Yes!

"Wouldn't be fair otherwise, would it?" Naomi replied. She walked around to sit in front of Andrea, who scooted back on the deck chair. Andrea picked up the sunscreen now, put some in her hand, and began to rub it into Naomi's shoulders and back.

Naomi's bikini top was tied at her neck, underneath her hair. Andrea lifted her hair to apply sun lotion to Naomi's neck, working her fingers around the strings of the bikini. Naomi, sensing the obstacle, reached behind her head and untied the top, allowing the strings to fall down in front of her. She was still wet from the pool, so the triangles of material that covered her breasts stayed in place, but the strings dangled free.

Andrea continued to work Naomi's back, neck, and shoulders. She knew that Naomi's breasts were immensely sensitive, but she wanted to ease her way along and not just dive in. Her hands kneaded the muscles around her shoulder blades. After a moment, she took one hand to Naomi's front, and began to rub lotion into the top of her chest, just beneath her collarbones.

Naomi took a deep breath, and exhaled. "Don't start what you can't finish," she said.

Andrea smiled. Last week, the two of them were in a similar position when Andrea got a phone call, and had to cover an extra work shift. "Not this time," she replied. Her phone wasn't even out here by the pool -- she didn't want any distractions today.

Andrea reached over Naomi's shoulders to rub her chest. She worked in circles, each circle drifting lower and lower. Eventually, her fingertips touched the top edge of the material of Naomi's bikini. Without breaking her stride, Andrea simply slid her fingers under the material, and rubbed into Naomi's breasts.

As she approached her nipples, Andrea's pressure got more firm. Naomi had wonderfully plump C-cup breasts that always seemed to be just a little bigger when she got aroused. Andrea used her fingertips to push the bikini top further away until finally it fell forward, held on only by the tie around Naomi's back. Andrea's hands were fully wrapped around Naomi's tits, and though Andrea's hands were small, she worked to cover as much territory as possible.

As Andrea fondled Naomi's breasts, Naomi slid her hand into her bottoms and began to finger herself. Her breaths became short and jagged as she stimulated her clit.

Andrea watched Naomi's fingers working her pussy, and smiled. She could do that to, of course, either to herself, or to Naomi.