Episode Two: Watchful Eyes & Busy Hands

Coming back upstairs after using his personal bathroom, Zack made one extra pit stop in the kitchen. Jared looked up and nodded as he poured soda into a cup. Leon barely acknowledged his friend's presence. The blond-haired boy had other things on his mind as he hunched over the kitchen island, scarfing down a piece of pizza.

"Seriously?" Zack questioned.

"That's what I said," Jared said.

"Well, you better hurry up. I'm fairly sure that we're late in getting back," Zack informed Leon as he and Jared left the kitchen.

Entering the living room, a surprise awaited Zack. Rather than a petite blonde on the couch, he found a busty redhead. Glancing down at the floor, Ashley now matched Paris by laying on the floor. Looking up, she gave her former masseur a wave.

"Poppy couldn't deal with Hannah's fidgeting," Ashley informed him.

"I don't fidget!" her older sister declared.

"Yes, you do. That's why I'm on the floor instead of sitting next to you." Ashley noticed the concern in Zack's eyes. With a slight shake of her head and a warm smile, the cheerleader let him know it wasn't because of his wandering hands. "I overdid my workout this morning. My legs feel tight, so stretching them out might help."

"You could always sit next to me, Zacky," Hannah suggested.

"Yeah, right. He knows that you can't sit still, fidgeter," Ashley commented, rolling her eyes at Taylor.

"I do NOT fidget!" Hannah shrieked. Turning to Jared, she asked, "Did I bother you by moving around a little?"

"A little? Haha!" Poppy laughed.

"I'd rather not answer," Jared stated.

"Why not?!"

"Because you're a fidgeter," Peter said.

"Sorry, Han, you're very much a wiggler," Taylor joined, sending Hannah into a pout.

"Little Bishop, I hope you don't mind getting sandwiched between a pair of hot redheads. We promise not to smother you with our bountiful bosoms. Right, Chloe?" Poppy asked, patting the middle seat for Zack to sit down on.

The ****-look Chloe shot Poppy would've stopped most girls from continuing, but not the fun-loving ginger.

"As she's your BFF, I'll let her get the next massage. You looked to have talented hands based on Ashley's reactions under the cover of darkness."

"What?!" Hannah squawked.

"Zachary!" Taylor glared at her little brother.

"What...I...it wasn't—"

"God, it wasn't anything salacious. My leg hurt, and Zack tried to help," Ashley covered for him. "You girls need to get your mind out of the gutter."

"Speaking of gutters..." Poppy muttered as Leon ran into the room.

"Whoa! What happened?" he asked, surveying the new seating arrangements.

"Free seat for you, buddy," Peter couldn't stop himself from pointing.

"Really? Cool!"

"No! No, I need it free to stretch out," Hannah attempted to wave off Leon's approach.

"No can do, Han. You can't take up two seats on the couch," Taylor proclaimed. "But get the lights first, Leon."

"Crap," Hannah mumbled, shooting her little sister a dirty look. "And grab me a blanket before you sit down."

Matt Wright walked into his kitchen, heading for the refrigerator and something cool to drink. Memorial Day weekend had turned hot and humid in his hometown. The cookout so far had been brutal between the weather and his mom's friends tearing up over her upcoming departure.

Taking a long gulp of his drink, Matt stopped to watch as his mom and Ms. Lightly poured over a kitchen table full of papers. Pausing mid-drink, he admired that toned ass that had been over at his house with increasing frequency these last few months. Unable to recall ever seeing Emma in anything but professional attire, Matt couldn't wait until she went with them to the lake. He knew she liked to jog most days as his mom often left to join her. Images of tight workout clothes had filled his fantasies of late. The chatter about enjoying the sun and lake also brought visions of bikinis.

In two weeks would bring Melissa's high school graduation ceremony. Days later would bring her graduation party. The family move to Charm Lake would start the next day. Everything about the opening of the bed and breakfast had turned hectic. The original plan had been to open on this very weekend, but that had shifted to Independence Day weekend. And Emma had only been the first of a growing number of friends making the weekend treks to volunteer their skills. Matt had lost track of the times that his mom had broken down into tears at how many of her friends wanted to help however they could.

"Take a picture. It'll last longer."

Startled, Matt nearly dropped his bottle at getting caught staring at the older woman's ass. Even though he knew who the voice belonged to, he hoped that her best friend wasn't there with her. Seeing his sister standing behind the speaker, Matt cringed in embarrassment.

"What's with all the papers?" Melissa asked her little brother.

"Probably about the B&B," Matt shrugged. That's what he'd assumed.

"Nah, I bet they're planning your big blowout of a party," Bambi Seaberg remarked, nudging her best friend's arm. "Mommy Samantha wants to make sure her little girl gets laid before leaving for the wilderness."

"God, lay off it already, Bambi. Not everyone is consumed with sex like you," Melissa responded.

"Don't worry, bestie. I'll be sure to bring you a few care packages of cock, whenever I visit," Bambi countered. A tall, busty blonde with baby blue eyes and a spectacular ass, she gave her friend a side-hug.

"Yes! They got a Hannah in this show!" Hannah cheered.

"I think every show or film has the slutty, big-titted blonde," Taylor remarked dryly.

That sent off a wave of laughter until Paris shushed everyone up.

"You're what?" Matt questioned.

"Figuring out your school plans for next year," Samantha informed her son, looking up for the papers.

"But I thought I was living at the B&B next year," Matt replied.

"Melissa is taking off a year from college to do that. You and Zoey still need to finish your last year of high school down here. What did you think was going to happen?"

"I thought we'd live up there and take classes online," Matt admitted. Another assumption that he'd made.

Bambi snorted in laughter.

"No, the Robinsons have been kind enough to offer you and Zoey a place to stay." Matt's eyes showed the surprise at finding out he'd stay with the next-door neighbors. He knew that his mom didn't plan to put the house on the market right away, but this did open up new possibilities. "But I don't know if I want to burden them all school year. So that's why I'm working up a few other plans. Emma's willing to take one of you for a few months if needed."

"I can only squeeze one of you into my condo, but it'd be you, buddy," Ms. Lightly revealed cheerfully.

"Ooh, it looks you'll be able to stare at that cougar ass all the time, Matty," Bambi breathed softly into his ear.

With the bright scenes on the TV show providing a decent amount of light, Zack found himself thinking of asses. Two of them sat right down in front of him, almost as if they were displaying themselves for him. Both the toned and the round buttocks beckoned for his gaze, but he tried to fight the urge. Both scrumptious booties had their own taboo reason for why he shouldn't desire them.

The toned ass belonged to his sweet family friend. The kindest, friendliest person that Zack knew, Ashley didn't deserve to be drooled over. No, she should be respected. She also had a boyfriend that she loved. Despite Brandon's jerk status, Zack didn't want to do anything that would bring sadness to Ash.

The round ass belonged to a girl even more forbidden. The fact that Paris was Zack's cousin, his own flesh and blood, meant he shouldn't even notice her ass, let alone any part of her body. Unfortunately, that round ass and those large breasts toyed with Zack's mind. Playing with those physical assets of his cousin increasingly escaped from that dark corner of his mind.

It also didn't help that both pairs of pajama shorts had bunched up on the two girls. Stretched out directly in front of Zack, Ashley's toned ass captured more of his attention, and he marveled at how tight it looked. Every comment associated with tight asses sprung to mind. Zack would bet anyone that he could bounce a quarter off or break an egg on Ashley's tush. Feeling jealous, he imagined that his old family friend probably bounced that ass over and over on Brandon's lap without feeling any pain.

Eyes shifting to his left, Zack sucked in a breath. Paris had scooted forward slightly, causing her bottoms to wedge deeper between her ass cracks. Staring intently, he began to lose himself in a daydream. Spread out on his bed in the exact same position, Paris begged her cousin for a massage. Playing the role of the mean, teasing cousin, Zack refused at first. Eventually, agreeing, he found himself focusing solely on that ass. He cupped, groped, squeezing, and caressed those glorious globes. Zack found himself slapping those cheeks with his hands and then his body as he thrust in and out of his cousin. Paris cried for more and more.

Snapping out of his daydream, Zack felt a dull pain on his right side. Reaching over, he started to rub his side but caught sight of Chloe staring at him. The redhead couldn't believe that she'd seen her best friend drilling a hole in Paris's butt with his eyes. Nor could she believe that it took three sharp elbows to snap him out of it.

"What are you doing?" Chloe mouthed.

Blushing at getting caught, Zack gave a weak shrug. Glancing down, he gulped at noticing his hard-on tenting his pajamas. Motioning toward Chloe, he asked to share the plaid blanket. Rolling her eyes, his best friend handed over part of the large blanket.

Melissa couldn't believe her eyes. She shouldn't have been shocked, but that's the emotion she felt. Her graduation party had gone great so far. Her mom and Emma had gone all-out with their party planning. Not one of her friends had complained and called the party boring. Which said a lot when the **** had been strictly limited to those over the age of twenty-one.

The party girl had even reconnected with an old crush of hers. Two years older, Andy Robinson had always been the perfect guy in Melissa's mind. He and his friend, Rich, had seemed so mature and handsome compared to boys her age while growing up. Melissa often imagined them as a happily married couple. Those were the days before she found out that her parents' seemingly happy marriage was anything but. So imagine her surprise when he suddenly showed interest in his old neighbor. It sucked that their moment happened right before she left for the new bed and breakfast. The lone bright spot came in Andy attending the college that Melissa planned to enroll in after a year break.

With tongues down each other's throats, the two youngsters banged into this and that wall in the upstairs hallway. Off-limits to the guests, they took their time in reaching Melissa's bedroom. Andy's shirt got flung forward while the top of Melissa's sundress got pulled down. Loving the attention that Andy's mouth paid to her tits, Melissa turned her head sideways. When his finger brushed over panty-clad lips, she opened her eyes with the intent to tell him to wait for a few more feet until her room. Those words never left her lips as she found herself seeing an incredible sight through the cracked door of her mother's bedroom.

As if in a trance, Melissa found herself and Andy standing off to the side of the master bedroom, peeking inside. The scene absolutely floored the daughter. She knew her mom had been struggling of late. Although a beautiful woman, who looked a solid decade younger than her age, Samantha had confidence issues. She couldn't be blamed after discovering the numerous affairs that her husband conducted throughout their marriage. Melissa had assured her mom that she looked great. So great that guys at her school often called her one of the tops MILFs.

And if she were honest, Melissa would admit that Emma Lightly had a way about her that seemed familiar. Familiar in a Bambi kind of way. So it wasn't a surprise to see Ms. Lightly's head bobbing up and down on a dick. The surprising part came in her mom kissing the same guy on her bed while he fondled her tits.

"Holy shit," Andy hissed.

Melissa thought they were past that level of surprise, but she whispered the same thing when the guy's identity became clear. Her mom hadn't gone after one of the guys at her school that currently called her a MILF. No, she went after a former classmate of hers: Andy's best friend, Rich.

Although thrilled to connect with Melissa finally, Andy couldn't help but feel a little jealous. He'd spent countless times over the years checking out the hot mom next door. A small part of his attraction to Melissa came from how she looked like a junior version of Samantha Wright. Or make that Samantha Baker once again.

Feeling her crush's hard cock poking in her, Melissa decided for once to act like Bambi. Turning enough to put both hands on his waist, the newly voyeuristic daughter unbuttoned and unzipped Andy's pants. Pulling out a nicely-sized cock, she smiled in pleasure. Shifting back to their former position, Melissa began to stroke on the cock as they watched the women escalate the fun.

If Zack hadn't imagined he was feeling the scene on the screen, he would've rocketed into the air. Instead, his brain slowly became aware of a hand rubbing his bulge. Mystified at the sensation, Zack raised both hands to make sure that he wasn't the one doing it. No, this wasn't a repeat of the Ashley massage. Perplexed, he turned as always to Chloe for an answer. No explanation came from that direction as the redhead leaned against the couch's arm.

Turning his gaze to the left, Zack glanced down to see the blanket now partially covered Poppy's right leg. Raising his eyes, he watched the ginger intently. With the slightest movement, her eyes flicked to his, and she nodded once. If that wasn't enough to reveal the person's identity, the squeeze of his dick was plenty.