Between Brandon and 'Ashley'

"Oh, finally...!" Brandon found himself thinking, as he was catching up on the figure ahead of him. It was almost definitively Ashley he decided, as he could see the light reflecting in her wet blonde hair and her slender shoulders.

He wasn't completely certain until he could see the familiar swimsuit however, and he was becoming increasingly interested as he wondered why she'd be trying it on right now. Perhaps she just intended to impress on the other girls, or she was actually waiting for him to just happen to come by...?

Whatever the reason there was more than just his curiosity on the rise though, and he could feel himself smiling hornily while memories of previous sessions with his girlfriend passed through his mind. Once again it made him wonder how he'd possibly come to lust for another the other day...

And with little else going on in his mind he managed to sneak right up on the girl from behind, to gently cup one of those firm buttocks in his palm, while leaning down over her shoulder to reach for her lips as she turned her head back with a startled yelp.

Only then did he realize he'd caught the wrong girl, and he could feel them both freezing up as he found himself staring into Victoria's surprised green eyes. The shock of the revelation was even so much that he failed to dislodge his hand from her naked bottom, and as a result he just stood there squeezing it firmly while basically hanging all over her shoulder...

"Oh, crap...?!" He whispered finally, but still without making a move to let her go, and just stammered as he tried to apologize. "I... I thought that..."

"That I was Ashley...?" She finished the sentence for him, while surprising even herself with her relative calm. She even managed a weak smile at him, while trying to somehow ignore the warmth that was starting to spread from her tender buttock to some other nearby parts of her body.

"Y-yeah...!" The guy stuttered, and then finally let go of her as she glanced down to where his body was connected to her own. "Dammit, Vicky...! I'm so sorry!"

"Oh, it's ok!" She gave a quick laughter, while again trying to shut out that strange feeling inside of her. At least some parts of her seemed to gladly have let him grope her for that much longer. She could see that look of deepest regret in his eyes though, and answered his question before he could ask it. "I promise, she won't hear about this."

"T-thanks...!" He managed a weak smile back at her, but still looked like he was full of regret. "It really means a lot..."