A dip

"A dip does sound nice," Emma said. She undressed, revealing a strapless black bikini. My eyes widened as I saw how little her body was covered. She giggled. "I guess I picked the right swimsuit."

"How did you know?" I asked.

Emma giggled again. "You may have picked the picnic at a park, but I picked the actual park. Now, did you bring a swimsuit?"

I blushed. "No."

She smirked. "Then how about we skinny dip?"