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Chapter 32 by zankoo zankoo

What's next?

Abbie agrees

Neither Abbie nor Jake knew which of them Olivia was talking to. Perhaps Olivia didn't either, and merely hoped that someone would step up. After everything that had transpired, they had plenty more in their minds than sunscreen, and Olivia was clearly not someone to shy away from opportunity. Thus far, Olivia had only played the voyeur, but she hoped that Abbie and Jake (or at least, Abbie or Jake) would be adventurous enough to take things a nudge further.

"Of course, I'll help you." Abbie turned her upper body to face Olivia.

"Thanks."

Abbie's bikini top was still untied and laying on the deck chair under where her body had been, so when she turned and propped herself up on an elbow, she completely exposed her breasts to Olivia. Rather than rush to cover herself, Abbie took a breath and rubbed her hands across her breasts, savoring the sensation of her own touch, and enjoying the hot air on her bare skin.

She pulled the bikini off the chair, and held it out behind her toward Jake. The absence of urgency in her actions was a turn-on, in a passive sort of way. Abbie knew she had to put her top back on, but whether it happened in two seconds or two minutes, it wasn't a concern.

"Do you want a hand?" asked Jake.

"Mm," Abbie nodded. "Yours." She turned back to him and winked. Jake draped the bikini top over her chest, and as Abbie pulled her hair out of his way, he tied the strings behind her neck. The front of it still dangled limply in front her breasts, and for the moment, she was mostly still exposed.

Olivia was happy to continue playing the voyeur, and seeing Abbie in this limbo state of partial undress was exciting. As she watched Jake help Abbie get her suit back on, Olivia idly brushed the tips of her fingers between her legs and across her own body.

Jake got to the back strings of Abbie's bikini next, and tied them behind her. Once he had finished, he gently brought his hands back around to her front to (unnecessarily) check the fit of her top, and give himself one more free feel.

Abbie smiled at him, and then stood up. As she took a few steps toward the other chair, Olivia also stood, and together, the two women lowered the back of the chair so that it lay flat. Abbie waited and watched as Olivia removed her mesh wrap, and then lay down on her front on the chair, her legs stretched straight out behind her, her arms folded under her head. She faced toward Jake, but her eyes were closed.

What's next?

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