Kaylee’s hair peeks out

“You know, I can see your … hair,” whispered Gina, before dissolving into giggles.

“GINA! You are AWFUL!” Kaylee clapped both her hands over the front of the yellow bikini bottoms. She stood still for a moment, holding back a giggle, chewing her bottom lip.

“Ummm … Can you really?” Kaylee slowly dropped her hands from her swimsuit and peered down at herself. Past her swelling breasts and flat tummy, Kaylee indeed did see a few blond wisps curling out from the top of the bikini bottoms.

“Oh yeah, you are so busted!” Gina teased. “You can’t buy that suit without taking care of your little, ah, pelt problem.”

Kaylee punched Gina in the shoulder. The 15-year-old best friends stood next to each other in the department store dressing room, looking at themselves in the full-length mirror. Both had on teeny swimsuits; Kaylee’s yellow, Gina’s white. Kaylee’s bikini complemented her blond hair, while Gina’s long golden-brown ponytail looked great against her white suit.

“I don’t have a PELT problem!” cried Kaylee, laughing in spite of herself. “If you hadn’t talked me into trying on a swimsuit a size too small, I wouldn’t be, you know, peeking out.”

“Well, we both vowed to get the sexiest suits we could find,” said Gina, adjusting the strings holding up her skimpy bikini top. “Less fabric means more skin.”

Gina’s top consisted of two small triangles of thin white fabric attached to strings. The triangles barely covered her nipples. Gina smiled at herself in the mirror. She liked seeing her full breasts so exposed.

Kaylee tucked her rogue curls back into the top of her suit bottom, before smoothing the slinky fabric over her mound.

“There! I think I’ll be OK if I’m careful,” said Kaylee, hand on her hips. “I hope my mom doesn’t freak out when she sees this bikini. She’s so old-fashioned!” The blonde looked over at her friend. “What about you? Are you showing too?”

“Me?” Gina laughed. “I never have that problem, girlfriend. See?” Gina pulled down the front of her bikini bottoms, revealing her mound down to the top of her slit. Gina was satiny smooth and perfectly hairless.

Kaylee gasped and looked around, as if someone could actually be spying on them in the private dressing room. “You … SHAVE yourself?” Kaylee whispered. She had a sudden irrational urge to reach out and touch her friend’s pale skin.

“Yep,” said Gina nonchalantly, as she turned around and looked back over her shoulder, trying to see how her rear end looked. “Ever since last month, when I started dating Jon. He likes my pussy smooth,” said Gina, smiling at her friend. “Sometimes Jon shaves it for me.”

Kaylee’s face was one big blush. Even her chest was pink. She pictured Gina lying back on her bed, legs spread, while her cute blond boyfriend shaved the dark curls from her pussy. “Oh. My. God. Jon does THAT!”

“Yeah, hot, huh? I leave myself furry for him before we go out. He’ll reach into my panties, and check me with his fingers. Then we go up to my room. I lie back on my bed, and he shaves me smooth, then rinses me off,” said Gina. A wicked grin grew on her pretty face. “While I’m still spread-eagled, you know what he does?”

Kaylee put her hands over her ears. “Don’t tell me, don’t tell me! Don’t tell me!! … OK, tell me.”

“He eats me.”

Kaylee let out a little squeal. “Jesus! I have GOT to start dating!”

“Well, you could if you weren’t so picky! You’ve been asked enough times,” said Gina. “You keep looking for a guy as hot as your stepdad, and he DOESN’T EXIST. Hey, how does my rear end look?”

Kaylee flushed at the comment about her stepdad, and looked down at her friend’s butt. The white suit was so small both smooth cheeks were nearly entirely exposed, and the crack of Gina’s ass was almost showing.

“It looks awesome! Jon will love this suit,” said Kaylee admiringly. “And leave my stepdad out of this! I don’t think he’s HOT. Jesus, he’s OLD! I think he’s handsome, that’s all.”

Gina cocked her head and threw her friend a sidelong glance. “Yeah, right. And those nipples got hard thinking about… what?”

“GINA, Jesus!” Kaylee cried, covering her breasts with her hands. The stiff nubs poked against her palms through the flimsy yellow fabric.

“Speaking of Mr. Handsome, he’ll be here soon to pick us up,” said Gina. “I say we get these bikinis. They’re perfect!”


* * * * * *

Half an hour later, Joel Henderson waved at the girls as he pulled his Jeep to the curb.

“So did you girls find the ‘perfect’ bikinis you were looking for?” he asked as Kaylee and Gina climbed in the backseat with their shopping bags.

“Yes, we did, Mr. Henderson,” said Gina. “Thanks for driving us here so we could shop.”

“Happy to do it, Gina,” said Joel. He smiled at her in the rear-view mirror, his eyes very blue in his tanned face.

Ever since Joel had married Kaylee’s mom the previous year, Gina had been Joel’s favorite of all of his young stepdaughter’s friends. Quick with a dirty joke or suggestive remark, Gina almost blatantly flirted with him. Joel liked it. Plus the brunette had a ripe body he couldn’t help but notice, and she seemed to like showing it off.

“I got a yellow bikini, and Gina’s is white,” said Kaylee. “They’re a little on the small side. I hope Mom doesn’t have a panic attack when she sees them.” She glanced up at Joel through her lashes.