This is my first story for Literotica. After initially submitting earlier, thanks to Chiara23 for editing assistance to help improve the story. Comments certainly welcome to help me improve the additional stories I'm working on. Enjoy!
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The day started as so many summer mornings do for Derek. The sun, warming his face as it rises over the bay, waking him in time to head to the docks. While the coffee brews, still only in his boxers, Derek runs through his routine of pushups and pullups, before finding his jeans, shirt and boots. The heat of the sun tells him this will be a long day, but also promises he will enjoy watching the women strolling the street to and from the beach, enjoying their day before the usual night of dancing.
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The afternoon sun warmed their faces. Mindy and Rachel laughed about old times as they walked down the harbor road. Tourist shops and cafes lined one side, restaurants and the fish market were on the other, facing the harbor, leading to the bay. Just beyond all this towered the Lighthouse Tavern, the old hotel at the end of the point, commanding the beach surrounding it's backside.
Thursday afternoon in early July was a bustling time with lots of young studs on bikes, bikini clad women coming off the beach and couples strolling and talking. Mindy and Rachel had just gotten off the ferry, still out of place in their "regular" clothes as their excitement grew for a reunion weekend in Mindy's old home town on this island village. Roommates in college many years ago, they had been planning this weekend of fun all spring.
Rachel's golden brown hair, tied up, seemed somewhat sedate. Her cotton blouse didn't do justice to the sensuality of her generous breasts, nor did it reveal the beautiful femininity of her cleavage, concealed by her habits of privacy. The years had been kind to her body. Maybe, gaining some weight beyond her younger days of bikinis, but in all the right places to enhance her sensuality. Mindy had made her promise to wear the bikini at least once this weekend but Rachel was still mixed about this whole scene.
Mindy on the other hand seemed not to have changed at all. Blond hair flowing, her tank top with spaghetti straps and plenty of already tan skin showing on her chest. With shirt tucked into shorts too short for Rachel's comfort, Mindy presented a desirable and stark contrast. Rachel wondered how Mindy was always so comfortable with her body and revealing clothes. Yet, she pulled it off in a way that wasn't the sleazy style Rachel always thought she observed in others.
They chatted about getting to the hotel room quickly, changing and grabbing the last 3-4 hours of sunshine at the hotel beach. Mindy pointed down the street to the old Lighthouse Tavern and laughed, "We should start with a drink there first."
About to respond, Rachel gasped as they were walking past the fish market and Derek stepped out on the loading dock. Jeans under the fisherman's apron, tan arms obviously strengthened outside not in a gym, and a grin that stopped her eyes on him. Mindy grabbed Rachel's hand, keeping her moving. Derek looked over their heads pretending he hadn't lost his breath too at the sight of Rachel's hair, golden freckles and smile. Mindy kept them moving and decided, yes, time to duck into the Lighthouse. Before she got them past Derek, though, his eyes met Rachel's and he smiled.
Getting inside, Rachel murmured, "OMG, who was that Mindy?"
Sitting by the bar, Mindy ordered two beers on tap. "That's Derek, and yes he's HOT!"
"Yes he is" Rachel smiled as she took a smooth swig of the cold beer on that hot early afternoon, as though she were twenty again. "Tell me more".
"Not much to say - what you see is what you get." Mindy sighed. "He's hot and been around here for many years, always turning us on and does lots of flirting and dancing. Most girls think they can get him, and do try. Somehow, he stays aloof and to himself."
"Wow" Rachel said, thinking to herself she'd spend the weekend trying, all her private inhibitions melting in the heat and being washed away with more beer. "Where does he do all this flirting?"
Mindy finished her beer pointing to the dance floor, empty at this hour, "Right here on the dance floor, so much dancing, touching, teasing... and then he just gets in his truck and goes home".
"Let's check in and hit the beach Mindy, I think this place is going to be fun".
Minutes later, two pretty, smiling women checked into the hotel, just steps down from the Lighthouse. Sharing a room for the weekend, they hadn't brought much. The backpacks carried bikinis they had promised each other to wear once again, changes of panties and a couple blouses for their evenings out.
Rachel stepped into the bathroom to change, taking her pants off she giggled with her first awareness that her panties were damp. Touching them again to check, she realized her excitement for Derek had seeped through her body and indeed given her more than a gasp on the street. Leaning back against the wall she let her fingers slide under her panties and gently bit her lip as she touched the moist warmth, sending desire shooting through her.
"Hey Rachel! Almost done in there?" Mindy knocked.
"Oh yes, right out." Rachel jumped back to reality, quickly finishing the tense task of putting on a bikini for the first time in many years. Looking in the mirror, thinking to herself she still looks pretty good after all. Throwing a t-shirt on, she opened the door as Mindy rushed in, already set in her bikini, to use the toilet.