Wendy thought for a moment as she sat in the car, she wasn't sure what she should do next, she had a good amount of time before the sun set, and she certainly didn't feel like going home just yet. She turned the car on, pulling out of her parking space very slowly, she decided that she would hit the beach since there was still enough time to get at least a little tanning in. As she pulled the car up, she could see a large group of young people, around her age or even a little younger. She got out of the car, grabbing the bag with her bikini in it.
As she walked onto the sandy beach, which incidentally didn't cost a thing to get in, she looked at the gorgeous bodies around her, there were so many attractive women, the Will part of Wendy smirked, she could get so close to these women and they wouldn't think twice about it. Without a second thought, she went into one of the changing booths, quickly stripping down to nothing, admiring her nude body slightly. Finally getting dressed, she pulled the pink (barely legal) thong bikini up. Feeling sexy as she strutted around in the booth with nothing else on. After a few moments, she put the matching pink top on, it covered only about a third of her breast, the entire outfit didn't leave much to the imagination.
Wendy walked out of the booth, her things in tow, she spotted some lockers, deciding to put her belongings in a safe place would be a good choice. After having done that, she looked around the beach for a good place to interact with the crowd and relax a bit. Noticing a group of young women sitting and talking to each other, it looked perfect. Will was never very shy about much, he was the outgoing type and just being a woman was not going to change that even slightly. With confidence she walked over to them, she could feel stairs from all the guys behind her as they watched her as while she walked.
"Hello ladies, I'm new to America, I'm visiting my cousin and I was looking for some good American fun." Wendy stated simply.
They all looked at each other for a moment, all of them noticing her British accent. They smiled politely, one of them, supposedly the leader of the group, spoke up. "Sure, we're always looking for another girlfriend to hang out with. My name's Ashley Deen, this is Amber Marks, and that's Stephanie Johnson."
They were all beautiful and seemingly nice to boot, they seemed like upper-middle-class kind of girls. Good, not corrupted by money or any of that typical attitude of preppy girls. Wendy smiled, shaking all of their hands. "A pleasure, my name is Wendy Porter. My cousin's away on business, so I was extremely bored." She said down, putting her legs slightly off to one side of her. "So what do you American girls do for fun here?"
Ashley smiled slightly. "Party of course, what else is there to do on a Friday night?" She asked rhetorically.
"Usually there's always a party or two every weekend, plenty of alcohol and boys, no better combination." Chimed in Stephanie.
Looking around, Wendy smiled. "Well, there seems to be plenty of boys her for an army of women."
"You said your cousin was out of town didn't you?" Amber asked quizzically. "Is it a big house? Maybe we could have a party there or something? It'd be a great way to get to know a lot of people or even hook up with cute guys."
"Well, actually it's a mansion, plenty grand for a party." Wendy looked around for a moment, she wasn't sure if it was such a good idea, it was his house, but she would be taking a big chance by doing something so risque. Then again, this whole thing was a little risque. She though looking down at her thong bikini. "I don't know, I guess if there isn't hoards and hoards of people."
Ashley's eyes widened as she heard the mansion part. "We could make it a small get together, even a theme party. Pajama night, or toga party, or even a costume party. The three of us will even stay with you if you want. Just us though, everyone else will have to find a way home." She pointed to her cell phone. "Come on it wouldn't take long to spread the word."
That made Wendy's eyebrow shoot up. "Very well then, you win. I'll hold you to your word. Lets do a pajama party then. Make sure it's the skimpy kind, all right."
The girls giggled, after a while more of talking, they all went back to enjoying their day at the beach. Wendy had laid out for an hour or so, going into the water quite a few times and almost losing her top. It was a great day at the beach, she was approached by countless guys and received a phone book of numbers from almost all of them. After the sun set, she waved good-bye to her new friends, she would see them in about an hour for the party. She sighed. "Well, luckily there's plenty of alcohol at the mansion. I hope this turns out well." She thought, at least I'll get to see plenty of women in practically nothing, drunken at that fact. "I'll be seeing a lot tonight." She said as she grabbed her stuff, not bothering to get dressed and started heading home.