Paige and Isabel meet up

It was an incredibly hot day this day, which is why Isabel didn't wear much more than the sarond over the bikini and the Converse shoes. By far the hottest day of the year, and Isabel really wanted to enjoy the day on the beach. And to immerse her dominance over a new friend as well - two birds with one rock!

When Isabel arrived at the beach, Paige was already there waiting for her. She had found a place and had put her towel down. It was a public beach, so they weren't the only ones there: Families with kids in all ages, young people, old people, group of jocks playing football, groups of teenage girls talking loudly, all types of people had shown up to the beach that day in great numbers. The spot Paige found, was large enough for the both of them inside of the crowded beach.

"Wow, she's not exactly smart with her placement considering what I have planned..." Isabel quietly muttered to herself just as Paige saw her coming. "...OH HI PAIGE!" she said with a fake smile.

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As Paige had put all of her stuff down on the sand, she kicked off her flip-flops for a brief moment. "Ouch!!" she said, as the sand was burning the soles of her feet, which made her slip them back on immediately. The cute girl then lifted her head, and then she saw her: Isabel, in a sarong and Converse shoes. "HI ISABEL!" she said smiling with all that she had, noticing immediate moist in her bikini panties.

They hugged each other at arrival, which made Paige even more excited. She had never hugged Isabel while touching so much of her skin, even though she still wore her sarong. Isabel drew her towel out of her bag and put it right next to Paige's towel on the sand.

"Nice day today, huh?" Isabel asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, totally!" Paige said, trying all that she could to hide that she was nervous about this...date?

Paige watched as Isabel took her sarong off, revealing her purple tie-on bikini clad body in all its glory: The cleavage of her well proportioned breasts, and just...all the perfect things about everything from the stomach and down as well. Paige almost shivered with strange pleasure to the sight of this stunning woman in front of her. Then she caught herself watching intently as Isabel took her Converse shoes off, one by one, rather slowly, while sitting on the towel.

Paige never considered herself to be interested in feet, but everything with Isabel interested her. Isabel's bare feet went from completely covered to uncovered in about ten seconds, and Paige could not understand why this exact action was turning her so much on as it did. "Even her feet and toes are perfect, dammit...." she muttered veeeery quietly to herself as she as well sat down on her towel next to Isabel's, immediately putting her purse between her legs for now. She didn't want a potential moist spot to be visible to Isabel...

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Isabel noticed the awkward silence as she undressed and also noticed Paige's glances over at her while she undressed. She couldn't blame her though, because Isabel knew she was hot. But even though she was, and even though she loved to play vulgar pranks on other girls, Isabel herself was quite modest. None other than her few boyfriends got to see more than her in a bikini, and even her boyfriends were lucky if they caught a glimpse of her butt naked. She preferred sex in the dark, so she didn't have to deal with the awkwardness of being seen. She was, in fact, incredibly shy.

But, since it was only down to her bikini, she didn't mind Paige watching. While Paige sat down, Isabel began plotting her move inside of her head.

"I heard Megan got a boyfriend?" Paige asked Isabel, and as Isabel replied to her, she analyzed the situation.

"Yeah, but I heard he looks like garbage" Isabel replied coldly, but that conversation wasn't her focus. How could she make Paige feel small in front of her and all of this crowded beach? What kind of exposure could she cause, and how?

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Paige was perplexed during the conversation everytime Isabel looked her in the eyes. Almost as if she blushed on impact of her eyes. Her breath was taken away everytime she laid her own eyes upon Isabel, as she imagined the stunner topless...bottomless........naked, even. Everytime Isabel looked another way, Paige undressed her with her eyes. Her imagination was alright, but her mind longed for the real thing, even though it was unrealistic...

I'd do anything to see more of her...