Red bikini...

Sally slipped into the water, her n*pples already erect as she moaned and shivered at the complete coldness of the water to her skin.

Cynthia was already swimming and didn't notice Sally enter.

Sally was wearing a gorgeous plain red bikini. It showed off her assets well.

Cynthia was wearing a blue tankini.

Sally took a deep breath and went under water.

Cynthia was doing backstroke.

Sally took off her bikini top.

Cynthia had her eyes closed, although she had now realised someone else was here.

Sally liked swimming entirely naked but had decided that was a bad idea.

Cynthia got to the side of the pool and stopped to rest for a moment, her eyes opening.

Sally surfaced, gasping for breath, breasts free.

Cynthia turned, eyes locking onto Sally, widening.

Sally ran a hand through her wet hair, breasts heaving.

Cynthia tried to say hello, but seemed to have lost her power of speech.

Sally stretched, arching her back, breasts pushing forwards.

Cynthia was captured.

Sally looked over at her.

Cynthia gave her a warm smile.

Sally nodded to her, emotions blank.

Cynthia thought about swimming again.

Sally decided to do backstroke. You know, breasts upwards.

Cynthia decided against swimming. She was fine resting.

Sally liked to be naked when she was wet.

Cynthia liked girls naked.

Sally was bored.