Rating
Part 1
Jenny stood at the balcony of her hotel room at the Royal Hawaiian,
looking at the grandeur of Diamond Head and Waikiki Beach in the
morning sun. It was the beginning of another glorious day in paradise
and Jenny was still terribly excited about it all. Her life-long dream of
a trip to Hawaii was finally happening and, even after being here for
only a few days, she still couldn't believe it. The islands had proven to
be even more beautiful then she had ever imagined.
The trip would have been perfect if she could have gone with her
husband instead of her long-time friend Ashley, but a sudden business
commitment had ruled out his coming. It was only through the most
amazing good fortune that her good friend had indicated, about the
same time as her husband's announcement, she was ready for an
adventure in the tropics, if only someone could help pay her way. And
there was Jenny all ready to go with two round-trip tickets, car rental,
and hotel rooms already paid in full.
"Isn't life wonderful?" Jenny thought, still taking in the beautiful sight
of dawn over Oahu. Now she wouldn't have to enjoy all of this
splendor by herself. Lost to the power of the tropics, Jenny was
unmindful how the steady trade winds were blowing her short, light
nightie tightly against her firm 38CC chest and away from her shapely
hips.
A lone fishing trawler passing just offshore of Waikiki almost ran
aground because the entire crew did in fact notice what the wind was
doing to Jenny's clothes and were watching her with every telescope
and pair of binoculars they could find.
Jenny remembered how her dear, sweet husband had dropped them off
at the airport's departure terminal, but unfortunately was unable to stay
to see them take off because of an important business commitment.
After their suitcases had been given to a porter, Jenny noticed a great
deal of fishing equipment and some of his favorite old clothes crammed
into the back of their brand new 4-by-4.
"Just cleaning out the garage, my love," he said as he made his hasty
farewells and drove off laughing hysterically.
"Now why would he do that," Jenny wondered, especially when they
had just cleaned out the garage only last week.
In spite of the already warm sun, Jenny shivered as she thought of what
had happened to her after that. It was all so terribly embarrassing. She
was trying to go through the airport security station, but the alarm kept
going off. Jenny had nothing in the pockets of her tight jeans, and her
T-shirt didn't even have pockets, so she just couldn't understand it.
When they ran the wand over her pert behind, it went berserk and she
was quickly pushed up against a wall with her arms high and her legs
spread wide, right there at the station!
Despite her protests, she felt many nervous hands fighting with her
waist until her jeans were roughly pulled down around her ankles!
Unfortunately, they were so tight her panties were pulled down as well
and she was left facing the wall, naked below the waist as the now
breathless security people slowly and carefully checked her clothing.
No one was more surprised than the semi-nude Jenny when they
showed her a carefully folded square of aluminum foil which they
found tucked into the seat of her jeans. Ashley, who had spent the
night at their place, and had insisted on helping her get dressed that
morning (she was such a good friend), was equally mystified.
After being yelled at for a good ten minutes about how such pranks
were not in the least appreciated, a very red-faced Jenny was allowed to
pull up her clothes and proceed to the boarding area.
The rest of the flight proved to be, thankfully for Jenny, without
incident.
As Jenny stood on the balcony, Ashley was busy getting ready for
another shitty day in Paradise. She was determined to go to the beach,
even though she was sore and the color of a lobster. She wasn't going
to let this opportunity slip by. Ashley knew it would probably be years
,if ever, before she could return, especially at this price, and she didn't
want to miss anything.
As she heard Jenny out on the balcony bubble on and on about the
wonders of Hawaii, Ashley tuned the woman's melodious voice out.
She noticed the magnificent view not at all. She was thinking heavily,
darkly of other things.
When she had first heard from Jenny's husband about how she was
dragging him on this terrible trip, it was her idea to simply replace him.
She had always wanted to visit the islands, and now she could do so for
free. The poor guy was more than willing to let her do it, as everything
was already paid and he was just dying to try out his new truck at Lake
Tahoe for two weeks.
In spite of such a promising beginning, however, it had not really been
a fun trip for Ashley. Since their arrival, it had in fact been one
nightmare after another.
Try as she might, she couldn't even get a single guy to look at her,
while Jenny, who never consciously tried and who could have really
cared less about it, attracted the stupid fools like flies. Even worse, as
Jenny effortlessly turned a delicious golden brown under the tropical
sun, Ashley, soon coated with several layers of sunblock, just continued
to burn.
Now, after only three days here, Ashley with all of her coverings
looked like an extra from The Mummy. She couldn't believe it. She
was so red the only way she could sleep was to spend the night in a tub
of cold water. Her skin had never been this irritated before and she
wondered in despair if she would ever get her own beautiful creamy
complexion back again.
She was certainly not looking forward to yet another wasted day under
the deadly sun on a stupid beach, with the admittedly beautiful but
extremely bubble-headed Jenny as her only companion.
It was all Jenny's fault, of course. She kept saying how they should be
careful and not over-do the sun at first. Impossible woman! Jenny
made her so angry it was starting to affect her judgment. She would
never have stayed out in the sun so long those first days if Jenny hadn't
been so prissy and proper about the whole thing.
"How dare she ruin my trip," fumed Ashley. "I'll get her for this. Oh,
yes I will!" It was her only reason for being with Jenny today.
"Come on, Jenny!" she shouted irritably.
"Coming!" Jenny gaily shouted back at her friend, and quickly headed
for the bedroom. Jenny was over-joyed at being in Hawaii and even
Ashley in one of her moods wasn't going to change that. It was so
beautiful, and the sun had already done wonders for her tan.
"Poor Ashley," she thought, thinking of how burnt Ashley had gotten in
only two days. In the bedroom, she slipped on the brand new suit she'd
bought just for the trip. It was sexy enough for her, though it was really
intended for her husband. It was a tight, white one-piece that showed
off all her curves at their best. But, it showed none of her lovely large
breasts, which is why she liked it. It was cut a little high, half way
up her sexy hips, but at least her butt was completely covered. What
Jenny liked most about it was she looked sexy without really showing
anything more than her shapely legs.
She was putting on her street clothes when Ashley entered the
bedroom.
"No, Jenny. I've told you before that it's expected for people to walk
around in just their bathing suits here. That means not even a robe, you
understand? This is Waikiki Beach, for God's sake. You certainly
don't want to act like some uncaring tourist and offend any of the
locals, do you?"
Ashley left the room, certain she had planted the seed of another as yet
unplanned but fun-filled (for her) and humiliating (for Jenny) episode.
"You're right," Jenny called after her. "I sure don't want to do that."
Jenny reluctantly stripped down to her bathing suit and walking shoes.
She placed her clothes in her beach bag.
"OK, I'm really," Jenny beamed, as she happily bounced into the living
room.
Ashley fumed even more as she watched the always happy Jenny walk
in. "Shit! She can make anything look sexy," she mumbled, looking at
her shapely friend. Ashley knew that if she wore that suit, she'd look
like some under-developed little girl. But Jenny looked spectacular,
like a living Barbie Doll.
"Jenny is so...so Jenny it's maddening," she grumbled.
"Can we stop to get something to drink? I'm thirsty for one of those
blue thingys," Jenny asked as she and Ashley gathered up their beach
gear.
"You mean a Blue Hawaiian, don't you," Ashley snapped back.
"Yeah, one of those. They're so tasty," Jenny answered, and walked
towards the door.
"We'll get you a blue thingy all right," Ashley muttered, as her brain
raced, thinking of ways to get even with Jenny for making her life so
miserable. She grabbed her beach bag and followed Jenny to the
elevator, then out through the busy lobby where she stopped a moment
to check out the bathing suit displays in the hotel's many shop
windows, while Jenny proceeded on.
Ashley arrived at where their car was parked in time to find a scene that
really made her angry. A bent-over Jenny was petting a stray kitten,
while showing off every inch of her shapely legs and firm backside to
four men who had stopped and stared.
As Jenny scratched the kitten behind the ear, she absentmindedly
shifted her weight, moving her hips back and forth. The men did
nothing but stare and lick their lips.
"Jenny! Come on," Ashley shouted at Jenny, who didn't even know
she'd just give the four a sexy little show.
"Just a sec," she answered not looking up as she kept wiggling and
playing with the kitten.
Ashley watched and couldn't take it anymore. Jenny's display had now
drawn three more men, sporting bulges in their suit trunks. Ashley
threw their stuff into the trunk of the car, then stormed over to Jenny.
She grabbed her right arm, and pulled her to the car.
"Come on!"
"OK, OK! I'm coming. See you later, cutie," Jenny said, smiling down
at the kitten sweetly meowing back at her.
Ashley got in and started the motor while Jenny slid in the passenger
side of their white rental, leaving seven horny men just grinning as they
drove off. Jenny had done it again, Ashley thought hopelessly. She
had teased seven men and not even realized it. Could she be any
stupider? Ashley wondered as she looked over at Jenny who was still
smiling back at the kitten as they drove away.
End Part 1
Part 2
Jenny reminded Ashley of the place they were going to this morning,
an amazing beach that was not too far from the hotel. With beautiful
white sand and clear blue water, it was supposed to be breath taking.
Ashley was thankful that the place Jenny was talking about was only
12 miles away. Then she could find a little peace and get away from
Jenny and the innocent yet highly effective flirting she seemed to do
every minute of every day.
"Are we going to stop for one of those Blue Thingys?" Jenny asked, in
her usual happy voice.
"They're not Blue Thingys, they're Blue Hawaiians," Ashley snapped
back.
"Sorry. I mean Blue Hawaiians," Jenny replied, hurt a little.
"Sure, why not," Ashley said, happy she had finally gotten to her at
last.
Ashley pulled over next to a quaint-looking little bar only a mile
from the beach. They got out and walked inside, where
The bar wasn't a very big one at all. Just a few stools around a small
counter and two small tables. Obviously intended for the neighborhood
crowd, Ashley noted sourly that the smoky room was full of serious
drinkers. Everyone had a glass or bottle in one hand and a large bowel
of pretzels or a sandwich near the other. It was obvious that they were
mesmerized by some stupid football game on the very wide-screen TV
located in the far corner of the bar.
"Oh shoot, there's no place to sit," Jenny said in disgust. With that,
every man turned when they heard a woman's voice. The bar fell silent
when they saw the vision standing to the doorway. Jenny looked like
and angel standing there with the sun shining behind her. Her long
blonde hair shimmering, her golden tan looked even darker in her white
one piece swimsuit. Her perfect 38CC's standing out proudly as she
stood there with a sexy pout on her face.
Ashley noticed every man there was staring as usual in awe at Jenny,
who was (also as usual) not paying any attention at all. All she was
doing was pushing her chest out with her perfect posture, without even
realizing that she was doing it as she looked about the crowded room,
trying to decide were was the best place for them to sit.
The entire population of the bar stood up and as one man said, "You
can sit here, miss." They all moved towards Jenny to help her to their
particular seat. Ashley was pushed out of the way like she wasn't even
there. The men then assisted the now happy Jenny to a seat at the bar.
A forgotten Ashley glumly followed along behind her.
"Well, thank you. You're all so sweet," Jenny giggled, as she started to
unconsciously flirt as she always did around men. Ashley just stood
there and got even madder.
"They don't even notice me," she huffed, after being totally ignored.
Ashley wasn't the beauty that Jenny was, but even so she could get just
about any man she wanted (when Jenny wasn't around, that is). Ashley
knew she was a cute brunette with nicely formed 34b breasts, and a
body that she kept in perfect condition by exercising every day.
Ashley thought yet again on why she couldn't be more like Jenny. If
Ashley just thought about eating a donut, it would add twenty pounds
on her in a second. Jenny, on the other hand, could eat anything and it
would never show, except perhaps to make her even more shapely and
desirable somehow. It was so maddening.
"What will you like, Miss?" The leering bartender asked Jenny, not
even trying to hide the fact that he was looking right at her exquisite
bustline.
"Let's see . . . " Jenny said sitting there with the cutest look on her face,
trying to remember what the drink was called.
"Ashley, what's the name of those Blue Thingys?" Jenny asked in the
usual little girl voice she always seem to have around men.
Ashley was getting madder by the minute. Christ, she hated watching
Jenny's innocent flirting. Jenny didn't have a clue why men seemed to
be attracted to her. "It's a Blue Hawaiian!" Ashley shouted, then
mumbled under her breath, "You idiot."
"Thanks, Ash. One Blue Hawaiian please," Jenny said, melting the
bartender with a big, sexy smile.
No one even noticed if anyone else in the room might want something
as the bartender (once he had recovered sufficiently) said, "One Blue
Hawaiian coming right up for the pretty lady."
Ashley watched Jenny drink one, then two. When ever she wanted to
pay, a man would push money in her face. Jenny would giggle and say
with a heart-stopping sincerity, "Thanks, you're very sweet."
Not one man had even looked Ashley's way. It was like she was
invisible. If anyone had bothered to look, they would have seen steam
coming out of her ears. Finally, Ashley couldn't stand it any longer.
Ashley forced her way through the crowd, got behind Jenny and yelled,
"Let's go, Jenny!"
Jenny had brought her latest drink to her lips as Ashley screamed at
her. That startled her and she spilled the entire Blue Hawaiian down
the front of her white swimsuit, completely covering her chest and
flowing down her stomach. The blue drink quickly soaked in the thin,
porous material.
"Oh, No!" Jenny shrieked, looking down at her once beautiful white
one-piece as the front slowly turned blue.
Ashley couldn't help but smile, as every man in the place suddenly had
a napkin in their hands and were half wiping half feeling Jenny's
impressive Cc's. Jenny eyes widen as she watched what looked like
one hundred hands rubbing her breasts. Between the cold drink and the
hands, Jenny's quickly nipples hardened against her swimsuit, turning
her face beet red. "Please, I can get it," Jenny shouted, trying to keep
the hands off of her by covering her breasts with her arms.
Ashley smile turned into laugher and she watched Jenny trying to fight
off the helpful hands that were now everywhere they weren't supposed
to be. And to make it even better, the blue stain had now somehow
turned the suit quite transparent. You could see the outline of each
proud breast and every bit of her erect nipples.
"Oh god," Jenny screeched. It was like she was sitting there topless,
you could see her breasts through the blue stain that was getting bigger
as the drink sank in even more. "I have to go." Jenny got up and
pushed her way toward the ladies' room and away from the wandering
hands for all the men.
Jenny quickly slammed the door behind her and looked at herself in the
mirror. "Oh, No!" she cried. "You can see everything!"
Jenny stared in despair at her ruined suit. "I can't go back in there like
this!" As she began to cry, she heard the door open. Quickly she
raised her arms to cover her top and turned to see who it was.
"What's wrong?" Ashley asked, trying hard not to laugh.
"My suit! Look!" Jenny replied, as she lowered her arms to show
Ashley what had happened to her beautiful new suit.
It was even funnier knowing that Jenny had done it to herself. But
somehow she kept herself from laughing. "What do you mean, Jen?"
"Are you kidding? Look at it! It's blue and you can see everything! I
can't go out like this," the defeated Jenny said, looking down.
Suddenly it came to her. It was perfect. Jenny was accident prone
anyway, and if she got her another suit, this time picking one much
more "suited" to the occasion, she knew she would surely think up
something very devilish indeed. Ashley even had the actual bathing
suit in mind, having seen it earlier in one of their hotel's stores.
"Perfect," she thought, "just perfect."
"I'll get something you can wear," Ashley told the anxious Jenny.
"Never fear. I'll be right back."
"Thank you, Ashley. You're a true friend. Oh, you know my sizes,
right?"
"Oh, yes. I already know everything about you that I need too," Ashley
said as she left the small, dirty room.
After a long 30 minutes, Ashley returned, pulling a tiny white bikini
from a small box. "Here you are," Ashley said, handing it to her friend.
Jenny looked at the suit in her hands. "I can't walk around in this!" she
squawked, holding it up in front of her.
"It's not that bad. Besides, it even comes with a matching robe, so
you'll always be perfectly covered and respectable, even when you are
not on the beach. Try it on and you'll see, Jen," Ashley told her,
laughing so hard on the inside that her sides hurt.
There was no way her suit she handed her would cover very much of
Jenny's large breasts or shapely ass, which was exactly what Ashley
wanted to happen.
"But! It's too small!" Jenny pleaded.
"Come on, already! Look, I want to get to the beach even if you don't.
If you don't hurry, I'll just leave you here."
"OK, OK. Don't leave." Jenny looked at the suit in her hands. It
wasn't much more the three tiny triangles with strings attached to them.
"Well, it has to be better than this," she thought, looking at her now
blue, transparent suit.
Ashley couldn't help but stare as Jenny slid her ruined suit off, then
grab a paper towel and began to wipe the drink off her firm breasts.
They had always amazed her. It was like they defied gravity or
something. Jenny's breasts didn't sag at all despite their large size.
Ashley looked down at her chest, then back at Jenny's. It was like they
were a different species. Ashley was a woman, but Jenny was like
some goddess. With her perfect ass now pointing right at her as
Jenny bent down to pick up the bikini bottoms, Ashley almost felt
ashamed to be a woman. Jenny was just perfect.
Jenny blushed as she slid the tiny bottoms over her shapely behind.
Ashley had seen her naked more times than she could count, but still it
embarrassed her. Next she put on the top, placed the small triangles
over her nipples, and tied it in the back.
She looked in the mirror. It was worse than her ruined suit. Just four
almost nonexistent triangles that cover nothing at all as Jenny saw it.
The top barely covered her nipples, leaving almost every inch of her
breasts completely bare. And the bottoms were worse. The back did
cover most of her butt. But the triangle that covered her blonde mound
was far too low. If she wasn't careful, you could actually see the
blonde hair! She just couldn't walk around in pubic like this. It would
be better if she was naked. Dressed like this was worse somehow.
"I can't wear this!"
"It looks fine," Ashley answered trying not to let on that she was
shocked about the way Jenny was dressed. She did look naked in it.
"Ashley!"
"Jenny, I've seen plenty of women wearing suits much smaller than
that. Besides, like I kept telling you, that other suit of yours was
terrible for your tan lines"
"I just can't. Please go back and get me something else,"
Jenny pleaded.
"I am not going back and getting anything. I came to go to the beach,
and that's where I'm going. Here, wear this," Ashley told her, as she
threw Jenny a short, diaphanous robe to put on. "Just wear this over the
top. It came with the suit. I'll be waiting for you in the car. If you're
not there in two minutes, I'm leaving without you."
"But, Ashley!"
Ashley didn't stop as she left Jenny standing in the ladies' room holding
the robe. Jenny thought about just going back to the hotel. But Ashley
was right, she had seen plenty of other women in suits smaller than
hers, but still!
Yet, here she was in Hawaii and women ran around in this stuff all the
time. If she put on the robe no one would see much anyway, then
she could try to talk Ashley into going back so she could change.
Jenny walked through the bar as slowly as she could, to the sounds of
men hooting and whistling. Eventually it got too much for her and she
panicked. She ran for the front door, with her shaking breasts barely
staying in their small cups, and quickly got into their car, which Ashley
had thankfully already started.
End Part 2