Hit the hot tub

The girls were satisfied with our little performance, so they were willing to call everything even, but on the condition that we left the Speedos on for the rest of the night. At this point I had a fairly decent buzz going on, so I wasn't going to debate this point, and Simon was used to them so he was in his element. We drained another bottle of wine and moved on to mixed drinks before Rachel reminded everyone that there was a hot tub out back. The girls were excited at the prospect of luxuriating, so they quickly dispatched us to prep the tub for everyone while they got changed.

"That was... interesting," Simon said as we pulled the cover off of the hot tub, setting it off to the side.

"Considering how much the girls show off for us," I replied, "I guess we can repay them every now and again."

"Yeah, I guess," he chuckled as he flipped the power switch, turning on the bubbling jets.

We both decided to jump in, audibly sighing as we clinked our cups together and kicked back across from each other. We barely had any time to soak up before we heard the back door opening, both of us turning in unison to see what was coming our way.

Talia and Rachel came out hand-in-hand wearing matching bikinis, Talia in black and Rachel in white. As they stepped into the tub and sat between Simon and I, I couldn't help but notice the way Talia smiled and winked at me, almost like a subtle reminder of the previous evening.

Elizabeth wore a blue bikini that almost seemed a size too small, her bountiful breasts almost spilling over the top and bobbing with each step. As she seated herself next to Rachel and I, I couldn't help but notice how her hand landed on my thigh and stayed there.

Stephanie came out in a bubblegum-pink bikini that perfectly accentuated he every curve, an involuntary pang of lust coursing through me as she stepped into the tub and sat on Simon's lap. Despite everything I'd experienced and gone through, I had yet to surmount that obstacle, though I felt closer to the top then I had in a long time.

Corrine wore a red bikini that looked as though it might as well have been painted on. I was mesmerized as she walked towards us, studying every curve and jiggle as she climbed in and sat beside me, biting the lip of her plastic cup before taking a drink.

Apparently Amy had gone bikini shopping before this trip because she strutted out in a dark-green string bikini that showcased her athletic body from head to toe. And she had a lower **** tolerance than the rest of us since she was pretty tipsy by this point -- she slipped coming in, playing it off like she pretended to, landing in my lap with a laugh as she nearly spilled her whole drink. "Nice catch, Sssstud," she slurred, her cheeks glowing.

"Careful there," I chuckled, trying to take her drink from her only to watch her down what was left of it.

"Thhhhisisawesome!" Amy declared, causing all of us to laugh as we all kicked back and settled in.