Courtney ready to get to know me

I see it’s Courtney standing in the doorway looking at me. I immediately apologize and say, “Sorry. I’ll be out of here in a minute I’m almost done.”

She steps into the bathroom and closes the door behind her. She says, “Take your time. I’m just admiring the show.”

“The show?” I ask.

“Yeah. I saw you flaunting yourself on the tv, and I had to come see it in person. And I have to say. You look much better close up.” Her bright green eyes trail up and down my body, examining me like I’m a dress on a runway model. I realize I’ve probably been looking at her like that this whole trip.

I say, “I didn’t mean to put on a show. I forgot there were cameras in here.”

“Uh huh. Yeah, you definitely forgot about the cameras in the sex house that has cameras in every room. It’s okay. You don’t have to be ashamed. You have a really great body. I’m glad you’re showing it off.”

She complimented me. Maybe she’s not quite the bitch, I have her made out to be. I ask, “Are you just going to stand there and ogle me?”

She smiles, “Why? Would you like me to join you?”

I shrug, “Sure. If you don’t mind getting your hair wet.”

Courtney laughs, “Of course not. I’ll join you, and we can get to know each other, because you don’t know me at all.”

She lifts her shirt off over her head, and drops it to the floor. She unclasps bra and also drops it to the floor. Her big globe tits shake a little as she pulls down her shorts. She slips off her underwear, and I notice her deliciously smooth pussy, which was probably recently waxed.

She steps into the shower with me. We are a kiss away from each other, and almost eye to eye. She smiles, her bright teeth shining between her luscious full lips. “Now you’re the one who’s ogling me.”

She dips her head into the flowing stream of water. It covers her hair, and flows down her face. When she lifts it up, her perfect makeup is smeared and running a little bit. It makes her look a little trashy, and even hotter. She says, “See I have no problem getting my hair wet, and I didn’t melt so you know I’m not a witch.”

I return her compliment from earlier, “You’re the one with a great body. Especially after five kids! Holy shit.”

“Thank you! A little surgery and a lot of hard work.” She reaches past me to grab body wash. Her arm slides on my arm, and her boob gently touches my chest. “So why have you been ignoring me all day?”

I reply, “You’re the one who’s been avoiding me.”

She counts on her fingers, “1. We arrived and you didn’t greet me. No ‘Hi’ or ‘How have you been? It’s great to see you again.’ Because we have met…several times. I’m not some stranger. 2. You kept on the opposite side of the boat from me the entire time. Even when I moved, you moved to avoid me. 3. We all choose to hang out in the living room to watch Zach and Phoebe and you choose to go to your room. Oh and I don’t know how to categorize you writing my name to put me in the dungeon room. Probably another way to avoid me if I’m trapped in the room all night. Did I miss anything?”

I stand there stunned as she lathers her sexy body. From her perspective, everything she said is true. Shit. I manage to say, “Wow. I thought you were the one who didn’t like me, but it turns out I’ve been rude as fuck this whole time.” I laugh. Fuck what an asshole I been. “Uh let’s start over.” I spin around in the shower until I face her again. I smile a huge grin. “Oh my god Courtney! How have you been? It’s so great to see you again! You look fucking fantastic!”

I squeeze her slippery body in a hug. She laughs, “Okay okay. I’m glad you realize you’ve been an asshole the whole time, now don’t be an asshole another way.”

I put my hands on her shoulders and look into her bright green eyes, “I’m truly sorry. I had some messed up story in my head where you were a stuck up bitch and didn’t like me.”

“I accept your apology,” Courtney says. “And you must have been listening to Ross. He’s still salty that I told him I’d cut his balls off if I saw him again. He basically tried to **** Katy when he was blackout drunk. He ruined the entire trip.”

“Whoa,” I say. My mind is racing after hearing a different version of the story. “The version he told was a little different.”

“Of course it was,” Courtney spits. “He’s not going to admit to his friend what he did. I had to step up and take charge. I had to get them another room at the resort for the last two nights of the trip. It was bad. That was almost our last trip. But we’re a lot more discerning now with our guests.”

“I believe you,” I say. I try to change the topic away from Ross’s night with Katy. I ask, “What made you think that we’d be good couples for this trip? You already seem annoyed by Joey.”

She laughs, “He’ll calm down once he gets his dick wet. He’s full of energy, and helps keep things sexual, which is good for the trip. I hadn’t personally met his wife, but I had heard of her reputation, if you know what I mean.”

I think of all the stories I’ve heard about how many men Phoebe has fucked. The threesomes she’d had. My own memories of fucking her sweet body. She was a great choice for this trip.

Courtney turns around, “Can you get my backside please?” She squeezes some body wash in my hand and continues as I lather soap over her body. “And I met your wife at Rachel’s and Ross’s wedding. She was really nice. And Zach and Nick are really attracted to her assets.”

I massage her neck and work my way down. Soon I’m massaging her lower back right above her buttocks. She spins, and all of a sudden my hands are rubbing her smooth stomach. She green eyes blaze at me. “And you. Why did we chose you? You, who ignored me for an entire day.”

The tips of our noses almost rub against each other. I ask, “Why did you choose me?”

“Because I know how bad you want me,” Courtney says, and answers my follow up question before I can ask it. “I still remember how you flirted with me in college. I was your type: a beautiful brunette. You were **** for my attention. You were so disappointed I brushed you off and went for Zach. You looked into my eyes, just like this.”

I reply, “I remember your eyes being blue then.”

She laughs, “A different shade of contacts. I still don’t like the natural shade of brown my eyes are. But I figured you still wanted me, and it turns out I was right.” She smiles teasingly in my face.

I step forward and she steps back a step. A dance in the shower. I say, “You didn’t invite me just because you knew I wanted you. Admit you want me just as bad.” I step forward again. Her back is up against the wall, my chest presses into her large tits.

She says, “I want you in my room tonight.” She giggles as she slips past me out of the shower. I watch her glistening body as she grabs a towel and leaves the bathroom. Her expensive clothes still piled on the floor.

I turn off the shower and grab my own towel. I have to decide. Do I go to her room or return to my sleeping wife?