Pete lugged his light bag and Leslie's heavy bag into their room. The guest room was decorated in sunset orange and sea-foam blues. It would be out of place anywhere but tropical Hawaii. Sea creatures covered the pillows and blankets.
Leslie opened her bag and grabbed her swim suit. It was a striped tank top swim shirt and dark blue boy shorts. It was a fairly modest suit, which was a bit boring for vacation. The best part was when she bent over, besides her great ass, but you could get a great angle down her top. Disappointingly, she went into the on-suite bathroom to change. Booooring.
Pete laid down for a minute and shut his eyes.
"Oh no," Leslie explained from the bathroom.
"What's wrong honey," Pete inquired.
"Oh, I must've taken my swim top pads out when I washed my suit last. Does this look okay?"
Pete opened his eyes and could definitely see more of a natural shape of her tits. The pads were meant to shape breasts and obscure nipples, basically more modest. Seeing as how it was hot in Hawaii, you couldn't really see any details. Leslie had great tits and was always insecure about being immodest.
"It looks great Leslie. You're on vacation. I'll bet no one will even notice."
"Okay, if you say so. Are you getting changed?" Leslie inquired from the bathroom.
She really did look good in a bathing suit. Even if it didn't show a lot of skin. She had long legs, tight ass, and great tits, a solid C cup.
"Yeah, give me a few minutes, I want to take a quick Power Nap," Pete replied.
"Okay, I'm going to go dip my feet in the pool," she exclaimed.
He watched that tight ass leave the room. Pete hadn't had a good Power Nap in a while and it was a long exhausting flight. He wondered if he should put the new swim suit she had not seen yet in her luggage now or later. He drifted off to sleep wondering if she would wear it or if it was a waste of money.
