Vacation Awaits

**Author's Note**

Sometimes you have no idea how you got there. But you remember every detail. From the time you first had that feeling, to the time it all came together.

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"I have to admit, you look really nice in that," I said.

"Oh, thank you? I had a feeling you'd notice. I just wasn't sure you would say so."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Just don't let others know what you're noticing. Sometimes you have to keep it to yourself because of what others might say."

"So in public it's not polite to stare."

"Exactly. Others will treat you differently just because they catch you briefly noticing a beautiful person. But it's normal. So... does this jean jacket work with the outfit?"

"Sure. But your white shirt under the jacket is a little thin. It's making it hard not to notice..."

"Oh! They're being bad, aren't they?"

"Maybe I should've gone with a padded bra when asking for your opinion on an outfit. I was lazy. I hope you learn to enjoy this part when you have a girl of your own. Most guys will complain that we have plenty of time to pick what to bring on vacation."

"I guess this is entertaining enough."

*How have I never noticed how thick her nipples are?*

"In keeping with the theme of entertainment... we are going to the beach, so let's get your opinion on a swimsuit."

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**The Fitting Begins**

"Oh, I didn't expect you to already be wearing one."

"We're going to the beach. Everyone will see us in swimsuits, right?"

"Yup."

She wore a classic black one-piece halter swimsuit. A see-through shawl hung loosely, teasing the curves underneath. A straw hat topped the look -- pure vacation elegance. As she walked away, I caught myself watching. And I could have sworn I heard, *"All I get is a 'yup'?"*

"Okay, next. Do I look okay in this one? I could wear it to the beach -- we'll probably get in the water too."

"Oh I see the difference, yeah. A two-piece is definitely not a lounging-around bikini."

The turquoise two-piece hugged her in all the right ways. Parallel strings and knots holding the fabric in place. Cut above her hips, and the front just slim enough to reveal the crease where her inner thigh met her hip. Again the fabric! So thin it seemed painted. Revealing the form of her nipples.

"You don't have to keep looking away. It's just us."

I tried to relax and take it in. The screen saver kicked in on my laptop -- travel photos fading in and out. My fingers jittered slightly on the trackpad. She turned to walk away, this time without the shawl, giving me an intimate view of her figure.

Next came the black bikini with white daisy patterns. Thin spaghetti straps, and scrunched fabric that pulled its self between her cheeks. I couldn't make out her nipples through the pattern, but she was clearly feeling bolder. She kept turning, letting me admire all sides.

She stepped closer, almost whispering, "It's nice to know I can still get someone flustered."

"You're fit enough to wear all of them. I'd go turquoise for the pool, daisy for the beach. The daisy one would give fewer tan lines."

"That's a good observation. Aren't you the clever one... Vacation awaits."

She slung a towel over her shoulder and strolled off. I caught the flex of her hamstrings as she walked away. I had been shaken up by her meaty but toned legs in that skirt from earlier. I can't wait to see what her friends will be wearing. Moving into a home with a pool seemed like an unexpected upgrade to life.

"Let's go down to the pool. I'm already dressed."

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**Scene: At the Pool**

Being in the water was no different than before -- except it was ours now. Diving, jumping, playing. But every time she climbed out, I caught another glimpse of that scrunched-up daisy bikini pulling tighter between her cheeks. Eventually, I said I was done. It was late. But truthfully, I just got rid of my boner. So I needed to hurry to the shower before it came back. My mind was swirling about what I got to see tonight.

As I showered, I could hear footsteps slapping on tiles behind me. Then they stopped -- right behind me -- to my surprise.

"Can you help me untie this? I want to rinse without tangling it."

I looked back and caught myself watching as she rinsed her hair, but I hesitated. Which is why the next thing happened.

She turned to face me, and as the water poured down her chest, I saw the knot -- and pulled.

I had tugged the string, and the falling water pushed the cups to the side immediately. She opened her eyes abruptly, but not out of shock, and just smiled.

"It's okay. But there is one in the back."