Shopping trip

After looking over your wardrobe the next day, you feel unsatisfied with the bikinis you own and decide that the occasion deserves something new. You text Steph to meet at a local swim wear store and head out, excited to be shopping for something sexy.

Steph is waiting for you when you arrive, her face full of happy excitement. You hug and head into the store, looking at the displays of bikinis on mannequins, and pointing suits out to each other with a giggle. You're having a wonderful time holding bikinis up against yourselves and posing with sexy pouts, until Steph gives a gasp.

"This would look so great on you!" she squeals, holding up a scarlet bikini. Even without trying it on you know that it will display your taut body and ripe breasts to perfection, and you start to wriggle in anticipation of trying it on.

You grab a changing room and hastily strip off your clothes, taking a moment to admire your naked body before putting on the bikini. You breasts are covered by little red triangles of cloth, but barely covered, allowing your delicious flesh to show both beneath and to each side of the triangles. The bottom ties at each side of your hips, another red triangle covering your pussy, but low enough to show the beginning of your mound, then disappearing up your ass like a g-sting. You preen and pose in the mirror, giggling and glowing at how sexy you look and starting to feel a warm glow at the thought of displaying yourself at the car wash. Your hand traces down your fluttering belly, your fingers eager to touch your labia when you get hold of yourself with a laugh.

"Steph, come and see this girl!" you call with a giggle as you step out of the changing booth.