“Ooops”

“Ooops!” Sophia said as she tugged on the strings to her bikini bottoms.

“Soph! What are you doing?!?” Mary commented as her eyes caught sight of Sophia’s now exposed and shaved snatch.

“I’m not doing anything!” She said coyly as she moved towards Mary. “It’s these damn string bikinis. They can just never stay tied!”

Mary looked around nervously. The sounds of the pool party could be heard through the open window nearby.

“We’re in Brian’s office!” Mary protested, and the brunette in front of her tugged on the second string.

“Oh no! There goes the other one.” Sophia faux lamented as her bikini bottoms fell to the floor. Mary’s eyes were glued to the now practically naked girl.

“I told you… we can’t do this anymore…” Sophia was now standing just inches from her.

“We’re not doing anything. We’re just two girls discussing the many drawbacks of women’s swimwear.”

“Really? Cause my suit seems to have no issues coming undone. That’s solely a you problem.” Mary could feel Sophia’s breath on her neck as the Latina whispered in her ear.

“Really? Cause this strap seems a little loose…” Mary felt Sophia’s nimble fingers brush past her red hair that she currently had up in a messy bun. She felt her tug on the string holding her bikini top in place. She made no move to stop her.

“See?” Your top is just as bad as my bottoms.” Sophia said stepping back half a step to let Mary’s polka dot bikini top fall forward revealing her large breasts.

“Together maybe we’d have one functional suit.” Mary breathed out. Her voice caught in her throat. Her brain told her to keep protesting. Every inch of her body told a different story.

“Can you check my top? I’m worried it’s slipping like yours?” Sophia teased as she turned around. Mary was treated to a great view of her small, but tight and athletic ass.

Mary now stepped forward and with hands that seemed to have a mind of their own grabbed the string at the base of her neck and the one in between her shoulder blades.

“Now that you mention it these do seem a bit loose…” Mary gently tugged and the strings came untied. Sophia let her top fall to the floor with her bottoms.

“Stupid thing? See how much it sucks? Now thru no fault of anyone but the manufacturer I’m completely naked!” The brunette turned around to face Mary. While Sophia tits were much smaller than her own Mary couldn’t help but feel electrified by the sight of her small and perky tits.

“Well we’d better fix it before our boss comes in and finds you naked in his home office during the company BBQ…” it was Mary’s last ditch attempt to get Sophia to turn back. And she knew Sophia knew that.

“Brian is very content manning the grill and no one else is gonna come up here.” She said with a mischievous glint in her eye. She had her hands on her hips. Mary knew there must be a visible wet spot between her legs right now.

“You don’t know that…”

“Well for your sake you’d better hope I’m right…”

“For my sake?” Mary caught Sophia staring at her exposed tits. Not that she was trying to hide her wandering eyes. Mary wasn’t either.

“I have no problem with anyone in this company seeing me naked. You’re the one who’d be embarrassed.

“Well I’m not exactly naked…” Mary referenced the top that still hung off her body just below her tits and the bikini bottoms still perfectly in place.

“Well as we just discussed…” Sophia started to circle Mary. “These strings…” she grabbed the string on Mary’s right hip. “Have a tendency…” she continued to circle as she undid the back tie on her top which fell to the ground. “To just come undone.”

She hit the strap on Mary’s left hip and the bottoms fell away. They were now both naked, and face to face again.