Chapter 1: Introduction
The pool was busy, like it always was during weekends. But I didn't mind the crowd. The asphalt scorched something fierce, and wherever they were, I was far more interested in spending the day with Isla.
I stood at the edge of the pool, leaning against the warm brick of the building. Dropping my towel, I dove into the cool water with the building anticipation of another scorching afternoon in the sun. My muscles tensed as I burst up to the surface, swiping my eyes clear of water so I could see better.
Isla and Bethany splashed each other, riding inflatable donuts and bellyaching with laughter when they nearly capsized.
The two were such contrasts: brash and bright Bethany, and our Isla, a little more reserved but still thrilling to be around. I'd trade anything to be the only man in the world who truly knew her.
Bethany wore the sluttiest bikini
she could possibly find, bold red with strings and floss for a bottom. Her tits pushed "accidentally" out of the top, a reason for anybody who looked to take a second gander at her.
Men fucking drooled over Bethany. I couldn't entirely blame them, but every time I noticed I had to look away. She didn't realize how many eyes were on her, that every time she flung her brunette hair over a shoulder or let out a billowing laugh, a dozen men wanted her.
I didn’t really like Bethany , but even I got a boner
looking at her.
Shaking off the thought, I swam over to Isla. Before I could even get halfway, she peeled off her sunglasses and waved me down. I kicked harder, and as I approached, she dragged me underwater into her arms, squeezing me close. Her tits squished against me, and I groped at her slippery back. She kissed me playfully, then let go, and we briefly treaded water together, her hand on my bicep.
"I'm so glad we're doing this. I couldn't wait to see your faces. I was a little worried you'd back out," Isla said with a smirk.
"Never! I love this place, and I love you." I patted her shoulder as we both turned to lay on their backs, the sun warming our faces.
"George? You still here?" Bethany waved her arm, water droplets splattering us.
Rolling my eyes, I made my way back toward her. "Yeah, I'm here.
I thought you two didn't need supervision?" I teased, winking at Bethany as I approached them.
Her grin faltered. I couldn't help but notice a blush creeping across her cheeks before she donned a fake smile and splashed me. "He can stay if you promise not to cause a scene, George."
Too busy shooting little jets of water at Bethany, I answered, "Oh, no – scenes are your thing, remember?"
Isla snickered between us.
Bethany began realising I was staring at her
, and her grin shifted to an awkward smirk, her eyebrows furrowing.
"I was just trying to get you to stop gawking," she replied, her voice syrupy-sweet.
I opened my mouth to retort, but right then, two kids cannonballed nearby, splashing us as they shrilled, their laughter piercing the air. Perfect timing. Swallowing whatever I'd been about to say, I gave Bethany a nonchalant smile.
She shifted uncomfortably in her flimsy bikini. I didn't mean to make her uncomfortable, but she was just too easy to tease.
George was no saint - but he wasn't a creepy bastard fixated on his best friend's body, either. Besides, he was supposed to be content with the love of his life, Isla. And he was. Most of the time.
The day passed uneventfully, the sun warming us to sleepiness.
Bethany seemed to be on a mission to keep me hard the whole day
, bending over and stretching as if on cue. Every now and then, she'd grin at me – a little too wide and mischievous for my comfort – but I wasn't going to bring it up while Isla was right next to us.
As soon as we decided to hit the showers, I jumped at the opportunity to be alone with Isla and maybe lose myself in her.
We turned in our towels, said our goodbyes to Bethany, and took advantage of the less busy late-afternoon hours at the pool.
Isla and I had the place pretty much to ourselves, save for a dozen families starting to wind down with their kids. We occupied one of the last open corners, and I snuggled up close to Isla, nibbling her ear. She giggled, squeezing me tight and whispered, “Save it for the showers, you rascal.”
As we padded barefoot toward the showers, our bodies glistening with sunscreen and pool water, I hardly noticed the slight drizzle of rain starting to come down outside.
However Bethany walked in naked accidently
revealing her body
to everyone in the shower area sending whisper
through the room.
“ you guys don’t mind that I’m naked right ? “
she said while sticking her breasts in all our faces.
Isla could only stare in shock as George was quick to snag a towel and cover Bethany immediately without hesitation.
“ Bethany what is wrong with you? We couldn’t see anything else anyways, you’re always dressed so provocatively!” Isla said in disbelief.
“ I just didn’t think you all would mind me enjoying the shower,“ Bethany said in an innocent tone not understanding why they were all embarrassed and shocked.