"I'm back," you announced cheerfully as you entered the water and sat on an available underwater stool. Leaning your elbows on the counter and oh-so-subtly propping up your chest on your arms, you gave the bartender a smile. "Thank you so much for the swimsuit. It fit me a lot better than I expected."
The bartender looked you up and down appreciatively and grinned. "You can say that again! And might I say, miss, you made an excellent choice."
"Aw, thanks," you giggled before turning your attention to the young man now gawking at you. Leaning back to give him a better view, you held out the box. "Here, cutie. I think you're gonna need one of these."
Accepting the box automatically, he tore his gaze away from you and saw the box's contents. "Hey, what gives? It's just women's clothes in here!"
Before the bartender could reply, you reached out and deftly plucked up a tiny gold, leopard-spotted bikini bottom. "How about this? It's exactly like a speedo."
"It's kind of revealing," he said uncertainly.
"That's the point. But don't worry, I won't mind." You winked at him and pulled out the top. "But I'll tell you what. if you wear the complete set, I can really make it worth your while." You licked your lips. "So how about it, sugar?"
Gulping, he nodded and accepted both articles. Before he could leave, you grabbed the bartender's drink and handed it to him. "Don't forget your drink, cutie." This time, he readily drank it and hurried off to the changing rooms.
Smiling to yourself, you look back at the bartender to find him staring at you. "Well, color me surprised," he said. "That was very impressive, young lady."
You shrugged and ran a manicured finger over the shiny countertop. "A good gift ought to be shared."