A couple of weeks ago I got lucky. Before you imagine anything in
particular, let me elaborate. It was a sunny day, you know, one of the
fantastic inexplicably wonderful days so unusual for the season we are in.
I simply had to go to the beach. I grasped the first bathing suit I found
in my closet and went. Normally I do check what I take to a public outing,
picking something sexy and impressive, but this time I just took what I
grabbed first.
Arriving at the beach I was very enthusiastic about the water and
getting into it. I took my towel and my bathing suit and started to change.
I dug around in my bag looking for the bathing suit and felt…
latex! Did I really take a latex bathing suit to the beach where all
the conservatives were already tsk-tsk-ing and throwing disapproving looks
at my regular clothes? Well, it was all I’ve got and I do really like
latex, so let them just sneer at my outfit, who cares, right?
I was still wondering which of my latex bathing suits I packed when I
took it out and had a good look at it. I stared shocked and surprised at my
hottest bathing garment I ever owned.
I did not believe my own eyes! Did I really pick the sauciest piece
of beachwear that Simon O. has ever made and was I to wear it on a
regular public outing for the first time?
You should know me by now; a little sexy and provocative is right
down my alley. I reckoned, though, that a twenties’ bathing outfit
would be overly provocative for this austere and stuffy beachfront crowd.
This bathing garment, made out of latex, designed to bare and not to cover,
was probably more than just teasing. To be exact, this was one of my
creations, something I had made just recently and it goes way beyond
provocative, it is straight out fetish.
Now I was left with only two options. Either I drive back home and
disregard the beautiful day, the sun, reveling in the water, or I put this
skimpy little wonder on and dare the beach, allowing one and the other
glancing individual an eyeful of Sway. What do I mean by that? Well, this
bathing suit is not really a suit and covered is almost nothing. You can
clearly see my entire backside, without a perceivable inhibition, anatomy
galore. There are several piercings that you normally would only have the
chance to guess if and where they are, now you can clearly make them out.
Yes, intimate piercings and yes, you guessed right, down there. Bottom
line, pun fully intended, I was going to walk down the conservative beach
as naked as Lady Godiva and I challenge anyone to say I am wrong. See, I
had actually no option, there was no way I was going to drive back home
without having at least a plunge. I did hesitate, but I admit it was
measured in milliseconds. I did make this latex beauty to provoke and why
not go all the way and shock this snooty crowd right here where it will
make the most impact? Let them complain that they have seen my most holy. I
wanted to enjoy my wonderful bathing suit and the beautiful day, so I did
just that.