hard for too long to get it into the shape it was so I could wear a bikini.
She rolled her eyes hoping I was kidding. I grinned. I was fairly conservative but I had worked hard to get this body and anyone who knew what happened the last time I had worn a bikini on the beach would know how that had ended, I deserved to wear one with the body I had achieved. Now we were going to another state for some 'fun' on the beach and this shopping expedition was to pick out a new suit.
"Why do I need another suit?" I asked. "My other one is just fine and barely used."
"You might want several to change into, who knows what parties we will attend. You don't want to wear the same one over and over" she said reasonably.
I personally think the only reason we were in this store was so that she could watch me change into suit after suit after suit. This one needed a tuck there, this one didn't cup these right there, and this one didn't fit my ass quite right here was what I was told in various forms as her hands roamed, prodded, and poked around on my body to make sure of the 'right' fit. I have to admit it was a bit erotic the way her eyes smoldered as she 'helped' me pick out a few suits and I modeled them for her. The saleswoman wasn't any help, I think she knew what my girl was up to and just let us 'play.'
"Finally" I breathed as we left the store with a shopping bag with half a dozen nearly indecent bikinis inside but absolutely, positively, no micro-bikinis despite my girls disappointment on that issue.
"Come on, that was fun" her eyes twinkled at me conspiratorially.
I knew then that she had done a lot of unnecessary adjusting to my new wardrobe to just cop a feel but I grinned in response.
I have to admit the little red satin looking number made of man-made but god-like materials was a hot little thing as I looked at my reflection in the mirror of our condo that we had rented for this trip. Thank goodness my breasts didn't sag too much since there was no strap holding these babies up. Just gravity pulling them down and firm muscles holding them up. My broad shoulders showed no tan lines and my brown chest looked good above the line of the bikini top. Below was a tummy which looked to have a hint of a six pack with a beautiful cherry belly button ring dangling. Below that were brief briefs with high French cut sides giving the sexy bikini a hint of naughty elegance.
"Mmmm, you look good enough to eat" she said as her hands wrapped around my midriff to come together and give me a hug from behind and gaze into the mirror at my reflection.
I smiled at her statement thinking that cherry dangling was a bit much but anything for my baby. I turned in her arms to return the hug and look at the outfit she was wearing. It was much more daring than my bikini. "Your going to stop traffic with that" I admired the brilliant blue suit, what there was of it. The material held up her large breasts but the style was such that it looked like they were about to bust out at any moment, it tied around her neck and made me want to touch my lips to every inch of that neck and follow it down to those nipples I could see poking at the material. The matching bottom had a small patch for her shaved crotch and no embarrassing hair peeking out with a bit of material up the back crack barely covering her ass. She looked HOT, she knew it though with her olive colored skin and beautiful little body. I couldn't help but think we didn't need to go to the beach for a party with people when we could have a private party here at the condo. At my suggestion though she smiled a mysterious smile that made me think she had something in mind.
"Baby, we traveled across the country to meet these friends of yours, they would be upset if we didn't show up at the party they were throwing for you" she reminded me.
I smiled resigned, we were here to party, we were expected, we were the guests of honor, we were both horny, this was not a good combination and I knew we would BOTH be tormented in the hours to come. I grabbed a short sarong that wrapped around my middle and started enticingly below my cherry adorned navel and ended just above my well toned legs with whisps of material floating on my legs. The feel was like feathers on my skin and I loved it.
My girl slipped on a pair of shorts that matched her beautiful suit and we both grabbed a beach bag and slipping on sandals headed out to the beach and towards the spot my friends had asked us to meet at.
Grover Beach and Pismo Beach, California are known for driving your cars on the beach, atv's, and sand buggies. People camped here, climbed the dunes, and many brought families. It was a good place to party too though since we could have a bonfire and drink. It was a good time to be there and there were tons of people, all having a great time. We approached the group I had agreed to meet and I began to introduce my girl. No one here had met her before since I had moved to Florida to be with her. They admired her Latina good looks, her dark hair, her bounteous breasts, and her fine figure. I was so proud to introduce her to everyone and them to her. A few of the guys immediately made fools of themselves over her but then that was to be expected, a pretty girl and they had to show off or do something stupid, I laugh as I remember them doing the same thing to me when I was first introduced to this group before they found out I liked girls more than guys.
Someone had brought a couple of atv's and we each took a turn on them, sometimes with our arms wrapped around another person as we went speeding down the beach, laughing uproariously as we kicked up wet sand and played just inside the waves. Sometimes we drove them up the dunes at an angle so we wouldn't flip them and then sped down them just as fast as we could go. Someone set up a volleyball net and we took turns hitting it over the net as hard as we could with a 'no rules' rule in effect to everyone's delight. One of the girls lost her top when she dove for the ball and we all had a hilarious time over that one. Frisbee tag was dangerous with the guys versus the girls. I think they deliberately aimed for women's boobs to see the Frisbee bounce or something. It was a fun and eventful day, we all burned darker in the hot California sun.
I watched my girl interact with my old friends all afternoon and was pleased with how well she got along with those nuts. They seemed to like her as well. The guys flirted harmlessly with her, a couple of the girls as well, and I couldn't help but think we should have stayed at the condo and finished what we had started. She looked so good in her bikini I could only imagine peeling it off her delightful little body.
I caught her looking at me a couple of times and I know I made her pause in the middle of a conversation when I deliberately bent over with my breasts hanging just so and adjusted my sarong. Her eyes glittered dangerously when I glanced back up with a little grin on my face with eyes wide in a 'not so innocent' look.
It was beautiful as we watched the late day sun slowly sink into the ocean to the west. It cleared a lot of the families out unless they were camping on the beach. We all settled down around our campfire and roasted hot-dogs, marshmallows, and drank beer or California coolers, cheap wine that somehow tasted better around a campfire.
Talking old times, a few embarrassing stories came up and we tried to top one another with our outrageous and sometimes true stories as the evening wore on. A few of the couples walked off into the sunset and I took my girl with me as we walked hand in hand down the beautiful beach.
"I like your friends" she smiled.
"That's good, I think they like you too" I returned that smile as I turned to take her in my arms. The moment wasn't lost on me with the sun setting behind us, the waves gently washing on shore, and the sounds of people not too far away. "I'm glad we came" I said softly as I leaned down to kiss her. Immediately her mouth opened and I licked along her lips before plunging my tongue inside and caressing her tongue, enticing it into mine to suck on it. It was so romantic we both didn't want it to stop. When I finally came up for air we were both breathing deeply.
She leaned her forehead against mine and said with a gasp "that was nice."
My hands wanted to desperately to caress those curves I could see reflected in the twilight, it was so romantic there on the beach.