An impromptu bath

Emma smiled widely as she stood just inside the door of the bath of the resort hotel's penthouse suite. It was both a triumphant smile and an expectant smile. Triumphant because she had just managed to sway her surf buddy into reopening the door by feigning injury, allowing her entrance; expectant because she had the impish blonde in her sights before her now, and there was no way Robyn could escape her retribution for precipitating the food fight.

And, of course, the lithe blonde facing her now would in no way wipe that smile off her face.

Robyn stood naked in the well-illuminated bathroom, a hand to her mouth as she watched Emma reopen the fluffy robe she wore and shrug it off her shoulders. The curvaceous brunette was now equally bare as the white terry hit the bath's floor. Emma reached behind her and clicked the lock on the now shut door.

Robyn couldn't help but giggle behind her little hand as she saw her handiwork revealed. Blueberry topping coated most of the generous mounds of Emma's tits.

"Think this is pretty funny, eh, Miss Rothchild?" the brunette asked as she lowered a hand under one breast, then swept her fingers upward and scooped some of the purple goop off her right boob. She brought the condiment to her full lips and sucked each finger clean. "Mmmmm... It is quite good! Though I'd prefer it on my breakfast!" Emma continued to step towards her friend as she did so.

Robyn tried to keep a straight face as she answered back.

"I'm sorry, Ems, really... Mmmphhlggguggle," Robyn couldn't help but break out laughing at her topping-coated friend, her hand not quick enough to come up to her mouth and try and disguise her outburst. She continued to step back, away from her advancing roommate.

Emma grinned even more brightly as she watched her friend step back ever closer to the recessed scallop shell of a tub she had filled before she had been offered breakfast by the hotel. Robyn didn't appear to have any clue to what awaited behind her.

"You know, you're not in much better shape!" Emma noted, close enough to stick a finger out and touch her friend. The maple syrup had thinned in contact with the blonde's body heat these last few moments and had run down most of her taut tan abdomen.

Robyn stopped laughing when she felt her friend touch her naked body and slowly snake a finger across her flat belly, moving up to make contact with one little hard nubbin atop a teacup-shaped breast. Flashes of the fabulous come her surf buddy had visited upon her last night came to mind. The little blonde wasn't sure what to do next, and continued to step back.

One little browned foot didn't find purchase, though. Only the slippery slope of the bathtub interior met her little toes.

"Oh, Robs! Careful!" warned the brunette, too late. The blonde surfer girl tumbled back as Emma reached for her, hitting the now-tepid water with a splash. The thick layer of bath bubbles separated around Robyn and then closed up again after she submerged.

Emma lost her balance after reaching for her roommate and splashed into the tub as well. She managed to land so she could raise herself to her knees. She looked around the sloshing surface of the water. "Robs?"

The blonde suddenly broke the surface, sitting up and laughing heartily as she wiped her eyes clear with the fingers of one hand and swept her fair hair back out of her face with the other and slicked it to her head.

"Oh, this is still all a great big joke to you, is it?" Emma asked, hands on hips as she knelt above her, trying not to laugh herself. "See if you're laughing when I'm done with you!" the busty brunette announced before she launched herself at her petite friend.

Even though the larger girl was tussling with Robyn under the pretence of wrestling her to submission, the blonde couldn't help but enjoy the slippery touch of her chum's hands as they glided along her churning limbs and writhing torso. She found herself deliberately situating herself to get those grasping fingers where they would do the most good for her.

Emma looked at the face of her friend as they both broke the surface. She noted a familiar grimace of passion etched on the blonde's face about the same time she realized one of her hands was on one of the surfer's small boobs and the other was between her legs. A small foot rubbed the cleft of her pussy underneath the frothy water and Emma wondered if she had been played.

A loud rapping on the door behind them interrupted her thoughts.