There is a problem...

'I like your thinking,' she answers. 'But I haven't brought any swimming gear.'

'That's okay,' you smirk. 'We can go skinny dipping.'

Suzanne bursts out laughing. 'I bet you would like that. But I won't give you that satisfaction.'

'Suit yourself,' you say, shrugging your shoulders. 'You could always go in your lingerie, I suppose.'

She shakes her head, looking a little ashamed. 'I'm not wearing any...'

You look at her with a satisfied smirk, as you pour her the only glass of wine. You will drink from the bottle. 'Oh... wow... I would never have guessed... You look - I mean... Do you always - ?'

'Yes, I usually wear my underwear,' Suzanne says, taking a sip from the wine. 'Cheers. Just today, I figured; it's so hot. My dress is quite tight for my curves. I thought it would be fine. I didn't plan on running into you, and being whisked off to this little paradise.'

'Well, I'm sorry to inconvenience you with a nice gesture!' you say a little sarcastically, taking a sip from the bottle.

She laughs. 'I don't mean it like that. Thank you for this. Just no swimming for me, I guess.'

'Do you mind if I do?' you ask casually, already taking of your tank top.

'What, skinny dipping?' she asks a little confused.

'Yes,' you answer calmly.

'Just in front of me?'

'Yes. Why not? You have seen me naked already, on multiple occasions. You just confessed that.'

'I think that one sip of wine has already got to you,' she laughs.

'Maybe I'm just very confident about my body,' you smirk, lowering your short pants. Your just in your boxers now.

'I can see that,' she says, biting her lip. 'Working out a lot?'

'A little, here and there.'

She laughs. 'Congratulations. You can tell.'

'Thank you,' you say simply. 'But this, is all natural.' You drop down your boxers, freeing the monster that is hidden in your pants. Your cock hangs proudly between your legs, and Suzanne is obviously staring a little in shock.

'Well, you sure know how to impress a lady,' she smirks, after a while. 'You dirty boy.'

You just laugh, and take a sip from the wine bottle. 'Okay, if you've ogled me enough, I'm going for a swim.'

You turn around, and jump in the cool water. Suzanne stares after you, as you take a few laps around the refreshing lake. 'This feels so good!' you shout.

Suzanne shushes you. 'Don't shout! Someone is going to hear us!'

'Ah, don't worry! We're quite of earshot from anywhere closest, and people very rarely take this path!'

'What? I didn't hear you!'

You swim over to where she's sitting on the picnic blanket. But as you get closer, you see that she's sitting with her legs spread wide, and you can see directly into the dress. She wasn't lying when she said she wore no underwear. Her tight, shaven pussy is exposed in all her glory, and you find it difficult to act like you're not seeing it.

'I said, uh... that we're out of earshot from anywhere, uh... close by. And people rarely wander into this path... so we're fine.'

Suzanne notices you looking, but doesn't change her position, nor acknowledges it. Instead, she says; 'Well if you're sure... Maybe I can lay down a little, get some tan.'

'Sure you can. No one will see you here.'

'Hey, Robbie. Will you do me a favor?'

'Sure, what is it?'