Chloe admires herself

If everyone else was out doing their own thing, then there was no reason that Chloe couldn’t do the same. Gavin likely wanted to be alone for a while anyway, so this would allow him to have his space without Chloe sitting around the cabin feeling bored. Looking down at the shorts and hoodie she was still wearing from the day before though, she realised that she’d need to change, and a shower probably wouldn’t go a miss either.

“Alright, sounds like fun,” Chloe agreed. “But I need to get changed.”

“No problem,” came Hannah’s voice over the phone. “I’ll be there in about an hour or so.”

“Great,” Chloe said. “I’ll see you soon then.”

“Laters, beautiful.” And Hannah hung up.

Chloe chuckled to herself a little, as she headed to the main bathroom down the hall. A warm, satisfied feeling filled her body as she replayed Hannah’s compliment over in her head. Chloe had never thought much of her shape, seeing her tits as too big or her ass as too fat, more of a curse than ‘beautiful’, and yet, over the past week, both Kurt and Hannah had told her just how sexy her body was. Zack did too, but she didn’t rank his opinion with the others anymore.

Entering the bathroom, she turned on the shower and pulled the hoodie up over her head and tossed it aside, her large, heavy tits in her powder blue bra bouncing into view. The redhead reached behind her back and unclasped the bra, slipping it off her shoulders and down her arms, watching in the mirror as her tits, with hardened nipples and deep pink areolas dropped free. Just taking off her clothes reminded her of the game of ‘Never Have I Ever’ that they played the night before and how eager Hannah had been to see her tits then.

As she pushed her shorts down her legs, the matching blue panties following soon after. Her hands roamed over her whole body, admiring herself in the mirror, seeing for the first time her curves and her full, luscious shape. Maybe she was sexy. If she saw a girl walking down the street with these breasts and that ass, she might think that she was hot. Depending on what she was wearing.

Chloe sighed as she stepped into the shower, allowing the warm water to drench her sweaty, sticky skin. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the shower rinsing away the activities of the last two days, starting to feel clean and new almost immediately. She turned and allowed the water to soak her hair and run down her back, dripping off her buttocks, while some streamed down her shoulders and over her breasts. Opening her eyes, she looked down as she took a breast in each hand, cupping them and admiring the heft in her palms.

Part of the problem perhaps was that Chloe never dressed to accentuate her body. No one came up to her on the street to tell her she was hot or whistled at her from across the street. But it was a vicious circle. She felt insecure, so she covered up with hoodies and sweatpants, and no one paid her any attention, which only made her feel even more insecure. But now that she was beginning to feel freer in her body, and showing off a bit more, she was getting compliments all the time. Maybe it was finally time for her to admit to herself that she was, undeniably, hot.

She washed her hair, and then her body, lathering up the shower wash over her tits as she thought about Hannah. It was rather odd that Hannah out of all people would call her up on a day off and ask her to meet up. Chloe supposed that maybe she should even be rejecting the older Woodsen on principle; she was loyal to her little sister who had cheated with Zack. But Hannah wasn’t Ashley, and it didn’t feel right to charge her with her sister’s crimes. Still, as she rubbed her nipples through the suds, she felt a sense of trepidation about meeting Hannah.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of Hannah. Quite the opposite. As she spread the body wash lower down her body, over her stomach, and hips and thighs, then finally dipping between her legs, Chloe reminded herself just how far she’d gone with Hannah last night. When she closed her eyes she could still see Hannah’s legs wrapped around hers, the sound of squishing cunts pressed against each other. Looking into the older blonde's eyes, and kissing her, lip locked on both parts of their bodies, as the feeling built and built.

Chloe’s fingers danced over her clit and she bit her lip, the same feeling from last night, again building and building inside her. But here, in the shower was less intense, and she missed that powerful, overwhelming, all consuming sense of impending pleasure. She remembered it surging through her right up until she came, squirting all over Hannah, the blonde’s orgasm retaliating and squirting right back. No wonder she felt so sticky all over her bottom half. She remembered that same feeling earlier in the day, by the waterfall when she’d been riding Gavin’s cock while Kurt fucked her asshole.

Licking the middle finger of her free hand, Chloe bent forward slightly then reached back. While one hand rubbed ferociously at her clit, she dipped the other between her asscheeks, finding her puckered hole with the tip of her middle finger. She rubbed tiny little circles around the rim of her butthole, seriously regretting not bringing her dildo with her to the shower. As she leaned her face against the cool tiles, she thought about Gavin and Kurt, their cocks driving in and out of her tight, hot holes. She recalled feeling their cocks inside her, feeling them press and rub against each other through the wall between her holes, remembering how desirable and sexy it felt to have two cocks taking her at the same time.

Still rubbing at her clit, so hard in fact that she was tugging at her pussy lips, hearing them squish in time with her hand, she felt a pulse of electric euphoria fire through her body. As the pleasure hit her, her butthole relaxed and she was able to slide her middle finger inside her ass. She threw back her head and gasped, the pleasure intensifying and multiplying, like all the sensations in her body were being wrapped up into a grenade. The memories of being fucked by two men yesterday, the wet sounds of her pussy as she stroked her clit, the tightness of her ass squeezing her finger, the water running over her shoulders, cascading down over her sensitive nipples; it was all being pulled together deep inside her. She let herself go, gave herself over to the pleasure, and felt the pin being pulled.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” she growled, as the full brunt of the explosive, intense bliss slammed into her body like being hit by a car.

Her hips bucked, as she tried to keep up the machinations on her clit and ass throughout her spasms, but suddenly her clit grew very sensitive and her arms became weak. She slid down the shower on to her knees, her squirting cunt gushing over her thighs, her juices running into the shower water. Chloe bowed her head and placed her hands on the shower tray, struggling not to simply fall over and curl up in a ball until the pleasure released control of her body. Her body twitched and shook for several minutes, like every muscle in her body was tightening in response to the glorious satisfaction bursting forth from inside her pussy, emitting straight to centre of her very being.

It was several minutes before the climax passed, though there were still aftershocks and tremors that made her gasp and pant, and it was another few minutes even after that before the redhead felt strong enough to move, standing and turning off the shower and staggering out into the bathroom. Feebly, she softly towelled herself off making sure not to rub at her sensitive areas too much. For one, the sensitivity was too intense right now, and secondly, if she started getting riled up again she might never be ready for Hannah. And she’d already wasted enough time…well, perhaps not wasted…

Daring, and because she was fairly certain no one was in the house besides Gavin, Chloe walked naked from the bathroom to the bedroom naked, rubbing at her hair with the towel as she walked. Just as she expected, there was no one else around, and she safely made it to her room without being seen. She knelt before her suitcase and rummaged through her belongings, finding a cute peplum top and leggings but finding herself disgusted by her underwear. It was nice, but it was all cotton or cotton and lace and they were either normal briefs, boy shorts or control underwear. Chloe tossed the underwear back into the suitcase and sighed. She wanted to feel sexy. Not for Hannah, but for herself, she wanted to feel as good about herself as everyone else saw her. Step one of that she decided was to wear some hot underwear beneath her clothing, even if no one else ever saw them.

Pouting and pondering the dilemma, she wondered if she could borrow someone else’s clothes. Ashley was a no go, because of their history and they were completely different shapes. Victoria and Lisa might work, but the police had taken Lisa’s bag. The best fit, Chloe suspected, would be Heather. So, exiting her bedroom, still naked except for the towel covering her hair, she padded through the empty, silent cabin to Heather and Victoria’s room. There, she found Heather’s suitcase and opened it up, grinning immediately.

Sorting through the thongs and g-strings and even a c-string, which bemused Chloe because she couldn’t figure out how it was supposed to stay on, Chloe picked out a sexy pair of royal blue, sheer and lace panties. She stepped into them and pulled them up over her thick legs and up tight over her ass, turning then to the mirror to marvel at how they looked on her. The material didn’t offer much more coverage than a thong, much different than the briefs she normally wore, but the strong waist band helped the material to lift her butt, making it look even fuller and rounder. The sheer lace was fantastically alluring as well, showing off the hint of skin without her being naked.

She found the matching low cut caged lace bra and tried it on too, this one clasping at the front rather than the back. She enjoyed how the straps supported her tits, lifting them while also showing off a lot of side boob and cleavage while a lace covering disguised her underboob and nipples. Looking at herself in the mirror with the full set, the redhead bit her lip and smiled. She looked absolutely fuckable. She hoped Heather didn’t’ mind her borrowing them, because she might not be able to give them back.

Returning to her room, a buzz in her belly at being able to walk through the cabin in this hot bra and panties, she finished dressing, and slipped on a pair of ankle strap gladiator style sandals, then looked at her phone. It had been over an hour, which didn’t surprise Chloe, but Hannah still wasn’t there yet. With some time to spare, Chloe headed back to Gavin’s room and knocked on the door. There was no answer, but she didn’t want to go inside in case he was still doing…that.

“Gavin?” She called, but there was still no answer. “Maybe you’re sleeping but if you’re not, I just wanted to let you know I’m heading out for a bit.”

Once again, no answer, but when she listened hard enough, she could hear him breathing. Satisfied, he at least likely heard her, she walked to the living room, hearing the sound of a car outside just as she entered. She placed her phone into a hand bag, as she opened the cabin door and stepped outside onto the porch, just in time to see Hannah in a blouse and skirt, much like yesterday but having foregone tights, stepping out of a black luxury sedan.

“Wow, you look nice, Chlo,” Hannah said, seeing her descend the steps. “I hope you didn’t dress up for me. I’m still stuck in my work clothes.”

“I think you suit business attire,” Chloe replied, thinking that, with Hannah’s confidence, she could make a pillow case look chic. “But this is a beautiful car. Is it alright for you to be driving me around in it?”

“Sure. It’s a company car Robert gave to me for professional and personal use while I’m interning for him.” Hannah assured her, walking around and opening the passenger side door for the redhead.

“Wow, that’s so cool,” Chloe awed, sliding into the passenger seat and smiling back at Hannah as the older woman closed the door. She waited until Hannah had gone around and slipped back into the driver’s side before continuing the conversation. “So, where are we going?”