Yes

From her experience with the garbage man yesterday, Danielle was interested to go out nude swimming on the beach. She left her house and went there. She found a nice secluded spot, spread her towel out, took her book and large straw hat out of the basket.

After about an hour of laying in the sun, her body was in need of cooling down. The ocean water felt cool and refreshing against her heated skin, Danielle walked out deeper so the water was at her waist, she began to swim along the coastline, it was a long stretch of beach, so there was far in between people sunbathing and in the water. She untied the back of her top and the sides of the stringy bottoms. It felt amazing, the water hugging her breasts. she walked up to the beach and threw the bikini onto the sand, and then quickly back out in the water to get covered by the little waves, swimming back and forward, not getting too far away from her spot on the beach.

A large piece of seaweed stuck itself to her stomach and hips, so she stood up to remove it. She noticed someone jogging along the water. Male in shorts and no shirt. Danielle decided she would stay in the water until he would pass, her body was getting shivery and she wanted to get back up and lay on her warm towel. As the jogger got closer she recognized him, it was the garbage man, she could feel my cheeks blushing even in this cold water.

He saw her, and his right hand came up for a wave.

"Hi there, I see you are out on one of your nude swims," he yelled teasingly.

Danielle lifted her arm and hand a little above the water for a wave back, keeping the rest of her body covered by the water.

"Yes I am, it's very refreshing," She yelled back.

With concern he yelled "Don't get to cold out there."

"I won't, I was just about to get out of the water," She yelled back with a smile.

"And don't you sweat too much," She mumbled to myself.

He stopped jogging in the same spot, walked a bit up to the dryer sand and sat down. She was thinking ... what is he doing? Why didn't he keep jogging? She could feel her lips turning blue so she had to get out of the water. Danielle slowly walked through the water towards the shore.

He leaned back on his elbows, and she could see him smiling cheeky. The nerves of him, he was just gonna lay there and watch her. her body was covered in goosebumps as she got out of the water, her nipples rock hard. Danielle walked passed her bikini, didn't wanna bend over in front of him. Just passed him real quick and got up to her spot, grabbed my towel and wrapped it around her. She could hear his foot steps in the sand coming up to her.

"Is there a chance you have any cold drinks with you?" he asked with a slight heavy breath and holding her bikini.

Danielle answered "yes I do, and I can see you need it more than I," She bent over to take a bottle of water out of my basket.

As she handed him the bottle she said "I'm Danielle by the way" She reached her hand out to him.

He laughed "I'm Peter," he took her hand in his, it was warm and soft with strong palms.

"And you forgot this," he said smiling and handed the bikini over to her.

"Oh yes, thank you."

"I will let you get back to your tanning," he said charming, "thanks for the water."

Danielle saw him taking one more good look at her before he turned around to go back down near the water to finish his jogging.