The Beach

The beach it is! She felt a slight shiver run through her spine.

The beach wasn’t too far from home, roughly a 15 minute drive. Rachel contemplated nicking Claires car, but thought better of it, if she got caught driving the new Porsche there would be hell to pay.

She ran up to her room, careful not to bump into Claire or her dad and quickly emptied her rucksack and extracted her flimsy looking bikini. As she held it up to the light she felt a flutter in her stomach. This was exciting and slightly scary at the same time.

She put it on, felt the straps dig in to her hips, and back as she tightened it. Then she grabbed a bright white linen shirt and a loose-fitting pleated tennis skirt. The lightweight fabric felt perfect for this blazing heat eradiating from the tarmac and the sand. Then she grabbed a pair of flip flops. Her outfit was complete.

She admired herself in the mirror, she certainly looked the part! Like some high end 25 year old. Satisfied, she left her house and started on her walk.

It didn’t take long for her to notice the skirt might have been a bad idea. The summer winds hadn’t picked up and it was mostly just a mild warm breeze, but any sudden gust of wind dragged the skirt up and to the sides.

She had to remind herself that she was technically covered underneath her skirt, but but what she was wearing was even skimpier than a thong, so the wind felt like cool hands exploring her inner thighs and every crease of her bikini.

The walk was much longer than expected, after about 45 minutes she finally reached the beach, slightly panting by the long walk. The beach was filled with students such as herself, families with whiny children and old men whom she suspected have alternate intentions than just staring at the waves…

She made her way to the far end of the beach where it was less crowded feeling fortunate to find a free sunbed slightly excluded from the rest, right next to the lifeguard shack.

Holding her breath, heart racing, she took off her top, and discarded her skirt, placing them in her bag. This felt amazing. The salty cool ocean breeze brushed against her skin, warmed by the summer sun and grainy sand. She took her sunlotion and began applying it to her skin. The bikini bottoms served as a challenge as she inadvertently had to move the thin thigh-straps, nearly caressing herself as she made her way to her crotch. She felt a slight tingle as her hands brushed against her.

Once satisfied, she laid back on the sunbed, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Heya Rach!”

Rachel awoke abruptly from her snooze.

Jenny, Tina and Tom came walking by the shore.

She felt a blush flushing through her body. Especially since Tom, was with them, she had supressed a crush on him for years. Not ready to involve herself, but his body was … distracting…

“Wow! That’s quite an outfit you got on Rach, is it a bikini?” Tina winked playfully. Jenny stood wide-eyed, frozen in place as she let her eyes drift over Rachels body, the low-cut front, the white triangles pressing against her breasts, unconsciously biting her lips as her eyes locked on to Rachels chest.

Tom was utterly lost for words, eyes transfixed between Rachels thighs. The tight fit of the fabric pushing against Rachel gave off a strong impression of the feminine crease underneath.

Rachel cleared her throat.

“Oh heya, ye I just got it on. Looks good no?” Rachel said attempting to be confident

Jenny stammered

“Yeah, it looks really good on you” Jenny answered with a nervous smile.

She suddenly felt very conscious of her own choice of swimwear. Her outfit was Rachels polar opposite, a modest bright yellow swimsuit. It clung to her firmly, the label said it was supposed to provide a push-up effect for her bust, although it was barely noticeable. She remained mostly flat.

Tinas was wearing a timeless black two-piece which highlighted her ample curves. The fit itself was modest, it was Tinas curves that made it feel edgy.

Tom was wearing a baggy pair of black shorts, which seemed to grow tighter in the crotch region.

Rachel felt her heart racing as she looked at the three. This was what she wanted, this reaction right here. She spread her legs playfully to give Tom a closer look.

The bikini was perfect.

This was perfect.