The Water's Turning Hard

Harvey and the three photoshoot participants climbed back up the stone stairs to rejoin the others. Sean had expected Mr. Diamond to explode or at least give them a stern lecture. Yet, Harvey lived up to his easy-going reputation by only shaking his head and waiting until they calmed down enough to appear presentable. Returning to the rest of the group, the modeling crew received curious and suspicious looks based on the snippets of Ranger Netland's yelling they could hear.

During their absence, the others had moved around, getting out to cool off, before mixing up their groups in the two pools. Sean opted to join Newt and Polly, who now had Rachel and Gabriela sitting with them. Rachel led a discussion about the teens' school lives. Now up a lever higher, Owen shared his football tales with Clive, Jeff, and Fred in the hot springs pool closest to the stairs. Moving to the farside pool next to them, Kimberly and Sybil stretched out to enjoy the warm water.

"Everything alright, Harvey?" Clive inquired as Whitney and her father joined them.

"Yeah, it's fine. Just a new gung-ho ranger who doesn't like me," he replied, downplaying the incident and leaving out details that could upset Owen and likely excite Fred.

"Aw, nobody couldn't dislike you, Harv," Fred teased his close friend.

"No new people to join us, Harvey?" Sybil questioned, sitting up and pushing her ample chest out.

"No, just a couple of rangers," he responded, looking over to the other pool. His eyes wandered over the curves of his close friend's sister until he recalled her past decades of teasing. Checking her face, Harvey saw that same damn smirk he'd seen for a quarter of a century.

"That's too bad. I hoped we'd get a few more people to play with," Sybil said, winking at her victim.

"Torr--Ranger Young did say that several more cabin owners than usual are here for the holidays."

"Did he say any names?" Kimberly asked, moments after turning over so that she floated with her ass sticking out of the water.

"She only named the Vandermeers," Harvey gruffly replied. He noted the platinum blonde's gray thong and toned ass, but his other close friend's soon-to-be-ex-wife didn't interest him. "I assume that some of the Wynwicks are up here. They usually spend part of the holidays at the lake."

Once the handsome playboy turned back to the people in his hot springs pool, Sybil hissed," Don't think I didn't see that."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kimberly replied, eyes narrowing as she turned back over.

"Sure, you just happened to turn over and push your ass out right as you asked him a question," Sybil remarked.

"And you didn't push your tits out when you asked your question?" Kimberly pointed out.

"So what if I did? It's my thing with Harvey. We've been doing it for years," Sybil stated, her eyes appraising the blonde. "I don't know why you even bothered. You and Harvey ain't happening."

"Oh, really? As if he'd pick you over me."

"Honey, it's not a competition. You've got no shot," Sybil chuckled.

"Alright, let's see which of us seduces him first," Kimberly smirked, thinking they'd made a bet. She loved a challenge, and this only made her planned move on Harvey so much sweeter.

"I don't think so."

"Afraid?"

"Of you? Not at all," Sybil replied with a smile that infuriated Kimberly. "Do you lack that much self-awareness?"

"Huh?"

"Kimmie, dear, Harvey has a code. He doesn't go after married women, his friends' women, or their family members. You should know this."

"Well, I'm no longer married to his friend," Kimberly declared. "So he can finally fulfill his desire for me."

"Holy shit!" Sybil started full-on laughing. "You dumb bitch. Harv's more protective of Larry than any of his friends. He'd never, ever touch you."

"Well, he won't touch you then, either!" Kimberly snapped, loud enough for Jeff to glance over. Lowering her voice, she pointed out, "You're off-limits as Fred's sister and as a married woman."

"Oh, I'm not off-limits for those reasons. Harv's wanted me for years. I'm the one holding out," Sybil stated. "The day I open for business, he won't care about his code."

"Pssh. If you're so confident, then let's do it," Kimberly challenged again.

"I'm not giving up all the fun I have teasing Harv for you," Sybil rebuffed the blonde's effort again. "Now, that doesn't mean I'm not opposed to making you look like a fool."

"Shit, you'll be the one that I embarrass. And maybe I'll do it in front of your daughter," Kimberly threatened.

"Pick our target," the brunette said, waving at the others. "And don't cry if I get my virgin daughter to fuck the guy before you do."

"What happened?" Newt leaned over to quietly ask Sean.

"Man, you wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said with a slightly flushed face.

A similar conversation played out between Whitney and Owen; only Owen didn't settle for a vague answer. Although he did wait until her father had his attention distracted by the two women in the next pool.

"Skye and I got a little caught up in taking pictures and kissed. Okay, we made out. That's what the ranger saw and freaked out about," Whitney half-admitted, not sure what her straight arrowed boyfriend could handle.

"Made out? You and her?" Owen repeated in shock, his mouth gaping open. He then sat up a little straighter as Whitney checked his natural lie detector to see what he really thought of her and Skye kissing.

"Ooh, you like that idea. I can tell you do; you're getting pretty hard," she whispered to him. "Maybe later, when we get back to the cabin, you can see the pictures of us together." She gave a soft giggle as she felt his cock lurch at the idea.

Across from the young couple, the same conversation repeated for the third time. Fred also waited for Harvey to get distracted before pressing his girlfriend. Much more embarrassed at what happened than Whitney, Skye downplayed the incident further to her older boyfriend. "We were just play fighting for the camera and sort of kissed for a moment. That's right when the ranger walked over and misinterpreted the situation," she told him, feeling bad for fibbing a little but not wanting him to think ill of her.

"You and Whitney kissed? Wow. Uh, I hope Harvey didn't hear this...I don't want him to get any ideas that we're, um, trying something with her," stumbled Fred at the thought of his sexy girlfriend and the hot teenager fooling around. He considered Whitney like a niece to him, but she could pass for several years older than Polly with her curvy figure. Damn shame she's Harv's kid. I bet she's a wild one in the sack, but I could never cross that line...could I? No, no, no, don't even go there!

"Um...I'm not sure what he heard," Skye mumbled but lost in his thoughts, Fred didn't hear.

"Getting into trouble with the girls, Seanie," Gabriela asked him with a smirk. Moving to sit closer to him, her burgundy one-piece's deep plunge in the middle drew in his eyes.

"N-no, the ranger just mistook what we were doing. Sounds like he doesn't like Mr. Diamond," Sean denied, but his face screamed his guilt.

"I bet the ranger did. I wonder what your mother will think about your bad boy behavior when she arrives," Gabby continued as she now sat right next to him. "I think we might need to keep you on a tight leash. At least until we find a girlfriend for you...or maybe you just want a fuck buddy."

"Uh...I don't know?" Sean answered with a question, not sure at all as to how he should respond.

"That Skye can be one hell of a kisser. Did you discover that too? No? Ooh, you and Whitney? No? Oh, Whitney and Skye? Wow, I bet that woke you up," Gabriela kept asking in a suggestive voice. Sean could only respond with head nods and shakes until the end, when she started to slide her hand onto his thigh.

"Gabby, remember our talk," Rachel reminded from her spot across the small pool.

"You're no fun this afternoon," her best friend pouted, pulling her hand back off of Sean. She changed her voice to a normal tone, "Rachel said you're upset over your parents not getting here yet. I'm with you on that. Your father pulls this crap far too much these days, and I think it's about time I gave him a talking to."

Sean raised his eyebrows at her tone and suggestion.

"Bridget will always be my little cheersister, I picked her, mentored her, and I'll keep on protecting her. I consider it my duty," Gabriela announced, referring to the tradition of varsity cheerleaders mentoring the sophomore squad cheerleaders. Across from Sean, Rachel nodded in agreement.

Sean attempted to use the arrival of Kimberly and Sybil to join the conversation between Newt and Polly. However, the two geeky teenagers talked about technical stuff that he couldn't follow. Of course, when I need a distraction, Newt's found a girl and a topic that doesn't scare him. Bored, he tried to fight off the growing fantasies that seemed to be invading his mind the last two days. It didn't help that the scenes between Whitney and Skye had aroused him with no release. Nor did it help that he had four attractive women in swimsuits so close.

Polly glanced in annoyance as her mother raised one leg at a time, running her hands down the smooth skin. Lacey's and Lana's mother leaned back, stretching her arms out on the rocks to each side of her, and closed her eyes at the relaxing feeling of the water. This position helped push out her prominent bust, making it almost impossible for Sean not to look. Jared's mother, still seated next to him, fiddled continuously with her swimsuit, adjusting the straps or the plunging neckline. Even the unsettling Ms. Goose kept drawing Sean's eyes and imagination in her push-up style, gray top. It also didn't help his uneasy feeling around her that the platinum blonde's eyes watched his every move.

Jefferson Lockett's loud bark of a laugh drew Sean's attention to the level above. He couldn't see what caused the laughter, but the older man seemed to be enjoying a conversation between Harvey and Fred.

Turning his attention back to those around him, Sean's eyes bugged out at a new development. In an effort to get more comfortable, Rachel Stratton had lowered the zipper down on her swimsuit by at least an inch to loosen it up. This resulted in a fair amount of her prodigious cleavage becoming exposed, fueling the teenager's thoughts. He pictured himself pulling down her zipper as far as it would go and freeing those glorious gazongas. Images of him sucking on the MILF's nipples from his wet dream/nightmare flooded his brain until they shifted into new ones of him motorboating them in the steamy waters of the hot springs. He imagined that if he could tame those torpedoes, then her eldest daughter, the untouchable Lana, would finally realize little Seanie had grown up.

Shaking his head in an effort to clear his dirty thoughts, Sean swung his gaze over to Kimberly Goose. His eyes immediately dropped to her perky B-cups, one of them which Kimberly currently cupped and squeezed. When Sean raised his eyes to her face, the platinum blonde winked at him with a tight little smile.

Surprisingly, Gabriela Lockett did not behave like a temptress next to him for once on this trip. She appeared preoccupied in trying to get comfortable in both the hot spring and in her new swimsuit. In relief, Sean began to gaze over her shoulder at the natural scenery of the park. From his elevated position, he was able to see over the tops of the snow-covered trees and realize how vast and untamed Wasp Lake Park was in this section. If it weren't for his raging hormones, this would be a peaceful place to relax.

"Sean, could you give me a hand with this?" Mrs. Lockett asked, turning his attention once again to the dark-haired beauty. She had shifted, so her back faced him, her hands raised at the back of her neck and holding the now loose ties that held up her swimsuit. "I just can't get it tied tightly enough. Could you be a dear and do it?"

Gulping, he agreed and reached over to grab the ends of the straps. Looking around as he did that, he noticed both Rachel and Kimberly watching intently, the latter with a smirk and the former out of concern that her friend might start teasing him again. Sean shifted forward slightly and onto his knees to get a better handle to tie the straps. Doing so raised him just enough that he could peer over Gabriela's shoulder and view the tops of her large breasts. Fighting the sudden strong urge to reach around and grabs those knockers, he closed his eyes and gripped his hands on the ties tightly. After a few seconds, he quickly tied the straps in a tight, large bow. Relieved, he started to sit back down only to freeze when he realized that his rock-hard cock had been poking into his mother's friend the whole time.

"Thanks, Sean. For the tie and the poke," Gabby saucily whispered over her shoulder, causing him to scramble backward and sit down.

Get a hold of yourself, Sean, he told himself, closing his eyes, sliding down into the water until just his head peeped out. Think about something wholesome and non-sexual. Anything with people not having sex...like the Hardy Boys! Yeah, yeah, that will work. They always seem stuck in some fake 1950s image of wholesome, small-town life. Picture Frank and Joe Hardy at a location similar to Wasp Lake, celebrating Joe's high school graduation. They're hanging out with friends like Chet Morton and Biff Hooper, and suddenly a mystery appears.

Sean smiled at his great idea; it blocked out his immediate horniness even if his dick still sat full mast. Maybe it's some long lost treasure that they must find before the greedy evildoers. Yeah, and they are outnumbered--well, I guess Chet's sister, Iola, could be with. She is Joe's occasional girlfriend, and it wouldn't be fair if Callie Shaw, Frank's longtime girl, weren't with too. Okay, so the six of them are exploring the park, and the treasure map leads them to hot springs just like the one I'm in. I guess they would all be in bathing suits if they were at the hot springs. The girls would be in some very conservative one-pieces...although maybe those 1950s style bikinis would work. Yeah, those don't show much skin.

Sean struggled to hold onto the wholesome story in his mind as fiction and reality merged. The six are searching for the markers that lead to the treasure, and they get separated into three groups. The single guys form one pairing, and the two couples the others. Joe and Iola try to squeeze through a narrow opening in the cave...and oh no, Iola's top ripped. Joe stares at the first-ever pair of live breasts he's seen. A similar scene is happening with Frank and Callie. Crazily, the two couples are at opposite ends of the entrance to a hidden grotto, and they meet in the middle with both boys seeing his brother's girlfriend topless. Then behind each boy appears Mrs. Shaw and Mrs. Morton, their girlfriends' mothers. Mrs. Morton kisses Joe's ear as she rubs his bulge under his shorts...rubs his bulge?

Sean's eyes shot open as he realized a real live person was rubbing his bulge through his shorts. Looking over at the most likely culprit, Gabriela, he's shocked to see both her hands fixing the ponytail in her hair while she talked with Rachel across from her. His eyes scan the pool to see Kimberly slumped down in a similar position as him, with just her head above the water. The platinum blonde's eyes burned holes into him, and when she noticed Sean looking at her, she seductively licked her lips.

Looking down, Sean noticed that it wasn't a hand but a foot rubbing gently on his hard cock. A foot that obviously belonged to the woman that had always made Sean feel uneasy around. As his brain finally put all the pieces together, he moaned out a soft, strangled cry.

"Sean, are you alright?" asked a concerned Rachel. Gabriela started to reach over to touch his arm before he bolted upright and out of the water.

Standing up out of the water, the overwhelmed teenager didn't realize his iron rod had created an impressive tent in his shorts. One that the four older women and the lone teenage girl stared at in shock. "I gotta go!" he almost shouted out as he scrambled out of the pool. Standing on the stairs, Sean started to head up to get a robe or towel. Changing his mind, he cupped his bulge and dashed down the stairs.

"Yep, sometimes when you gotta go, you gotta go," nodded Jeff Lockett sympathetically.

Whitney slyly rubbed the bulge that strained against Owen's swim trunks. Ever since the teenager sat back down in the water, she'd been teasing and touching her uncomfortable older boyfriend. Yet, it wasn't enough. Whitney's body felt on fire; she couldn't believe how carried away she got with Skye in front of the camera's lens. Sean's presence had made her feel naughty, but it was the wicked thrill of not knowing if someone else might see her racy actions that fueled her current predicament. What if that handsome ranger grabbed the phone and looked? Fuck, my own father might have seen those last pictures; that wouldn't have been good. Damn, I want to see what they show so badly. I can't wait until Skye sends me them.

The buxom blonde gave a long look around the hot springs pool at the others. Her father held court in a conversation with Clive, Jeff, and Fred. Skye sat cuddled up against her older boyfriend's side while occasionally sending a glance over Whitney's way. I bet she's as turned on as I am right now. Fuck it! The naughty cheerleader slipped her hand under Owen's swim trunks, grabbing hold of his erect cock. The college student reacted with a loud groan and a wide-eyed look at his girlfriend, who shushed him and proceeded to stroke her toy.

Jerking her boyfriend off with people so close by felt scandalous to the teenage vixen. With her rubbing since she'd sat down, Whitney couldn't be sure how long he would last, and she wanted this wicked feeling to last longer. So Owen's cock received long, slow strokes with a slight twist at the end. He punctuated each twist of his cock with a soft moan that increased their chances of getting caught. In fact, Skye had already noticed and stared openly at the two of them. Whitney stared back at her, noticing the brunette's hands both appeared occupied, with one in her lap and the other in Fred's lap. Whitney blew her a kiss before she leaned back and closed her eyes.

Now with her eyes closed, the teenaged temptress began to think over her actions. Whitney always enjoyed acting a little provocative, forcing her friends out of their comfort zones. However, now she wondered if she had an exhibitionist streak or liked the thrill of nearly getting caught while fooling around. Unconsciously, she began to rub and squeeze her breast with her other hand.

Owen's breathing turned more ragged, his moans louder, all indicators that he was getting close to cumming. Once she realized this, Whitney started pumping his cock faster and harder. Lost in her desire, she gave little thought any more of being caught. Her increased efforts paid off when she felt his cock explode, his cum mixing with the water in his shorts. Whitney reached her own orgasm once she felt his sperm on her fingers; only a small one but better than nothing.

Pleased with herself, Whitney opened her eyes, noticing the absence of Skye and Fred. However, she felt eyes boring a hole into her and moved her own eyes over to her father. Harvey Diamond stared at his teenage daughter with a small frown and a slight exasperated shake of his head. The teenager immediately felt like a little schoolgirl caught with her hand in the cookie jar, unsure how to explain it away. Next to her, Owen stiffened up when he opened his eyes, noticing his girlfriend's father staring at them.

"I gotta go!" Sean shouted, dashing down the stairs.

As the men in the pool laughed at Jeff's comment, Harvey didn't make a sound. The adventurous couple didn't know what to say either. As the silence from her father continued, Whitney's confidence grew. What's Dad going to say? I can list off ten more scandalous moments in his life without even trying. I did learn it from him.

Next to Whitney, Owen's confidence didn't grow; instead, it wilted. Unable to take the continued silence from his teenage girlfriend's father, the former quarterback buckled under the tension. Jumping up, he mumbled, "I need to go too."

"Must be the sound of the running water," Jeff remarked, earning a nod from Clive.