Maybe a shower would be good

You turn around slowly to face Kelly.

She doesn’t step back. If anything, she stays right where she is, her heavy tits pressing against your chest now, her thick thighs brushing against yours. She looks up at you with that same smirk, clearly enjoying how close she’s standing.

You keep one hand lightly on her hip as you look past her toward the living area, where Alicia and Kristen are still standing with their drinks.

“It’s still pretty hot and sweaty in here,” you say casually. “Now that the heater’s off, would it be alright if I grabbed a quick shower? Might be nice to cool off and clean up a bit.”

There’s a short pause.

Kristen’s eyes flick between you and Kelly. She bites her lower lip, suddenly looking nervous again.

“Um…” she starts, then hesitates.

Alicia raises an eyebrow, clearly curious about whatever Kristen’s about to say.

Kristen shifts her weight, her soft body still on display in her damp white bra and panties.

“The lock on the bathroom door doesn’t work,” she admits quietly. “And the fan in there… the air pressure makes the door swing open by itself sometimes. It’s happened a few times when I’ve stayed here. You kind of have to… hold it closed if you want privacy.”

She looks embarrassed as she says it, but she doesn’t look away.

Kelly lets out a low, amused laugh against your chest. She’s still pressed right up against you, making no effort to create space.

“Well that’s convenient,” she murmurs, just loud enough for you to hear.

Alicia grins and takes a sip of her drink, clearly enjoying the new information.

“So basically,” Alicia says, “whoever showers is gonna be giving the rest of us a free show every time the door pops open?”

Kristen’s face goes red, but she nods.

Kelly finally takes half a step back, but only so she can look up at you properly. Her hand stays resting lightly on your side.

“Still want that shower?” she asks, voice teasing.