Bored?

We were two girls killing time by the pool, the blonde and I. Sunlight slid over wet skin. Boredom turned into a dare. I leaned in, tongue first, tasting the salt on her mouth, then lower. She opened for me. The air smelled of chlorine and hot skin. My fingers found her under that tiny swimsuit. She was wet already, and not from the water. I licked slow circles, then faster, and she pulled my hair to keep me right where she wanted.