It was a hot summer's day when I decided to put on my new, skimpy bikini bottoms. They sat perfectly on my bottom and emphasized my curves in a seductive way. I was ready to blow the minds of the men on the beach with my hot look.
After arriving at the beach and lying down, I noticed the men's furtive glances at me. I had to grin as I slathered a little sun cream on my body and ran my hands over my boobs.
But when I decided to go into the water, disaster struck. The waves pulled my bikini bottoms with them and before I could react, I had already lost them. I was now completely naked and the men on the beach were ogling me like a piece of meat.
But instead of feeling ashamed, I felt a tingling excitement rising inside me. I enjoyed turning the men on and looked at them with a cheeky grin as I came out of the water and lolled on the beach. The sun was shining on my bare boobs and I could feel my nipples standing up with excitement.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my thigh and turned around in surprise. Standing in front of me was a muscular beach neighbor who was devouring me with greedy eyes. He grinned suggestively and whispered in my ear that he had been waiting all day for my sexy body.
I couldn't hold back any longer and gave myself over completely to the moment. He pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately. We ended up together on my towel and had an incredible, energetic time together.
Even though I lost my bikini bottoms that day, it was still one of the hottest and most exciting days of my life. And every time I go to the beach now, I think longingly of this man and hope that he will turn up again to make my hot dreams come true.

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But in the end I still ask myself: was it really my new bikini bottoms that were broken or was it just my self-esteem that I lost that day?