Misty loved how her breasts jiggled like jello inside the firm, tight fabric. Each bounce was a loving caress of her sensitive nipples. Walking up to the checkout behind Dean, she had a thought, "Dean...I'll be right back". Misty went back to the rack and grabbed a few of the competition looking swimsuits, some full body others not, and ran back to the counter.
"We need a few more" she smiled.
Dean smiled wide and nodded, "Ring it all up" and Dean reached out to give one of Misty's nipples a few gentle rubs.
Dean paid, grabbed the bag of special suits, and headed out to the car with Misty close behind.
Misty turned to Dean in the car, "Let's head to the pool first. I feel the need to swim a few dozen laps"
Dean thought, "Hmm, me too. And I bet we might find someone who needs a suit" Dean winks to Misty on the last part.
Dean heads to the poolhouse for the country club, where all the swimteams practice. Misty reaches in and grabs a female bikini bottom and Dean grabs a male competition jammer and a women's triathlon top.
They smile at each other and Misty said, "We each get one new friend, a few dozen laps, and then back to your place for the rest of the fun"
Dean growled happily, "Yes yes yes!", and both quickly exited the car and headed straight to the pool's dressing rooms.