no, apparently he wouldn't

Jake's stare was transfixed on the Latina woman. It was beginning to get a little awkward, and Abbie was starting to feel annoyed that the vibe was fading.

"No," he said quietly. "I mean, yeah, you can keep going, but I think I'm gonna head back to the main pool." He began to swim away, and Abbie quickly followed.

"What's going on, Jake?"

He shook his head, and whispered to Abbie. "I don't know. I mean, I'm totally into watching you do stuff, but I don't know about watching someone else. Do you want to stay?"

Abbie glanced back. "Yeah, kind of. I do."

Jake sighed. "That's okay. Just -- you're not gonna -- I mean ..."

Abbie pulled Jake to her, and held his face in her hands. "I'm not going to ditch you, if that's what you're worried about. But this is kind of fun, isn't it?"

Jake grinned thinly. "I'm sure it is. I'm probably just tired. I'll be back at our pool chairs. Or up in the room. Come on back when you want."

Abbie kissed him softly and briefly. "See you soon." Jake swam away, out of the grotto, and back to the main pool. Abbie watched him go. Was this our first fight? she thought. This is the sort of thing couples do, isn't it? She sighed. We're not a couple. We're not ... no, we're not a couple.

Abbie turned back to the grotto, hoping to find distraction. And while the other pair was getting cozy together, their eyes were on Abbie.

"I'm surprised you're back," said the Latina woman. "I would have expected it to be your boyfriend who stayed."

Abbie smiled. "He's not --" She stopped and shook her head. "Doesn't matter. He wanted to go lay in the sun."

"Not you?" the woman asked. "It's okay. I mean, for me, anyway. I'm still having fun." She laughed a little. "This is Simon. And I'm Nicole." Simon nodded politely, but most of his focus was on Nicole.

Abbie walked a few steps closer to them. "I'm Abbie." She paused, then continued. "Sorry if I'm a little awkward -- I don't usually, you know, watch other people like this."

Nicole smiled at her. "Don't say another word, sirenita. Anything that happens, it's all good." Nicole turned back toward Simon, and put her hands on his chest. With a wink back to Abbie, Nicole closed her eyes and faced Simon, bringing their lips together in a kiss.

Simon had one hand on Nicole's back and the other on the back of her head. As they made out, Nicole shifted her position so that she was sitting on Simon's lap, straddling him. She had one arm draped around his neck, and the other was partially hidden to Abbie, who had taken her original seat a little ways down the U-shaped bench.

Nicole and Simon's kisses were getting more intense. Abbie noticed that their bodies were undulating a bit, almost writhing together as they made out. Nicole was practically grinding on Simon's lap, and Simon's hands were getting quite busy on the exposed skin on Nicole's back. He had big hands, and as he ran them down her back toward her white bikini bottoms, his fingertips teased the top of the suit, but didn't go further than that edge.

Nicole, most likely reacting to something she felt pushing against her body, reached a hand down between her and Simon toward his lap -- or more accurately, toward his crotch. Her hand stayed there for a bit, and Simon's squirming suggested (to Abbie) that Nicole was getting a bit friskier.

Without realizing it, Abbie put a hand on her breast, and lightly touched her own skin around her bathing suit top. The base of her palm grazed her own nipple, which she put a bit of pressure on as she idly stroked her chest. She ran her other hand through her hair, appreciating the sensation of her fingernails along her scalp.

Nicole caught a glimpse of Abbie's movement, and turned her head away from Simon (still working her hand down between their bodies), and turned herself slightly toward Abbie. In a fairly swift move, Nicole spun around on Simon's lap, her hands coming free from his suit. She still straddled his legs, but now she sat with her back toward Simon's chest. Simon's attention was on Nicole, his hands now running along her thighs. Nicole's hands were on Simon's knees. She turned her head to look at Abbie, catching her as she was giving her breast a stronger squeeze.