While I would have been happy to hang around Jenna in any circumstances, getting to see her in a bikini sealed the deal. That didn't seem to cross her mind however and she agreed to meet me here at her place once we were ready. I quickly rushed home and changed into some swimming trunks and a t-shirt, grabbing a bag for some towels and food and water bottles. Remembering to grab some sun cream as well, I then walked back to Jenna's and saw her standing there, eagerly waiting, a bag over her shoulder and wearing a large white t-shirt that covered all the way down past her thighs.
Upon seeing me wave, she bounced over to the street. "Finally got here then?" she teased.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," I replied, and Jenna actually looked fairly bashful at that, giving a sweetly shy smile and a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. Hooking her arm in with mine, we started walking towards the beach. I felt a smile cross my face as Jenna did that. She always had been a very affectionate person, something I'd always liked about her.
"Some might think we're a couple going like this," I said, growing rather fond of the idea.
Jenna laughed as we descended the steps and saw the beach itself before us, the golden sands and azure sea calling out. "I'll just tell people you're here to cool me down with a big leafy fan. That's a lot more believable!"
Taking it in good humor, I covered my mouth in mock outrage. "Me? A mere servant?" I retorted, sneaking a hand down to Jenna's side and tickling her gently, squeezing the spot just below the ribs.
The tickling made Jenna throw her head back and laugh as she squirmed away from me. "Nohohofaiirahahaaa!!!" she protested as I held on and continued to give her ribs tickly pinches, making her jump and giggle for some time before she gave in. "Ohohoookahhaayeheheee!!! Youwinnhahahaaaa!!!" she giggled before I finally stopped, letting her catch her breath.
"So I'm not just a servant then?" I asked, beaming as Jenna smiled up at me.
"Not anymore. Now you've been upgraded to some guy I know," she said, and just managed to dodge my outstretched hands as I tried to tickle her again. She stuck her tongue out at me playfully and I had to chuckle as well. Jenna always managed to get people to smile, most of the time even without tickling them. Most of the time.
We walked out onto the beach together, chatting away about where would be a good spot when we found a rather secluded area between two dunes. It was protected from the wind and gave us a good view of the sea itself while also having the sun shining down on it. It was a perfect place to sit and we set our stuff down, wondering what to do. Then Jenna looked over the beach and saw something...
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