a trip to the beach

David pulled up to Laylah's house. Today they were headed to the beach, and while David opted to wear his swim trunks under his clothes, when Laylah came bounding out of her house towards his car, it was apparent Laylah was not doing what he was.

Laylah bounced across the lawn clad in a stylish black and white striped bikini. It was pretty standard as bikini's go, nothing flashy or overly skimpy, however the little strings holding the cups of her top were doing very little to support her large breasts as they jiggled with each excited step across the lawn.

The passenger side door swung open and Laylah poked her head in, "Ready to hit the waves, my dude" she said in a surfer-ish voice.

David rolled his eyes and said, "you bringing anything else? A beach bag? A Towel? Some clothes to wear over that suit?" emphasizing the word 'clothes' at the end.

Laylah looked down at herself for a moment and then back at the house. finally she leaned back, put her hands behind her head and said, "naahh, it's better to travel light."

David shook his head and put the car in drive, "You're still helping me carry the cooler and umbrella."

"Lazy ass." Laylah said with a small smile.