Bring on the beach!

You grab your swimsuit out of your bag and suit up. After you put your sandals on you head down to the bar. The heat of the sun beating down on you is immediately noticeable as well as the salty air. You're thankful for the shade around the bar and look for a good spot to sit where you can take in all the sights. You find an empty stool at the bar and straddle the chair, looking for the bartender with a sudden thirst for something alcoholic.

The bartender notices you pretty quickly. She's wearing an orange and white striped bikini top which barely seems to hold in her tanned D cups. Her hair is brown and curly and reaches down to those lovely breasts. She smiles at you and asks, "What'll you have?"

Maybe you think it's time for a change, so you ask her to mix up one of their tropical drinks. She winks at you and says, "Coming right up!"

You can't help but notice as she adds bottle after bottle to her mix and shakes the glass that her tits bounce with every move. And now that she's a little further away you can see her perfect ass in tight denim shorts covering little more than a thong would.

A wry smile begins to form upon your face as you see her returning, with a large orange and red drink in hand. A small blue paper umbrella rests atop it. "Here you go sweetie. A genuine original from the Beach-Comber."

"Now, if that doesn't knock your socks off, you just let me know, and I'll see what I can do about turning it up a notch." She offers a wink and her smile is genuine and comforting.

"I'm Bethany. What's yours?"

"I'm John"

"So what brings you here, John?"

You take a long sip of your fancy drink and begin to tell her about your friend Samantha and her mysterious invitation. You admit that a large part of the trip is to get a break from work, but you've got your worries about what Sam has gotten into this time.

Bethany looks at you and you notice her hazel eyes for the first time. "Samantha, huh? Don't know her. But if she's been at the research facility there's a chance she wouldn't come around here much. They try to keep the geeks away from any of the distractions." She says as she motions toward the many young women and men barely dressed in bikinis and speedos on the beach. "I'll keep an eye out for her John. But until then, I suggest you take advantage of the fun we got here." As she licks her lips and tosses yet another sly wink your way.

You nod your agreement and pull out your phone to see that Sam has texted back.

"Great! I'll catch up with you this evening. Meet me at the bar around 7."

Well, looks like you have a few hours to spend.