Felicia receives a handsy visitor.

A few short minutes after first noticing more tourists making their way onto the beach, Felicia felt a cool liquid squirt onto her back, causing her to gasp. She was about to flip back over and give someone a stern talking-to when she felt firm hands start to rub the slippery liquid into her skin, and she realized one of her sisters must have taken the initiative and started to apply some sunscreen. It was considerate, and the relaxing massage that came with it was particularly appreciated.

“Oh, thanks, I probably should have done that before I started tanning…” Felicia looked to the side to see which of her sisters was no longer laying in the sand. Beth was reading a book. Sarah was standing up a few yards away, having a conversation with a couple other tourists. Lisa was on her stomach, fiddling with her phone. Felicia paused. If none of her sisters were the ones currently massaging sunscreen into her back, then who-

“I knew you’d look great in that bikini,” Justin’s voice whispered into Felicia’s ear, disrupting her thoughts and bringing a heat to her cheeks that had nothing to do with the sun, “But you should really be careful in this sun. You have such nice skin, I’d hate to see you get a burn.” Felicia knew that applying sunscreen was just an excuse for Justin to get his hands on her, but she couldn’t quite find the willpower to tell him to stop. He was expertly easing the stress out of her tense back muscles, and the physical sensations, surprise, and memories of last night combined to leave her paralyzed. Still, she mustered up some willpower and was about to turn over and shove him away when she heard her bikini strings fall to the ground on either side of her. How had he untied her so quickly? “H-hey, what are you-”

“Shh. Just relax, enjoy it.” Justin cut off Felicia before she could voice her concerns, and his hands moved up to massage her shoulders and neck, sending a shiver all the way down her spine. Damn, Felicia thought, he really knows what he’s doing. She let her eyes flicker shut, losing herself in the sensations of the massage and temporarily forgetting where she was, and that her sisters might have taken notice of her predicament by now.

Justin’s massage continued for minutes that felt like hours, pausing only occasionally to apply more sunscreen, or to untie her bikini bottoms as the massage moved down her body. On any other day, that might have sent up a red flag, but as it was, Felicia was content to let him run his hands over her naked ass, down her long legs, then up her sides and onto her lower back, then down to her ass again for a long moment, then to her legs again, this time growing a bit more bold, spreading the lotion to the inside of her thighs, before moving his hands up a little further towards-

Felicia’s eyes sprung open. What was she doing? She quickly rolled over and away, clutching her bikini top to her breasts with one hand and shoving Justin away with the other. She was blushing furiously as she quickly tied her bikini up again, careful not to let anyone see any more than the designer intended. Justin had a smug grin on his face as he watched her. That had been close. Too close. Felicia spared a glance to her sisters, all of whom were staring at her with confused expressions. Felicia hoped they hadn’t seen too much… and that they wouldn’t see her do anything even worse before the day was out.