A freshly showered Taylor covers for Hannah and Heather

At the knock, Taylor looked up from her copy of BUST Magazine, bending down the corner to mark her place about a women's bath house in New York City and its sensual wellness services. She already had a couple of ideas to try out with Hannah when they were back at their apartment away from the crowds, the next time their personal weather got hot and sticky. Taylor pushed back her damp hair and stood up.

"Hey, it's Chloe," came a voice through the door. "Ashley was wondering what was keeping you, ah, Hannah. And Zack."

Taylor felt her cheeks and ears get warm. She wasn't going to say that her brother Zack shot a load in his shorts while watching Taylor over Heather in a 69 position while Ashley's sister Hannah plowed Heather with a dildo. Or that Taylor had gone to Zack's room for a little heart-to-heart talk that ended up with Zack's tongue on her clit and Zack shooting another load from pure excitement.

Taylor elbowed Hannah, who blinked and sat up. "Zack didn't go back to the lake," Taylor whispered. "So Ash sent Chloe to ask what's keeping us."

Unlike Taylor, Hannah hadn't had a shower since their climactic lesbian threesome with Heather. "Put her off," Hannah whispered. "Tell her we got tired and took a nap."

"Nap," Taylor said. "Got it."

Heather was asleep, with Taylor's pussy juice almost dry on her lips and chin, and with Heather's own juices mixed with Hannah's dildo lube still damp on Heather's thighs.

Taylor whispered to Hannah, "When we're gone, you get Heather up and into the shower."

Taylor slipped out of the door with a beach towel in one hand. She closed it quietly behind her. "Shh, Chloe," she said. "Heather and Hannah are taking a nap."

"A nap?" Chloe said, frowning at the tall brunette.

"It was a long drive out this morning, and it's hot," Taylor said.

"Okay, I guess," Chloe said. "Um. Zack's taking a nap too. Did...did Hannah, um, get with him?"

"No, she's been napping," Taylor said.

Chloe shrugged and raised her eyebrows. "Well, um, somebody did."

"Oh?" Taylor said.

"Yeah," Chloe said. "Um, it didn't just smell like he was doing it all himself. Uh. You know?"

"He smelled like cunt too?" Taylor said. "Well, well, well, little brother."

Chloe blushed pink. She nodded.

Taylor spread her hands wide and shrugged. "I think he was hoping for that. Guess he lucked out," she said.

Chloe nodded and swallowed.

"I'm up for a little swim," Taylor said. "Let's go."

As they passed Zack, Chloe, and Gavin's room, Taylor peeked in, looked at her brother, sprawled on the bed with her pussy juice on his face, sleeping off his hands-free climax from the excitement of Taylor's orgasm on his tongue. Her nose wrinkled. In the bedroom, hot from the sunny day, Chloe had had no trouble scenting Zack hadn't been alone. She nodded and pulled the door gently shut.

Chloe collected Gavin from the kitchen. Taylor made sure the front door closed loudly as they left the cabin, to let Hannah know the coast was clear.