My room is gorgeous! The bathroom holds a deep jet tub and a walk in shower with multiple shower heads. A king size bed with soft cotton sheets. Directly across from it is a giant flat screen t.v. hung on the wall. Couches and chairs. Out on the back patio is a small table and chairs with a jaccuzi on he right. The partition keeping my patio separate from Jameson’s is only a dark piece of cloth. That’s not very private.
I walk back in and go through my bags to find my swimsuit. Might as well head down to the beach and catch some sun and find a relative or two to talk to. I know my family is huge but my parents are always traveling so I haven’t met any of them.
I stare down at my bag in horror. My one piece is gone and in it’s place is a flimsy 2 piece with a lot of strings and minimal cloth.
“Oh My God!” I shrieked louder than I intended too. A knock behind me reveals a door joining my room to Jamesons. I was so distracted by the beautiful room I missed that.
“Are you alright in there?” I’m so distraught over my mothers switcharoo I run to the door and throw it open. I am met by a half naked Jameson in swim trunks with no shirt. The trunks rest loosely at his lean hips. His stomach is lean but not to washboard like. He has a happy trail of black hair that my eyes follow down to his crotch. Jameson clears his throat and my eyes shoot up to his face.
“Oh shoot, sorry I was caught off guard.” Jameson laughs.
“You’re easy to distract, that will be fun. Are you ok?” He wants to what? I shake my head and try to clear it, why is he trying to gourd me.
“How long have you been at this hotel?” He raises a brown at me.
“A few days, why? Please stop ignoring my questions, I like answers.” I hold up the flimsy swim suit,
“I am not OK! My mother snuck into my bag and replaced my swimsuit with this… this… thing! Do you know of any place to buy a new one?” Jameson shakes his head,
“Nope, why don’t you go try it on and I’ll give you my honest opinion.” I must have given him a paniced look because he laughs.
“I’m just one man, imagine the hundreds on the beach below. What poison will you pick Minnie Mouse?” My inner feathers ruffle, did he just dare me? I step back from the door and smile.
“Alright then I’ll put it on for you, come in, I’ll be right back.” I turn my back on him and head for the bathroom giving my hips extra sway.

The swimsuit takes a moment to put on and when I look at myself in the mirror I’m mortified. My previous courage is gone! The scraps of material are much smaller than I thought. I’m practically naked. I crack the bathroom door.
“I’ve changed my mind, I’m just not going to swim while I’m here.” Jamesons sexy laugh meets my ears.
“Oh no Minnie Mouse you picked your poison. Now get your little ass out here or I’m coming in there.” The nerve! I throw open the door and stalk into the main room.
“Stop calling me Minnie Mouse!” The look on his face stops me in my tracks. He isn’t looking at my face, his eyes are glued to my body. He quickly regains composure.
“Well first things first, it does look good on you.” Jameson steps up close to me.
“You have the material really bunched below your breasts, here let me.” Jameson snakes his fingers along the bottom of my left breast and straightens out the material along the string before doing the same to the right. I can’t breath, no one has ever touched me like this before.
“That’s better.” I look down at myself.
“Now you can clearly see my nipples though.” He smiles and winks at me making my tongue dart out and lick my lips.
“You really are into the wink hmm? It’s cool in here so your nipples are hard. It won’t be cool outside…...