Continue drinking

You decide the bar seems like a pretty decent place to hang out, besides, Sam should be here a little later so why not.

"Bethany," you call out raising your glass, "Looks like I'll be staying here a while until she shows up. Mind bringing me another one of these?"

"Sure honey." She replies with a smile and begins the ritualistic shaking and bouncing you enjoy so much. You begin to wonder if you could continually ask for more drinks just to watch the show. But as you're there fantasizing about a personal dance by the bartender she snaps you out of it by placing the new drink in front of you.

"Here you go John." She bends over the counter as if to whisper something to you. Your eyes are immediately drawn to her large rack being laid on the bar before you, that deep cleavage, the perfectly smooth round tops of her tanned breasts just spilling out of her orange and white bikini top.

"Ahem, If your friend is involved at all with Transformika Laboratories or their weird experiments, you'd better watch out."

You shake your head and are snapped out of the endless cleavage and back to reality with a sudden confused expression upon your face. "Uh, what?"

"I said, if your friend Samantha is involved with Transformika, just be careful. That's all I'm saying." A sly smile forms on her lips and she lets out a little giggle as it dawns on her that you've been staring at her tits. Then in a more inviting tone, "You like what you see? I'm kinda fond of them myself." As she stands back upright, jutting those perky D-cups out at you.

You grin as you realize you've been caught ogling her. But apparently she doesn't mind. You begin to wonder how many times someone else sitting in this exact spot has done the same. She must be fairly used to it by now. And by the looks of it pretty proud of it too, and with good reason. Her body is tanned perfection.

"Hey, if for some reason your friend doesn't show up, give me a call." She slides a napkin over with her number on it. And with a wink and a bounce she hops back down the bar to greet the next customers that recently walked up. You stare at the napkin, and then back towards your cell, there's still some time left. Drink in hand and the lovely beach in front of you, it's all so very calm and relaxing. You stare out wondering what to do.