It all started with the charity raffle. I almost didn't get a ticket because they were $50 each, but the proceeds were going to support the children's hospital so I got one. Quite a few really nice prizes had been donated so there was a lot of incentive. I was pleasantly surprised to get the call that I'd won the top prize; a one week vacation for two on the island of Jamaica.
It's amazing how many people were now my best friend. A teller at the bank told me she had the perfect bikini as it was very skimpy. The receptionist at my gym flat out told me that if I took her, I wouldn't need a second bed. The irony was that in the last year I had asked each of them out on a date and they had said no. I lost track of the number of guys who asked to go. In the end, it was an easy choice to make. I took my cousin Michelle.
Even though she is four years younger than I am, we still did a lot of things together growing up. Since we were each only children, whenever our families got together, it was only us. We got along great, always finding things to do that were good for both of us.
Michelle is a very beautiful woman. She has long, jet black hair that shines. Her soft brown eyes are like a cute puppy's. High cheekbones and sweet lips finish a lovely face. Her body is wonderfully proportioned. Her breasts sit up nicely and are the perfect size for her body. Her legs are smooth and silky and look awesome when she wears heels.
If we lived in a large city, she probably would have been modeling when she was fourteen or fifteen. As it was, she didn't get noticed until her last year of high school. The man who took her senior picture sent it out to a friend who gave it to someone else in a modeling agency. They sent out a photographer who did a full workup on her. The end result was an offer of a three year contract to model for them.
Over the next three years, while I started my business career, we received post cards from all over the world as my cousin went on many shoots. My aunt was always showing me the magazines she was in. Every time I saw one she looked more beautiful and glamorous. She even managed to make the cover of one.
When her contract was up, we were all surprised when she quit and came back home. She told us that it was way too cut throat for her and far too many of the other models were backstabbing divas. It just got to the point where it was no longer any fun. She decided to take what she made and open an upscale dress shop. It didn't take long for it to become one of the most popular shops in town.
When I asked my cousin if she wanted to go with me on the trip, she was thrilled.
"I love the Caribbean," she said. "I did several shoots down there. Here, look at these."
She showed me a bunch of photos from a bikini shoot she did in Barbados. She looked so sexy in all of the suits she wore.
"I know why you quit, but it is truly a shame you are no longer modeling. I believe that the world is being deprived of a real treasure. You look awesome." was my response.
"You say the sweetest things," she said while giving me a hug.
When the time came for us to leave, we had an early morning flight. I was a little grumpy from having to get up so early, but I soon got over it. Michelle was so happy it was not possible to be down around her. The flight was uneventful except for a little turbulence over the gulf that wasn't bad enough to be a worry.
We got settled in late in the afternoon so decided to just have a quick meal and explore the city. We found some quaint local shops as well as some obvious tourist traps. We bought the obligatory post cards and vacation trinkets to show family and friends back home. Everyone we met was very friendly and hospitable. We were having so much fun it was late when we got back to the hotel.
In the morning, we slept in and then had a leisurely breakfast from room service, just the way it's supposed to be on vacation. Then we decided to hit the beach. Michelle changed in the bathroom while I changed in the bedroom. She was wearing a cover up over her suit when she emerged so I couldn't see what she had on. She put everything we would need in a tote, grabbed a couple of towels and off we went.
The beach was not crowded but still had plenty of people on it. As we walked along trying to find a good spot, my cousin held my hand. She told me it was to let everyone know she was taken. That usually cuts down on the number of men hitting on her. We found a space that was open and laid out the towels. Just before she took off her wrap, Michelle looked at me.
"I purchased a new suit specifically for this trip," she said. "I hope you like it. It's called the Black Widow."
My jaw dropped when she showed me her suit. It was black like the name suggested. The top consisted of a thin spider web pattern within sheer fabric. You could clearly see her tits through the fabric but the spider web part made it difficult to make out details. The bottom was pretty much the same with a smaller patch in the back.
"Well," she asked, "do you like it?"
"Dear lord, that's the most incredible thing I've ever seen," was my reaction.
She just smiled big and reached down for the sun block. Handing it to me she said, "If you do my back, I'll do yours."
I quickly agreed. I wanted her facing away from me so she wouldn't see the hard-on I was rapidly getting. I had her lie down to make it easier. Her skin felt great under my hands. I covered her top to bottom, including the butt at her encouragement. When I was done, I lay on my towel and she reciprocated. It felt awesome, almost like she was caressing me instead of rubbing in lotion. She took her time and when she was finished my dick was hard as steel.
We lay there soaking up the warmth for quite a while. After a bit Michelle turned over to get sun on her front. I glanced quickly as she was putting the sun block on. Part of me wanted to be the one rubbing it in but another part reminded me she was my cousin. Looking around I saw she had quite a few people watching her, and not just the men. The whole time we were there we talked and joked, having a good laugh every time someone came along and commented on her suit.
In the afternoon we decided to go find a place to eat. I had softened somewhat but was still a noticeable lump. Fortunately the shirt I had was long enough and loose so I was covered. As we walked along the beach, my cousin again took my hand in hers. We found a place right on the beach and ate.
"I've noticed something," I commented. "With all these women around in bikinis, even with your cover-up on, you seem to be the center of attention. It could be some of them know what you have on under it, but most of these people never saw your suit so it must just be you."
She smiled and let out a small laugh. "I know. I don't want to sound conceited because you know I'm not, but I get that all the time. Guys are constantly coming into my shop to look for dresses for their "girlfriend" that I know doesn't exist. It's a dead giveaway that they don't want help from anyone but me. While I was modeling I got comfortable enough with my body that I really don't mind the attention. The truth is I enjoy it. Why else would I wear a suit like this?"
"I'm glad you like it because I don't see it stopping any time soon. So, what do you want to do next?"
"It doesn't matter, whatever you want is fine with me. If you don't have anything specific in mind, I'd kind of like to go back and get more sun. I want to get as much sun as we can before going back home to the cold."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
We found another place to lie down. This time I noticed she took off her wrap before laying out her towel. Again we put sun block on each others' backs and again I got hard. I figured this would end up being a regular occurrence so just decided to live with it and hide it the best I could. Once more we had great fun talking, sunning, and joking around. In the late afternoon we decided it was time to wrap up and get ready for dinner.
I let her take a shower first to get the sand off. Michelle dressed for dinner in a halter top, skirt and sandals. She managed to make that simple outfit look awesome. We asked at the desk for a recommendation. We wanted to know where locals went to dine. He called ahead to make sure there was room and then sent us to a small, out of the way place. The ambience was very casual and the food was incredible. Michelle had jerk chicken and I had curry goat; we each had a few rum. They made us feel like we were eating at home.
