I woke up in the morning at the beachfront condo I rented. It was originally supposed to be a romantic couple days away until - well - I'll spare the details and say it was relationship issues. I figured I'd go anyway and could enjoy some alone time at the beach for a day, with everyone being gone, since it was off-season and midweek.
I grabbed some breakfast and headed outside on the patio into the bright sunshine and listened to the relaxing sound of the waves crashing on shore. To my surprise, I saw someone at the condo next door doing the same thing, a woman wearing a cover-up with presumably a bathing suit underneath. She had to be the only other person on this end of the beach. I said a polite hello and went on to enjoy my breakfast until a short time thereafter she was asking to borrow some milk. To make a long story short, she ended up joining me and we talked for quite a while. She was there for a girls' long weekend away, but her friend had to leave early. The conversation flowed easily, something that doesn't often happen with me, and we found we had a lot in common. She was also attractive. I was especially enjoying the cleavage I was seeing in the V of the cover-up.
After our breakfast chat she said she was going to lay out in the sun for a bit. While it was not my favorite activity - I generally find it boring - the thought of watching her in a less dressed state was quite appealing. I quickly went inside to change and joined her on the beach. The cover-up was gone and she was wearing a bikini that fit her body, especially her ample breasts, quite nicely.
She was applying suntan lotion to her legs, a sight that had me staring a bit until she spoke. "Instead of just standing there staring, how about making yourself useful?"
"What?" I replied. I looked at her face, finally. She was smiling, flattered at the attention.
She held the bottle up to me. "Make yourself useful. Could you do my back?"
"Oh, sure," I said and took the bottle. I started in the middle, rubbing my hands fairly firmly with the creamy lotion across her back, sliding some under the strap of the bikini top. I moved down to the small of her back. I got more lotion to do her upper back and shoulders. It seemed she was pressing back into my hands a bit in approval. She lifted up her hair with her hands so I could do the back of her neck and shoulders unimpeded. If I didn't know better, I would think she wanted me to do more. Or maybe I did know better and was just being clueless.