Go for a walk

"Let's get out there, Jess," you tell her. She looks up at you and pulls at the neckline of her tank top letting you get another view of her breasts and licking her lips as she does so. You catch the tip of her nipple before she lets her shirt back up and stands, her nipples once again pressing into the fabric. "You're lucky I love you," she tells you.

"I am. And you know I love you," you tell her. She smiles relaxing and you both kiss. When you pull away, she's grinning, and you give her a curious look.

"I'm just getting a little revved up is all. After the walk, do you want to get an early dinner so we can spend the night on more... intimate activities?" You smile at her and she looks down at your trunks. "Maybe we can get a head start on the beach if we find somewhere private enough." You struggle to resist a laugh, failing miserably, and take her arm in arm to find the beach.

Jess gets a few looks from the doorman and the concierge, but their quick glances are enough to tell you this may not be even the most bare they've seen a couple. Jess gives you a knowing glance as you walk through the door.

"You are getting your wish early, lover," Jess notices. "Do you want to walk around in the more public beach?" she asks. "Or find somewhere more private for our little show?" As if to add some more for your decision Jess adjusts the tank, pulling down on the bottom. While certainly more for fit, the way the thin material clings to her breasts, outlining their firmness. She glances at you and smiles. "Of course, you're the only audience I really care about," she adds. "I see a lot of people over there," she whispers, pointing to the east. "Not as many over there though," she adds, looking to the north.