Nudist beach
this is for Dani :)
"We're not going naked out there," Harvey repeats, the veins on his forehead bulging with anger.
"You should have thought about that before booking a vacation in an area with nudist beaches! Or did you do it so you could look at other naked women?"
"You know very well that I'm not interested in looking at any woman other than you."
"Then let me go out without a bra and look at me."
"No!" he repeats with determination, refusing to back down. "You're not going out naked. End of discussion."
"I never thought you'd be this controlling!" she screams, just before he slams the door and goes out to the beach. Left alone in silence, the passing seconds calm her down and allow her to gather her thoughts. It's not that she's dying to get naked out there, but she's incredibly annoyed that Harvey wants to control her like that. She's a free woman, damn it.
After several minutes, Donna comes out wearing a camisole and a hat to protect herself from the sun. Harvey is sitting in a beach chair, wearing a bathing suit, and gazing out at the ocean. From his body language, Donna can tell that he's still wrestling with his thoughts.
Without saying a word, she walks up to face him with her back turned and stretches a little, just to annoy him. Slowly, she pulls the camisole off her shoulders, knowing full well that Harvey growls in frustration at the sight of no trace of a bathing suit bra. She knows she's winning the battle. She playfully teases him, looking out at the sea, and when she thinks she's tortured him enough, she lowers the camisole below her bust. She's wearing a strapless swimsuit bra.
"You play dirty!" he says, standing up, immediately feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He can handle a lot of things, but the thought of other men seeing his wife naked unnerves him. "Your boobs are mine!" he growls, hugging her from behind. "No one else can enjoy them. But you made me sweat."
She spins around on her feet and points her index finger at him. "You're not going to tell me what to do, okay?" she says with determination, walking over to a lounge chair. She takes off her camisole, lies on her stomach, and unfastens her bra to get some sun without leaving any tan lines.
"Are you really going to take it off?" Donna playfully bites her lip and removes it, but doesn't move from her spot. "Donna!"
"Come on, only you will enjoy them."
"Everyone will look at you."
"Hmm?" she looks at him. "And what if I let you put sunscreen on them?"
"That's an even dirtier game!" he snorts.
"I know," she winks at him and settles back to catch some sun. She still hasn't decided if she'll sunbathe topless, but she might. Although he denies it, Harvey will enjoy it too.