At the Beach - TG Caption

"Are you seriously going jogging the first morning of our vacation?" My girlfriend Amber asked.

"Hey babe, I gotta keep the bod in shape. We're not all as lucky as you to be naturally fit," I replied.

"Right, how stupid of me, thinking you would take any time off from yourself for us. Fine, I’m heading to the beach. You should join me if you manage to find the time," she said angrily and opened the door, surprising our condo neighbor exiting her own place, who gave me disapproving look. What was that all about? Oh well, forget her. I had more important problems. 

Why is Amber always getting on my case about this? Does she want a fat, lazy boyfriend? No, of course not. Why would she? It takes a lot of work to look this good. If things keep going this way, I'm not sure how much longer we can last. Still, I guess she has a point. I can give it a little rest for today. I'll stop after one mile. Now which beach was she going to again?

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WOMEN ONLY - NO MEN ALLOWED

That can't be right. Isn’t that discriminatory or sexist...or something? Ignoring the sign, I jogged on past.

I soon saw why the beach was marked women only, when I rounded a bend and nearly ran into two of them kissing. They were far from the only couple. Everywhere I looked women sat together, rubbing lotion on each other, or like the first two, full on making out. This appeared to be an entire beach full of lesbians, so yeah...probably not a place I was wanted. I was about to turn around when I saw Amber waving at me from far down the beach. What was she doing here? I headed that way.

A few women stared, but rather than anger they mostly looked amused, whispering and giggling as I passed. I felt bad for intruding on their space, but my girlfriend was still waving so I concentrated on her and tried to ignore everyone around me. The more I focused, the easier it became as my embarrassment lessened. Damn she’s pretty, I couldn’t help but think, and what a perfect body. I was actually a little jealous. I had to work constantly to stay in shape and she won the genetic lottery, any fat she gained always going to the right areas.

As I continued, my perspective shifted downward.  I started taking shorter steps with my hips swaying back and forth. Amber stared at me with a hungry look in her eyes. I love it when she looks at me that way.  If I'm being honest, that’s why I always worked so hard on myself to impress her. Continuing, I failed to notice when my chest started to bounce, but by the time I was halfway to her, it was impossible to ignore. I stopped and looked down at…breasts. I had breasts?!

A wave of confusion hit me, and the world started to swim. Of course, I have breasts. Why wouldn’t I? But then, why did I decide to go topless? That's not like me. Is it? I shook my head trying to clear it, only to be whipped in the face by long hair. Shouldn’t my hair be short? But no, I love long hair, so why would I think it should be short? What was happening to me? I started to panic as the confusion came and went from one moment to the next. I was nearly tearing up when two strong arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me in for a hug.

"Hey babe. Are you feeling alright?" Amber asked.

"I don’t know. I’m so confused. Do I look normal to you?"

"Mmm now that you mention it, you are looking even more beautiful than usual," she said, that hungry look coming back.

She knew just how to make me blush. "Aww. That’s sweet, but seriously, do I look different?"

"You mean besides your boobs hanging out? I have to say I’m impressed. I still haven’t been brave enough. Did you even bring your top? Is it in your tote?"

"My…tote?" Raising my hand, I saw that I was in fact carrying a beach bag with a bikini top inside, along with a few other expected items including sunglasses, sunscreen and, was that a tampon? Why would I have a- I cried out when a sharp pain pierced my brain and balls at the same time. Of course, I brought a tampon, I thought with a quick, reassuring glance at my flat, bikini bottom covered crotch. We should both have a few days but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

Showing her the inside of the bag, my girlfriend looked confused for a minute too, before her eyes cleared and she smiled at me. So, so pretty. What was I worrying about again? I couldn't remember and it suddenly seemed really unimportant. I was on beautiful beach, with my beautiful girlfriend and we had all the free time in the world to spend with each other. Looking around, I took a cue from the other ladies around us and pulled her back over to her towel. On the way, a group of women sitting together called out. I recognized one of them as our condo neighbor.

"Hi there! You two make a cute couple. Are you enjoying the beach?"

"We are," I answered.  "This place is… It feels magical."

"Oh, it is. You two enjoy the rest of your stay." Then to me directly she said, "That’s a fine lady you have there. Make sure you treat her right."

"Always," I said before retreating to our little spot on the beach. Taking her in my arms, I decided to show the love of my life just how much she meant to me and kissed her right there in front of everyone. We didn’t even stop when the women around us began to clap and cheer.

"I love this place." Amber whispered when we eventually came up for air.  "We should think about moving here permanently."

That sounded like a wonderful idea to me.