Unpreparedness strikes

You started taking off your clothes, facing away from Zoe to give her privacy as she did the same. Once naked, you rummaged through your bag, looking for your trunks. You knew you packed it somewhere. You came to having to pull out your other clothes to search.

Finding no trace of them, you turned around to see if at least your roommate had found her outfit. You noticed your chance to see some of her features. She wasn’t turned around or trying to cover up. Her breasts were a good size, not huge, but you weren’t looking for someone who’s breast was as big as their head or small as to look pathetic. Hers were at the best medium between the two and it seemed her pussy was lightly covered by neatly trimmed hair. You couldn’t see much of her ass but seeing Zoe naked and uncovered, alone with you made you feel better than all your other friends. You turned your focus back to looking through the bag. “Shit.” You turned your attention to her situation. “No suit. I swear I packed it. It was green.”

“Can’t find mine either.” You glanced at her. She was crouching by her bag, arms at her side. You noticed a bit of cleavage.

“At least I know I’m not the only one.” She said in a tiresome voice. She tried to keep her eyes off her naked roommate. Zoe starts to repack her backpack with the numerous clothes she took out to search. You started to do the same, pulling aside a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Zoe stood up, and you, assuming she was redressed, turned around to see what she had to say. Your eyes met her body, which she still didn’t seem to mind showing a whole lot. This was both surprising because you’d think she would want to get covered again and a shy girl like her would normally be a lot more conservative. Still, she seemed to have some sort of idea.