Wren!

“Oh, come on, you’ve got to be kidding me. I came all the way out here to get away from people and make myself feel better, and here you are.”

The voice sounds familiar, but you can’t quite pinpoint it, so you open your eyes and turn around to see Wren, standing behind you wearing a bikini and holding a towel and a book.

“Ugh… are YOU kidding ME? Miles of empty beach and you walk right up to the only person on it? Why don’t you go find yourself someone’s boyfriend to blow, Wren?”
Wren glares at you angry, but you can see pain in her eyes and eventually, her shoulders sag and she looks away.

“God… is that what he told you? He told you I gave him a blowjob while you guys were dating?” She paused for a moment after the rhetorical question, contemplating what to say next, “he told me some awful things about you, that you were this frigid manipulative girl. I guess that’s probably not true. I just found out he’s been going over to some girl’s house on days that I had band practice. When I confronted him about it he told me she had seduced him. I came out here to get away, but I guess it’s fitting that you’re here.”

You still felt angry with her, and you weren’t sure whether to believe her, but from the expression on her face, you could see that she was upset.

“Umm… not to change the subject, but… why are you just naked out here?”

“Oh… yeah, that’s kind of a long story, but suffice it to say that I’m spending the day out here on the beach because I have to be naked all day.” You felt the urge to cover yourself up a little bit when the subject came up, but you didn’t want to seem embarrassed.

“Well, look, I know that we’ve had our share of animosity, but it seems like we’ve both fallen victim to the same guy. I’d like to try and see if we could be friends eventually. Maybe we could even get some **** on Mark eventually? Do you mind if I set up my towel here?” Wren just stands there, looking pleadingly at you, clearly hoping for a friendly response.

“Yeeeaahh… sure…” you say hesitantly. However, when you see the depressing effect that your **** has on Wren, you relent, “… I mean, yeah, of course. I’m sorry, it’s just kind of sudden, and I’ve held a grudge against you all summer. But yeah, of course, lie right down.”

Wren smiles somewhat wanly, and then spreads out her towel and drops her book. Then she surprised you by reaching up behind her neck and untying the top of her bikini top and pulling it off. Her bottoms were tied together at the sides, and she pulled the strings to those and let them drop as well.

Wren was about 5’6” and quite skinny. However she had tremendous breasts that were amazingly round and firm looking for their size, and gorgeous hips despite her relatively skinny frame. Her skin was just a little darker than yours, and she had a triangle of black hair just above her shaved slit, just like you. You were pretty sure that she was part Korean, part Spanish, and part American. She looked roughly like a cross between Lucy Liu and Jessica Alba. She even had freckles over her nose and cheeks. Everything about her screamed sex, which was a big part of why you’d hated her so much, but now that she was lying next to you and being nice, you had to admit that she was simply hot.

The two of you lie there on the beach for an hour talking about Mark, and then talking about other things. You find out that you both have quite a bit in common, and you find that you enjoy talking to her. After a pause in the conversation, Wren sits up, looks over to you and says…