Actions speak louder than words..

"Just a minute!" announced Natalie, pulling the shoulder strap of her skimpy white cocktail dress back up in place. "Let's do this occasion up right!" Both roommates watched as the thirty-year-old darted back out into the suite. Emma slid near her friend, nude herself now under the bubbles, as they awaited the swimwear shop owner's return.

"Wonder what you've got us into now, Robs!" smirked the buxom brunette, lobbing a mound of white froth at the pert blonde's face.

Robyn easily avoided the slow-traveling globules of soap, splashing back with a palmful of bathwater.

"Okay! Here we go, girls!" Natalie announced on her return. She was minus both her shoulderbag and the slinky cocktail dress, a silver dining tray was level between her outstretched arms, replete with a fresh bottle of champagne and three long-stemmed, fluted glasses. The wavy-haired brunette bent down, setting the tray by the opposite side of the tub from the two friends. As she straightened up, Natalie found the cord of the g-string that paired with the dress and wriggled the elasticized cord down over her wide, but chiselled, hips.

Both Emma and Robyn tried not to stare as they shared their first glimpse of Natalie's nude body. The woman obviously took care of herself. Her ample curves showed not much sign of fat, her good-sized titties settling nicely on her ribcage, the wide aureoles getting darker before their eyes. The duo watched her long, sculpted legs disappear into the bubbles as Natalie stepped into the tub just before them. They saw a very dense, but very narrow strip of pussyhair above the woman's slit before she eased her lush ass onto the built-in seat below the waterline. The woman was hard to resist before, but now..naked before them.. did either have a prayer of not succumbing to her charms?

Natalie, seemingly oblivious to the effect her nudity had on the younger women, turned to the tub's edge and began to fill the tall glassware to each rim. She smiled as she turned to hand each surfer girl an effervescing glass of the champagne. They watched as she filled one for herself and set the bottle down, turning to them with her own filled glass.

"Let me just offer this toast," she smiled, raising her glass, waiting for the two of them to do the same.

"To good friends, recent successes.." She clinked glass edges with the two nearly ten years her junior. "..And future endeavours!"

The three laughed and pulled their glasses back to drink. Natalie downed hers easily, Emma and Robyn sipped at theirs. The two watched as Natalie refilled hers.

"That.." Natalie said, gesturing to the newly filled glass, "..and this," added the woman, easing deeper under the suds, "..feel soooo good after a long night of listening to the 'boys' ", she said, adding air quotes with her available fingers. She giggled, forming one hand into a yacking mouth. The traveling surf buddies giggled politely back at her.

"So what were you planning on.." started Emma, somewhat intrigued by the woman's earlier proposals.

"Oh, there's time for that talk at breakfast, if you don't mind, love," Natalie said softly, enjoying the warm embrace of the water. "Let's just relax and enjoy the moment.."

Emma and Robyn eagerly agreed, accepting refills now themselves.

Moments later, Robyn felt searching toes at the entrance to her pussy. She looked quickly to Emma, who smiled and sipped her champagne. She swallowed hard, eased open her trim legs, not wanting Emma to feel betrayed.

The busty brunette smiled at her friend, sipped her drink, then felt the soft skin of what could only be Natalie's calf rub her soft upper thigh. She grinned back at the swimshop owner challengingly, remembering how she had become the aggressor after Natalie intruded in the changing cubicle.