It was just another hot and humid August day, one of the hottest of the summer; I couldn't wait for you to get home from work so we could go for a swim and cool off. After dinner we changed into our suits and headed for the beach. You always tell me how hot I look in my pink and brown halter tankini and tonight was no different, I could tell by the look in your eye and the tone of your voice that you wanted me badly right then, but I wasn't planning on making it that easy for you tonight.
The water was freezing on our hot skin. You watched me intently as I tried to get used to it by cupping handfuls of water and slowly pouring it down my arms, and wiping it gently across my chest and shoulders, letting it trickle down into my suit, but I ignored your gaze and tried not to let the sinister smile that was building in my mind show on my face. You never let your gaze leave me as I playfully ignored your advances and swam away coyly pretending like I had no idea what you wanted. Once, you caught me and I rewarded you with only a soft peck on the lips and a slight glimpse of my breasts fighting against my suit. I quickly dove away again frustrating you even more, but this time, when I came back you saw that I had taken off my top and that my breasts were no longer struggling to be free but were floating playfully in the moonlight. I am not sure what was more exciting; the look of utter delight on your face as I swam near you or the way the water caressed my naked breasts with its tiny waves licking at my hard nipples.