Read my previous story, 'Arrival and Day 1' first to know more about the context and setting of this story.
Day 2
The next morning, I was awakened by rumbling in the bathroom, followed by the gurgling sound of Therese's morning pee. I smiled and thought back to her open pussy that she had so unashamedly shown me during the night.
"Sorry Debbie darling, I urgently need to go to a counsellors' meeting. I'll see you later somewhere".
"Most definitely," I smiled back, and away she went.
In the bathroom, I let my kimono slip off and looked at myself naked in the big mirror, wondering if she would want to see me now too, and at the same time also if I could be as bold as her. Splashing my face and picking up a towel, Therese's panties dropped to the floor. I picked it up and felt the soft silk fabric between my fingers, crimson red and transparent with embroidered flowers on it. I held her panties to my face and recognised the smell of her pussy. Softly I kissed her. No time, however, to dream away any further as there was a busy day ahead for both of us.
After breakfast, our little group gathered and Therese introduced the schedule. She had arranged bikes and we would go to the beach to get inspiration for different actions in an exceptional setting.
We each prepared a simple lunch and in no time we were ready with bikes in hand. The boys rode in front, Therese behind and the girls in a twittering troop still behind. I stayed at the very back to make sure no one was left behind and we didn't lose any expensive equipment.
After half an hour of flat abandoned roads, we arrived at the beach. We attached our bikes and strolled along the wide beach and surrounding dunes to find interesting spots. The boys were more into building structures with wreckage in the trees, while the girls chose to come up with situations and endurance tests in pairs of two.
One cycled around a very large puddle after which she walked very slowly from afar towards the other, through the water that did reach their waists in the middle. After a while they were soaked and had to drag their wet clothes along. Two others leaned against or on each other in various poses like planks for as long as they could, in the loose sand or in shallow water. They changed places and roles and positions all the time until it was almost impossible to follow who was doing what with who.
Therese mostly kept in the background, observing and taking notes, also doing quick sketches of some poses with the breathtaking wide views around us. She really was a gifted artist.
Nothing in her pose or face betrayed that she had let me enjoy her dashing nudity just the previous night.
I walked from here to there taking pictures and occasionally filming bits. The girls had apparently prepared themselves well because they had put on similar clothes, loose dark trousers, alternating white and black t-shirts, and black panties. Every now and then they changed clothes without any problem and I saw another whole revue of beautiful bodies and breasts in different shapes and sizes passing by. Sometimes a breast or nipple would also slip out of a sleeveless t-shirt during an endurance exercise, and I could look at them a bit longer with the excuse of taking photos or filming. Although it was nice to look at a nipple a bit longer, my thoughts kept wandering to Therese's beautifully dark erect nipples, upright in the dim gloom setting in our room last night.
After lunch, I decided to take a quick dip in the water. I had grown up with the ocean nearby all the time and was constantly going swimming with girlfriends in a small secluded bay. Often we swam naked, or at least only in our panties, used to have our breasts naked and showing among best friends.
So I found a somewhat secluded spot where I could leave my clothes between some bushes and rushed to the nearby water wearing only my panties. As soon as I was a little deeper, I swam back and forth a bit, keeping an eye on my clothes, enjoying the water running along my body. I felt the caress along my breasts, which became firm from the cold water. It also made my nipples stiffen. There's really nothing more enjoyable than the gentle all-encompassing caress of water around a naked body.
I hurried back to my pile of clothes and dried myself as best I could with my jumper, took off my wet panties and put my jeans back on like that. Even my bra didn't really seem necessary with my small breasts, just my loose t-shirt would do.
"Nice," I heard suddenly, as Therese came from behind the bushes. She smiled. "Nice to see you like this in the bright sunlight, most beautiful!"
I blushed and realised that she might have seen me completely naked, and now knew that I had neither bra nor panties on. A strange sensation, but not all uneasy.
She looked deep into my eyes and said we had to rejoin the group regretfully to take a few last shots at sunset before starting the journey back.
During the bike ride, I felt the rough fabric of my jeans against my pussy and my thoughts wandered back to Therese, how she had seen me naked, but also how she had caressed her long smooth sex lips the previous night. Like her nipples, her lips were darker than mine, but the insides were bright pink. My own pussy was getting wet at the thought, obviously helped by the rhythmic moving of my jeans against my naked labia.
After we stowed our bikes, Therese called us together to discuss the course of the day a bit. There was little time left to decide on the outline of presentations that would be presented to all participants and supervisors by the end of the workshop. Tomorrow morning we would start right away so the rest of the day and evening students already had to work out proposals.
As Therese gave her explanation and looked at everyone sternly, I noticed that at the same time she was constantly glancing at my breasts. Due to the cold water and wind blowing under my t-shirt on the bike, my nipples were pronged forward, clearly visible under the thin, white cotton t-shirt. She also looked straight into my eyes which made me presume that my hard nipples had caught her eye and she wanted them.
After the meeting, I went to our room and took a hot shower to wash the salty sea water off me. I left the bathroom door open, keeping in mind that Therese might enter.
Despite my procrastination, she did not appear and I got dressed to be back with the group in time for dinner.
When I opened the door to go to the dining room, she just arrived, out of breath. "Oh what a pity, I still rushed but apparently I'm just too late."
"Too late for what?" I asked sheepishly.
"To whisper to you that I saw beautiful, exciting things earlier today. And I'm dying to see more and savour the delicacies with kisses, more kisses and untamed passion."
I agreed that it was unfortunate, "but if you are not too tired later on tonight, maybe we can make up for it." I blushed and knew I couldn't hide how much I longed for her naked body close to mine.
"Even if I were tired, it won't be difficult to take my mind off things and continue our exploration together, along with the graceful seahorse standing here before me now," to which she took hold of my head and pressed a firm kiss onto my lips.
Dizzy, I walked down the corridor and sought a seat in the dining area for dinner.
Dinner was rather chaotic because the team responsible for cooking started late and there was also a group that was lost for a while and only returned from another village halfway through.
