You and I are together again, enjoying each other on a trip in the tropics. We decide to take a walk on a nude beach you found. The beach was not very big, but we just had to check it out! I was topless, in white thongs. You were naked. It was mid morning on a Friday. Not many people were around. We were enjoying our walk when I spotted a girl, reading a book, laying alone and naked on a towel.
I motioned for you to follow my lead. I lead you past her and set up our blanket about 15 feet from her. We were close enough for her to comfortably overhear us yet far enough away so she did not feel we were intruding on her space.
As I sat down, she looked up and smiled. She was built like me, a little younger, long brunette hair, no make-up and a nice wholesome smile. I smiled back and slowly removed my thongs. She watched me intently, then looked away; back to her book. You were standing next to me, watching every move we both made. An easy smile of realization crossed your face. You came over and laid down next to me. I was on my stomach. We began to talk.
"Honey, this is great! Are you having fun?"
"Oh, ya, Baby! This is great!"
"Good idea you had to check out this beach. I wonder if we'll find what we're looking for?"
"Dear," you said, "If you want to experiment with a woman, you are going to have to be a little more outgoing. If you see one you like, go right up to her and ask. What have you got to lose?"
"Well, the only woman I've seen that is sexy and attractive is the girl laying right next to us."
Now you know she heard every word we exchanged. She looked over at us. I pretended not to notice. You and she made eye contact. She nodded at you and smiled. You smiled to yourself and said, "Why don't you ask her then?"
I did not know what to do. I wanted to, but was suddenly shy. I snuck a look over at her and she was staring at me. Eye to eye. Then she let her eyes drift lazily down my body. Down and back up to my eyes. When her eyes came back to mine, she slowly rolled over, never breaking eye contact. She had full, ripe, firm breasts. She had a small, trimmed bush of dark hair. Her lower pussy was shaved clean. She was smiling encouragingly.
I smiled and got up. As I walked over to her, she smiled even bigger. She was looking at my body and must have liked what she saw.
"Hi," I said. "Did you overhear our conversation?"
"Yes," she replied.