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The Girl in the Yellow Swimsuit

Her look pierced right through him, as if she wanted to pin him down into the shallow water with just her eyes. But he waded right past her through the ankledeep water, not even giving the young woman a second look.

This was nothing new for Adam. He went to the beach too many times not to notice the desirous glances of some women. They weren’t even subtle, like they expected him to bend them over on the spot. Adam knew that if he played things right, he could probably have many of the women checking him out.

But that was out of the question. There’s nothing that could get him weak for some girl who just happened along, much less on the beach he frequented so often. And even though he had to admit to himself that he had checked out that women’s ample breasts, ultimately, it was only a dent in his resolve.

As he dried himself off, he looked around the beach. It was a beautiful afternoon, the sun slowly climbing down from its high, bathing everything in yellow-golden light. The beach wasn’t as crowded anymore, since all the families had taken off, but there were still many people lounging in the sunlight, splashing at each other in the water and letting the day come to an end in the company of friends and loved ones. No one was really paying attention to him strolling back to the parking lot, but he could make out the odd pair of eyes quickly looking him up and down. A brunette here, a redhead there; it wasn’t unusual for women to inspect his sturdy chest, but it truthfully annoyed him more than it flattered him.

Walking up to his car, he was so lost in thought that he didn’t notice the girl standing in front of it until he was just a few meters from here.

But this girl wasn’t just standing there, she was posing for the phone camera in her hand, flinging her long golden hair back and forth to get the shot just right. Her swimsuit glowed in the same yellow color as Adam’s VW bus behind her, and was held up on her shoulders by two thin spaghetti straps outlined against her tanned chest and shoulders.

Even more than her bare, suntanned legs adjusting her pose, the girl’s smile caught Adam’s attention.

But before he could stare at her even more, his mouth already uttered the words, “What are you doing?”

The young girl jumped a little, startled by his sudden appearance.

“Um… I’m just taking pictures here. I’m sorry, is this your car?”

“Yes. Yes it is, “ Adam responded, trying to regain control of himself again. “Why were you taking pictures in front of it?”

The girl struggled for words, looking like she had been caught doing something outrageous.

“I just really like the colors, that’s all. I’ll be gone now, sorry for disturbing you”, it quietly came from her, and she scrambled for her bag on the ground.

Adam felt confused.

“No”, he suddenly exclaimed, prompting the girl to stop and look at him. “I mean… you’re free to take your pictures. I was just surprised that anyone would want to have this old bus in their photos.”

And there was that big, bright smile again, this time shining on her face because of him.

“Oh, thank you so much! And actually, I really love your car”, she started babbling. “It’s basically my absolute dream car, you know, so of course i’d want to take pictures with it. Oh, and of course the color! Well, just look at me!”

Still smiling and motioning at her yellow swimsuit, she came up to him and reached out with her free hand.

“I’m Kyrie, by the way.”

Adam quickly looked her body up and down when she approached him.

“Nice to meet you, Kyrie”, he said while shaking her soft hand. “My name’s Adam.”

Inexplicably, a little smile crept on his face too.

They stood there, him looking down at her smiling face and her looking up at him, just shaking hands like old friends.

“Oh”, Kyrie said and pulled her hand away, to reach for her phone, “would you mind taking some pictures of me? I think they’d come out great if someone other than me shot them.”

And without awaiting his response, she handed him the device and bounded over to the yellow bus again.

“Uh, sure”, he muttered to himself, while looking down at her phone and adjusting it in his hands.

This was a strange turn of events, but he wasn’t about to stop being friendly now. It surely couldn’t hurt to help this girl out, he thought to himself before raising the phone and looking at Kyrie on the display.

But what he saw through the camera would prove to be a true test of his resolve.

The young girl stood at the front wheel of his car, very closely to the car, and had half-turned her backside to him, while her hands were supporting herself on the vehicle’s body. In this position and by angling one of her legs, Kyrie’s cute bum jutted out and was perfectly accentuated for him to photograph. Adam couldn’t tear loose from the sight of this girl’s butt cheeks. Two beautiful, bubble-shaped orbs, just standing there firmly, scarcely contained by her taut swimsuit wrapped around them.

Kyrie turned her head, flipping her shining hair onto her back and looked over her bared shoulder right at him. Adam’s mouth had unconsciously opened at her stunning display.

“Are you getting this? I wanna have the best pictures, the lighting is just so good right now!”

Unable to respond, Adam began taking photos of the young girl just like she wanted, marvelling at her astounding body in the process, while she playfully shouted her commands at him.

Kyrie constantly adjusted her poses, trying out new positions all the time while Adam pointed the camera at her body: she walked towards him, kneeled in front of the car, leaned up against it or just danced without inhibitions, the petite mounds on her chest jumping up and down with her. She was always in movement and the befuddled Adam found himself hitting the shutter button almost continually, trying to capture every movement of this girl set free.

The makeshift photographer couldn’t believe some of the things he saw this beautiful girl do, often looking over the edge of the phone to witness her magic with his own eyes. How he had ended up watching this dazzling lass excitedly pose and writhe in front of his very own car was a mystery even to him.

And as time passed on, something else happened, hardly noticeable to the casual onlooker.

Kyrie sometimes put her hands on the parts of the cloth running together between her legs, striking a pose with her swimsuit getting pulled up by her fingers. This, accompanied by Adam’s unending barrage of curses in his head, led to her bathing suit getting caught up in her vulva, the cloth hugging Kyrie’s outer lips and creating the alluring image of her dainty pussy being parted by the straightened one-piece.

So even though Kyrie posed in ways Adam didn’t even dream of, his sight was always magnetically drawn to her crotch, entranced by her labia, while this carefree girl seemingly noticed nothing off about her appearance.

“Ooh, I like this one”, Kyrie said, pointing at the screen in front of them. They were now standing together scrolling through all the pictures taken by Adam on Kyrie’s phone. Instead of just looking on, he was now very near her, her arm touching his. The feeling of being near her, but inexplicably far from her was unsettling.

But while Kyrie still chattered about the colors and composition, Adam’s heart beat faster and faster, until he took a leap of faith and very carefully put his arm around her, lightly grasping her other arm.

He couldn’t believe what was happening to him.

All it had taken to get him out of his shell was a cute girl being open and friendly to him. After years of shielding himself from any female affection that went beyond a platonic relationship, he again felt like that boy crushing on the girl in the front row of class.

“I think this one turned out really great. What do you think?”, she excitedly inquired, examining his puckered face.

Adam took a second to realize his opinion had been requested, so he looked at the photo he had taken just a few minutes earlier. There couldn’t have been a picture to more violently yank him out of his blissful thoughts, because this was one of the photos in which the outline of Kyrie’s pussy lips showed most scandalously. Adam instantly regretted shooting this from such a low angle, as he turned a little red and stammered for words.

“Uhm… well… that’s right, because, uh, the lighting is just so good in this one.”

“That is true”, Kyrie said, leaning into him and continuing with a whisper. “But it may also be, because I look so cute.”

For a moment Adam panicked, thinking he had been caught red-handed. But as soon as that flirtatious yet still innocent smile crept on the girl’s face, he knew everything was alright.

“Oh, ohh”, he responded with relief, taking in two deep breaths. “Yeah. That too of course.”

To that, she turned towards him and wrapped her arms around his back, laying her head against his large chest.

Adam didn’t know what was happening. But, his hands on her back, he responded to her closeness and gently rested his left cheek on top of her head. The golden locks felt so soft against his skin, tenderly brushing his face with every one of Kyrie’s breaths of air.

A few seconds passed like this and Adam began imagining them embracing each other until the sea washed this whole beachside away.

“Thank you”, he could feel Kyrie whisper against his chest, before slowly withdrawing from his arms.

She no longer looked him in the eyes, looking down at the ground, trying to hide her vulnerability. But her burning red cheeks betrayed her, when she quickly turned around, shouldered her little backpack and took big strides down the road.

What Kyrie hadn’t realized was that Adam was vulnerable too. He just stood there, his arms feeling strangely cold in the sun, missing the warmth she had given him, even if just for a short moment. He had looked at her body in ways he hadn’t looked at anyone in years, but what he really yearned for in that moment was being near her again.

“Hey! Kyrie!”

The exclamation surprised not only Kyrie, who turned around with an uncertain look on her face.

“How are you gonna get home anyway?”

“Oh, I’m taking the bus.”

“If that’s the case…”, Adam hesitated for a moment. “Well, how about I drive you home? If that’s okay with you.”

Okay didn’t even begin to describe Kyrie’s feelings. Her face lit up as she ran back to him and fleetingly hugged him again.

“Yes, of course”, she said as she jumped to the passenger side. “Thank you so much, Adam! Uhh, these seats are comfy!”

Adam smiled and got in on the other side and started the car.

“Turn right here”, Kyrie instructed him at the exit.

“I hope it’s clean enough. I usually don’t get to drive such lovely company around.”

A giggle came from her.

“That’s very nice of you”, she tittered. “But I’m sure a dashing man like you has no problems with the ladies.”

“Oh, Kyrie, you’d be disappointed. And even if I was that serious heartthrob, that wouldn’t change anything about the fetching lady with me right now.”

He turned his grinning face towards the equally amused girl in the passenger seat, who was taken by surprise but oddly satisfied with his response. She winked at him with honest appreciation, something Adam wasn’t used to anymore.

“I’m not lying, I promise. I’m just happy I can do something for you, that’s all.”

“But you already did something. You took all those great photos of me, so I’m the one who should be grateful.”

“Well… I was happy to do that for you as well”, Adam responded sheepishly before steadying his voice again. “But I would be grateful, if I didn’t just agree to driving you across the entire country.”

“Don’t worry, meanie”, Kyrie chuckled. “It’s only half an hour from here. Just follow the road until I tell you. Or can this car not go that far?”

Now she had a devilish smile on her face, illuminated by the slowly setting sun.

“Wait a second. Did you just seriously insult this car?”

The feigned indignation in his voice even surprised himself. But Kyrie just leaned over and put her hand on his right thigh. Her touch was pure, but full of purpose and determination, sending electric shocks through Adam body.

“No, of course not”, she cooed. “I love this car way too much to ever do that to you.”

And they just continued driving like this with the coast line to their right: talking, joking and laughing together, while her soft, warm hand rested on his thigh, her thumb gently caressing his skin. It wasn’t much, but more than Adam expected, so it still distracted him from driving.

“Oh hey, take a right now”, Kyrie suddenly exclaimed.

Adam was ripped from the blissful moment and quickly turned the steering wheel to the right, driving onto a little trail through the bushes.

“Yes, I think this will look great”, Kyrie said, clearly content with herself.

“Kyrie? Is this not the way to your home?”, Adam asked warily. But before she could answer, the bushes cleared the view and Adam looked down on the sea, driving on the what could only be described as a cliffside path.

“Yeah, this is good, please stop right here”, Kyrie called out again and rashly pinched his thigh, while she looked over the edge of the cliff and to the sea.

“Why are we stopping here? Kyrie, what–?”

But she didn’t listen to him, instead jumping out as soon as the car stopped and towards the cliff. He got out of the car, lightly swearing what her deal was, walked around the car and toward the rocky height.

Kyrie just sat there on an ankle-high rock, turned away from him. She looked beautiful in her yellow swimsuit against the orange sun, her slim body casting a shadow behind her. And again, as her swimsuit had been stretched in this sitting position, her adorable butt cheeks captured Adam’s attention. When he came closer, he just wanted to reach out and squeeze, just once, he told himself. But he knew better and sat down beside her.

As soon as he did, he forgot about his improper thoughts. The scenery was just too beautiful not to bask in its glory. Kyrie on his right had her eyes closed and was just enjoying the sunlight on her skin and the slight breeze whirling her hair.

Adam took a deep breath and followed suit, concentrating on the sensations on his skin. A temporary warmth, washed away by the mild air swirling around him, and then warmth again. Drinking and eating seemed pointless, when all he needed was sitting here with Kyrie relishing in the setting sun.

Time passed, but Adam didn’t care anymore, until Kyrie’s voice broke the silence.

“This cliffside is where my mother used to bring me.”

Her voice was hoarse.

“I didn’t need anything more. Looking at this sun with her was the best thing in the world for me. There was nothing I wanted more than to be with her in those moments.”

Adam looked at with concern, almost too afraid to ask. What could he say to that?

“It’s okay”, she knowingly said, looking over at him. “It was a long time ago.”

Kyrie cleared her throat.

“She was military. I didn’t quite understand what that meant, until she didn’t come back anymore.”

She took in a deep breath. Petrified and not knowing how to react, Adam just sat there.

“But as I said, it was a long time ago. And she wouldn’t want me being sad just because she’s gone now.”

She exhaled sharply, nodding at herself.

“I’m happy for the time I got to spend with her. And”, she added, “I’m happy I met you. Truth be told, my grandparents sadly don’t bring me to this cliff anymore, so I hadn’t been here in years.”

A grateful smile greeted him when he glanced at her again. But he could only see it through his own tears.

“Hey”, she said softly when she saw his watering eyes. “What’s up? Is everything alright?”

“I– I get it”, Adam coughed out. “This is that place for you that you think of whenever you think of her. I get it, I have that too. Well, for me it’s not really a place, but… this car.” And he pointed back to the yellow VW bus, as if his words needed explanation.

“I think of her too whenever I’m inside that car. My wife, that is”, he said and sniffed.

The only thing Adam could do was stare right ahead into the sun, while tears rolled down his cheeks. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Kyrie in that moment, but the floodgates were open and it all came out.

“We met as freshmen in college, her and I, and we bought this car together. We spent every possible moment on the road, driving up and down the countryside. Every day with with her was different and exciting and I couldn’t have been luckier to have met her.” No longer could Adam hold any tears back. They were dripping down on the rocks and his chest; hot teardrops, but he didn’t even notice them through his weak sobs.

“It wasn’t just happy memories in that car, of course. But I still loved her through everything. We married while we were still in college, but before we could settle down anywhere, she… was diagnosed.”

“Adam… I’m so sorry”, Kyrie said faintly.

“I guess… I never really recovered. It was only a few months after that, then she left me forever. And I… I didn’t know what to do. It was like falling into the darkness and seeing no way out. To be honest… I pushed almost everyone near me away. Even with my best friends it took months or years for me to accept them back into my life. But I was never able to feel anything with anyone that came close to her. I tried dating, but it was absolutely miserable. No one came close, no one understood and I was just a wreck. So… I stopped. I didn’t let any new person into my life, definitely not girls. So while I felt like I could hold on, I was still so alone and saw no way out of it.”

Adam sat up straight, looking at Kyrie, whose turn it was to look concerned.

“I know it doesn’t mean much, because we’ve just met, but…”

He wiped another tear away.

“I feel like even though I don’t know you, you are the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time. I let you in my life, for however short this time was. Had someone told me yesterday that tomorrow, I’d be sitting on a rock, talking to a girl I didn’t even know yet, I would have laughed. But… I did, I opened up more than I had for years. And I… I am happy that I did, Kyrie.”

A husky laugh escaped his mouth.

“It’s stupid, but… you’ve been a ray of sunlight in my life.”

Silence followed. No one said anything, while his last few tears dropped to his chest. The waves crashing on the rocky coast were louder than usual.

“It’s not stupid”, she said in her softest voice.

Adam shifted to look at her. Kyrie had half-turned towards him, her hands on the rock between them and her face closer to him than before.

“And it does mean something.

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