Saturday

"This place is adorable!" Chelsea's voice rang through the open three-story house. "Look at all these pictures! And these cute crab statues! I love it!" I listened to see if Lisa and Chris had heard us. It was their Jeep Grand Cherokee that was in the driveway after all. But as we made our way up the stairs to the third floor, it was evident they weren't in the house.

"Looks like they took the Master Suite," I said, noticing some open suitcases inside the largest, most decorated room on the top floor. "We've got our pick of the other three, though." We looked around the top floor which was open yet cozy. The top of the stairs walked right into a living area with two couches, one two-seater and one three-seater, along with a recliner all huddled in front of a TV that hung above the mantal of a fireplace. A small kitchen sat to the right of the stairs with an elevated breakfast bar counter and four stools. Next to that was a large, wooden table that fit eight chairs comfortably. To the left was the master suite that Lisa and Chris had claimed.

The place was nice. It was spacious but not too large, cozy but not too small. It would be just perfect for the eight of us so that we wouldn't all be on top of each other but also wouldn't be too spread out. We made our way down to the second floor which had a main shared space that had a poker table in the middle and three more bedrooms. We scoped out each one. There were two that had doors out to the back deck. One of those had a queen size bed and the other had two single beds. We picked the one with the queen size bed and plopped our bags down.

"Seems pretty comfy," Chelsea said. She laid down on the bed and kicked her feet up. "I just want to stretch out and take a nap after all that driving."

"I want to hit the beach!" I said. I opened the door and stepped one foot out onto the deck.

"We have to go grocery shopping!' Chelsea yelled.

"I know," I laughed. "I'm just checking everything out. I'll be right back."

The deck had a set of stairs that went down to the ground level where another larger deck with a built-in pool sat. I dipped my toe in the water to find it pleasantly cool. It was so hot and humid there I really did want to just get in my bathing suit and hit the beach. Instead, I made my way up the tall set of stairs that traversed the barrier dune and led to the beach. When I got to the top I stopped and looked around, taking in the sights of a mostly empty beach. Probably empty due to the turnover day, I thought as I peered back and forth. My eyes stopped suddenly on a couple that were sitting directly in front of our house. They were lying down on a towel, embracing much closer than you'd expect from a couple on the beach. I could see the woman's hands near the man's crotch, moving slowly back and forth. The guy's hand slipped up the woman's side, his fingertips brushing the side of her bikini-clad breast.

Suddenly a family walking on the shoreline came close enough for them to part and act as if they'd just been sunbathing nonchalantly the whole time. That's when I noticed...

Son of a bitch

It was Lisa and Chris. I laughed and strutted down the steps. Lisa noticed me and jumped to her feet. Her large breasts, bounced in her tiny bikini top as she brushed sand from her knees. A slight sweat shone on her tan skin in the intense sunlight. Her hair was already frazzled from the humidity and blowing in the wind. Chris followed, climbing to his feet.

"Hey!" Lisa greeted as I approached. "Did you just get here?"

"Yea," I replied. "About ten minutes ago. I see you guys claimed the Master Suite."

"First come first serve, baby," Chris said. Lisa gave me a warm, welcoming hug. Chris opened his arms to do the same but I placed my palm on his chest, stopping him in his tracks.

"I'm not looking to get into a sword fight with you, man," I said, glancing down at the egregious bulge in his swim trunks. It was hard to blame him. Just the hug from Lisa alone was enough to get my cock twitching in my shorts.

"Fair enough," Chris said with a laugh. "Good to see you, bro."

"I think we are going to go grocery shopping. Do you guys want to come?"

"No, I'd rather stay on the beach," Lisa replied.

"Can you get the permit for the bonfire then?" I asked.

"Maybe when we go back up," Lisa said.

"You have to go before 4pm," I told her. "It's at the Fire Station. It's super easy. You just need your license."

"Hmmm... I don't know," Lisa said. "I think we are going to stay on the beach. I've got some, umm, things to take care of." Lisa's eyes drifted down toward Chris' still-obvious erection.

I took a deep breath, swallowing the frustrating words I wanted to spill. Lisa was a very nice girl and very fun, but she could be lazy and selfish at times.

When I got back to the house, I heard Lauren and Chelsea's voice echoing through the open space. Then Ariel's cut in followed by a booming chorus of laughter. I made my way up the steps to the second floor where I found the group huddled together, laughing around the poker table.

"Hey!" Robert said as I came up the stairs. I was greeted with a big, tight hug from my muscle-bound friend. Robert was definitely the strongest of our group but he was also the shortest and definitely not the most athletic. He was more into lifting weights than playing sports. Chris and I were the more athletic ones, I having played Tennis through college and Chris having played multiple sports at a high level through high school. "Good to see you, man!"

Robert slapped me on the back, almost knocking the wind from my lungs. A lineup followed. First Ariel who held her arms open wide and brought me in for a tight squeeze. My brain nearly short-circuited when Lauren came in next. She was wearing a white, skin-tight tank top that had a deep neckline and, from the looks of her nipples poking through the fabric, no bra underneath. The overload of all of her cleavage closing in on me made me panic and overthink things. In my attempts to make things not awkward, I ended up leaning back in our hug, making it even more awkward than I had worried.

"Don't worry," Lauren said. "They won't pop." I felt the heat rising in my face. It wasn't often that I found myself tongue-tied around anyone in our group. We were all so comfortable with each other by then, but the overflow of blood to my head seemed to scramble my brain.

"You must be Liam," I said, quickly trying to shift the attention elsewhere. I held my hand out to the tall, skinny newcomer to our group and he shook it emphatically.

"Nice to meet you," he said. "I've heard so much about all you guys. I'm glad I finally get to meet you and hang out with everyone."

"I'm not so sure you'll be saying that in seven days," I said. "Just make sure you lock the door when you shower. This guy likes to sneak in and ask for people to wash his back." I elbowed Robert's bicep and he responded by backhanding me in the ribs.

"Don't worry, he won't be showering alone anyway," Lauren said. She placed her arm around Liam's elbow and winked at him.

"There's room for three in these showers," Robert said with a grin. The grin turned upside down when Ariel slapped his arm.

"We should get going," I said to Chelsea. "We don't want to miss the chance to get the bonfire permit."

"YES!" Robert chanted. "Bonfire! Woohoo!"

"Are Lisa and Chris coming?" Chelsea asked. "They should help us grocery shop."

"No," I replied. "They're busy getting busy on the beach."

"On the beach!?" Chelsea exclaimed. "God, those two can be so horny."