Pleasently Handled

I look about, my mind once more wanting to remain nonchalant, even as I find myself all too keenly aware of just how exposed I am. Moving quickly, I dash, breast bouncing gently, to sit next to him. Turning to face him, I see Chris smiling gently back, as I speak up, "Actually, your offer has possibilities and ..."

He puts his fingers on my lips, even as he pulls me back, helping me to recline next to him, "Na, it's quite alright. You're new and don't know anyone yet. I'm sure we'll all enjoy the sight of anyone sunbathing here... especially with your curves." He pauses, feeling myself relaxing on and next to him, an arm wrapping around my shoulders, his hand resting casually upon me, if a bit too close to my breasts for comfort.

Letting out a sigh, he speaks back up, casual and happy, "Don't worry about it. As for your new roomie, I'm sure he won't mind... he's just a new acquaintance, right? A man you just happen to live with?"

I look back, feeling myself melt against him, enjoying the shared warmth compared to the cool spring breeze, noticing the goosebumps already covering me from head to toe. Feeling his hands upon me, I let out a soft gasp as I find his touch comforting, even if surprisingly intimate...

Relaxing with and across him, my mind comes racing to the fact that just his shorts are all that separates me from what is a rather noticeable bulge in his shorts. Putting my hands under my head, I manage to stretch out a bit, relaxing on is side, "Yea, just met him last night. Don't know much about him, actually."

His left hand moves not so subtly now, caressing me before hanging on the side of my breasts, his fingers smoothly moving across my nipple. His left hand moves across my waist, and as I look down, ever closer to the space between my legs, "That's just great, actually. You're single... I'm single. We should hitch up, before your new roomie gets any ideas."

I felt myself relaxing against him, nervously giggling back, even as I find myself enjoying his company and his touch. A moment later, I hear a woman's voice ring out.

"Ah, there you are! Didn't I tell you there'd be someone for you here?" to which he smiles back, and I look up in time to see a man and a woman standing before me. She's a blonde, wearing a red and white striped mini-micro bikini, highlighting her curves quite well, while he had on a dark black/silver pair of shorts. They put down a towel each nearby, and were smiling down at us. "Say, did you get her to strip already, or did the lovely ginger just happen to come that way, Chris?, she teases, a toothy grin aimed at us.

Looking about, I manage not to move from my spot, which would be rather difficult anyway, with how tightly he's holding me. "Hey, whos you friends?" I inquire, doing my best to remain casual, a pleasant smile plastering my face that was, much to my surprise, is largely genuine.

Looking a bit sheepish now, he nods before declaring, "Bridjet, they are my roommates... who I told you about before. Lance and Tiffany. We shake, and they claim a spot nearby. Small talk happens, notably about the almost welcome they had to delay. I smile back, amused as they banter, even as I do my best not to say anything as Chris gets rather handzy with me.

Can't tell if it's to be polite, not to break the conversation, or just how much I'm enjoying it, but I relax tightly against him more and more, enjoying my exposure, feeling his fingers find my shaved mound, fingering my clit casually as we take turns speaking,

Eventually, we're relaxing together, and Tiffany breaks the silence just then with a question that surprised me, "You two make such a cute couple... here, let me prove it! Let me take a picture!"

I manage not to gasp, letting in a sudden breath as my mind races. I'm just trying to enjoy the day, but still.. will indulging them hurt anyone? I wanted to make friends, so...