To the beach

The beach was the place to start, John decided. She wanted to get some swimming in, and check out the men (and the competition, for that matter).

As she strolled along the beach, she was amused by the mix of people. Many beautiful, lean bodies were in evidence, some of them obviously expensively maintained or even renovated. Still, there were a number of fat men with expensive tastes (and sometimes expensive girlfriends), as well as some older women who (unlike the men) had the sense to cover up the ravages of time (which didn't stop some of them from having boytoys in evidence as well.) A number of the younger women were exercising the topless option, but she wasn't sure she was ready to go that far yet.

She people-watched for a while, nodding pleasantly to people she passed, but after a while she could no longer restrain herself. She needed that plunge into the waves, the feeling as the ocean caressed her body (she could feel her nipples harden at the thought). She hurled herself into an incoming breaker, shivering with delight at the illusory cold of the warm ocean. There was just nothing like it!

As she stood up in the shallows, she suddenly realized with a start that the outgoing wave had taken her bikini top with it, and she was standing there with nothing on but a near-thong bottom!