Somebody gets in trouble

All four heads turned at once. A young woman stood just outside the pool enclosure with her arms crossed tight, and her hip cocked in a way that made it clear she’d caught enough of the “show” to know exactly what was happening. The light from the nearby clubhouse building lit her up, highlighting the narrowed eyes that were locked squarely on the guy who’d just spoken.

He immediately turned in her direction. “Babe- I was just-”

“Just what?” she shot back, with an exasperated look at the audacity that he thought he could explain his way out of what he said.

The second guy leaned back and barked out a laugh, shaking his head at his friend. “Well,” he muttered, smirking. “Looks like the fun’s over for you tonight.”

“If that’s your idea of fun, then yeah, you’re right,” the woman spat, loud enough to make it clear she didn’t find it as funny as they did.

“Babe, c’mon-” the first guy scrambled, gripping his bottle as he started toward the steps of the tub.

Lisa burst into a giggle-fit, doubling over into Natalie’s shoulder as it came out unrestrained. Natalie covered her face with one of her hands, feeling herself go crimson.

“I am so sorry,” she called after the woman, making every effort to sound as sincere as possible. “We had no idea. I swear. Nothing happened with us and them.”

The woman’s head wheeled on Natalie, stabbing her finger at her. “Nothing happened? Your friend had her titty out and playing with it for anyone to see!”

Natalie froze and her eyes went wide as she snapped her head toward Lisa. “Lisa!” she hissed, mortified.

Lisa only burst out louder, and quickly glanced toward the man fumbling after his girlfriend. “What? He’s the idiot, not me. He shouldn’t be sitting out here drooling when he’s got a gorgeous woman waiting for him at home.”

That only seemed to make the girlfriend’s footsteps strike even harder as she stormed off, muttering curses under her breath. The guy continued to scramble after her, tripping over excuses that fell flat before he even got them out.

The second guy leaned back with a shit-eating smirk, shaking his head at his buddy. “Man, you’re fucked.”

Natalie sank lower into the bubbling water, wishing it could swallow her whole, while Lisa moved closer to the young man who stayed. She got close enough that her shoulder brushed his as she smirked up at him.

“So,” she teased, quietly enough to feel like it was just between them, “should we be expecting another girl to storm in and ruin the fun?”

His eyes darted between her and Natalie, but before he could answer, he was interrupted by another woman. Only this time it was Natalie.

“All right,” she said firmly. “I think that was our cue to call it a night.” Natalie cleared her throat, straightening as she pushed her hair back over her shoulders.

Lisa groaned petulantly, glancing over at Natalie. “Oh, come on, already?” she pouted, seeing Natalie meant it. Turning her attention back toward the guy she’d been leaning on, she teased, “Guess we heard the boss.”

When she stood as well, water cascading off her body, he stood with her, setting his bottle on the pool deck next to him. She leaned in without a second thought, sliding her arms around his shoulders in a hug goodbye. His chest was broad and wet, and the hard shaft that was pressing against her stomach left no doubt about what he thought of their time in the hot tub.

Lisa pulled back with a smirk, dropping her gaze to his groin as if to let him know she noticed. “Goodnight,” she said with a wink before turning away.

Natalie was already climbing out, towel in hand, muttering something about her being impossible. Lisa fell in beside her, being impishly playful as they walked away. With one hand, she gave a quick tug at the back of her already minimal bikini bottoms, causing the fabric to dig higher into her petite cheeks. Her other hand landed with a playful squeeze on Natalie’s fuller curves, and then toyed with the hemline of her bottoms as they walked away.

Natalie didn’t rebuke her, only sighed, shaking her head. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you. You better not be so drunk that I have to carry you back.”

Lisa smirked and looked up at her friend. “I’m not really drunk at all,” she said, in her mischievous tone. “Every time I took a swig, it was really only the smallest sip. I’d bet that you’re drunker than I am.”

“Why would you even do that?” Natalie asked.

“Because that’s the fun of it. You let them think you are. It makes it so much more entertaining to tease boys like that when they think they’ve actually got a chance.”

Natalie snorted silently, shaking her head once more. “All right, well, enough showing off. Keep your hands where they belong.”

Lisa only grinned wider. “Fine,” she said, fingertips giving one last daring squeeze before moving away. “You’re the boss. Party pooper”

“Hey,” the remaining guy called after them, “don’t be stingy. Bring that show back down here sometime!”

Natalie didn’t bother to look back, but her hand came down in a playful smack across her own ass, making a crack that was loud enough to echo in the night air. The man whooped all over again, delighted by her response, while she kept walking with Lisa at her side.

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