Fun on the Lake

Monica had a concerned look on her face as she came downstairs at about nine forty. She’d slept in late, and was also curious if she could catch the pervert coming in.

Since yesterday, when she’d discovered an unknown somebody had been spying on her, Monica had not been happy. At dinner that night, she’d kept a wary eye out for anyone looking guilty, and found nobody.

So, she was being led to more drastic measures. She knocked on Heather Ravers’ bedroom door, and it opened to reveal the busty brunette in jeans and a tight crop top that her boobs were spilling out of.

“Whoa. Who are you trying to impress?” Monica joked.

“Zack.” Heather said bluntly. Monica was startled by THAT little tidbit, but she shoved that aside.

“I see. Well, I actually came to you about an, um, sensitive manner. Victoria, too, if she’s here.” Monica explained. Heather knew lots of things about everyone, and Victoria, just like Zack, had a mind for mystery and sleuthing.

“Victoria’s not here. She likes to watch movies in the morning. What can I help you with?” Heather asked, leaning against the door frame. Monica noticed that the girl trying to impress her son was taller than her by a little bit, which was interesting. When had all these kids gotten so grown up?

“Well... I have a situation that needs someone who’s good with figuring things out. Somebody was perving on me in the shower yesterday. I need to know who.” Monica explained. Heather quirked a grin.

“Huh. You came to the right place.” Heather laughed.

“Glad to hear it.” Monica smiled reluctantly.

“So. Any suspects?” Heather prompted.

“Whoever it was could run fast. Charlotte and Sarah, while both in good shape, couldn’t pull off a run that fast, I don’t think. Neither could Damon, Arthur, or Robert.” Monica shared. Heather considered that.

“Ok. Hannah, maybe?” Heather mused.

“No, I don’t think so. I’ve known her for a very long time, and nothing like this has ever happened.” Monica shook her head.

“What about Brandon, then?” Heather suggested. Monica considered that.

“I hate the thought of him seeing me naked.” Monica shuddered.

“Agreed.” Heather nodded, patting Monica’s shoulder. Monica looked gratefully at the girl.

“So, let’s get sleuthing.” Heather grinned at Monica.

———

Gavin walked down the hallway, half-asleep. Which was why when a door opened and hands hauled Gavin into a bathroom, he was understandably stunned.

Said hands pushed Gavin a few steps back so he hit the wall and closed the bathroom door. He blinked at Madison Cole, who stood at the other side of the bathroom, glaring at him.

“Uh... hi, Madison.” Gavin blinked.

“Zack talks to you, right?” Madison demanded.

“Y-yeah.” Gavin said, not really able to look at the pretty girl.

“Hey, look at me, Westher.” Madison snapped her fingers. Gavin forced his gaze up, and met Madison’s eyes.

“Has he ever talked to you about me?” Madison asked heatedly, and Gavin blinked in surprise.

“You mean... like, if he likes you?” Gavin said quietly. Madison suddenly didn’t look quite so confident, but she nodded nonetheless.

“Uh... no. Zack doesn’t talk to me about his crushes or anything. I couldn’t tell you who he likes, if anybody.” Gavin answered.

“Damn. Do you think Chloe would know?” Madison demanded of Gavin.

“No, I don’t think so. Zack’s always been really cagey with his romantic interests and stuff like that.” Gavin shrugged.

“Fuck.” Madison swore. She looked Gavin up and down.

“Do you think he’d get jealous if we started dating?” Madison quirked a grin. Gavin was shocked, but he managed to make his shoulders move enough to shrug.

“Alright, alright. I’ll talk to Brandon, tell him not to beat you up, and then we’ll start Operation Rook.” Madison nodded.

“Two questions. Why would he beat me up? And uh, Rook?” Gavin asked.

“Oh, he beats up any guy who shows interest in me. He did it to Zack once. As for your second question, I thought Rook was clever, as it’s like the opposite of a Bishop.” Madison smiled. Gavin felt a small twang of attraction towards Madison. Here she was, talking about chess! A pretty girl, who knew enough about chess to talk about rooks and bishops.

Gavin wondered if she liked video games.

———

Zack pulled on a fresh pair of swim trunks, and grabbed a slightly faded T-shirt to pull over his bare chest for the walk down to the pier where he presumed Victoria would be with their kayak.

When he opened the door, he was surprised to see Ashley, her hand raised in a motion that indicated she was about to knock.

She stared at his bare chest, and Zack glanced down self-consciously before he actually pulled his shirt on instead of just holding it in his hand.

“Hey, Ash. Uh, what’s up?” Zack asked.

“I was wondering if we could talk. If you’re, uh, not busy, that is.” Ashley said, her eyes flicking to his swimsuit.

“Well, I actually am kind of busy right now. Victoria invited me to go kayaking.” Zack said truthfully. He would get nowhere with Ashley by lying to her, that was something he knew for sure.

“Huh.” Ashley said calmly, but Zack could see the anger in her beautiful blue eyes.

“Ashley. I really, really like you. And we definitely do need to talk. What about we chat after lunch?” Zack suggested. Ashley nodded.

“Ok. Thanks.” she said, and left hurriedly. Zack gave a ragged sigh, before heading out of the cabin and down towards the pier.

He had about time to wonder what Paris and Taylor were getting up to when he saw an excellent sight. A blond girl standing on the pier, bent over a crate of some kind, showing off her incredible ass.

Zack kept walking towards the pier, and began faintly whistling, just enough to alert her that he was there.

Victoria turned towards him at the sound, and his breath hitched. The incredibly beautiful girl was dressed in a white bikini that emphasized her angelic features. The bikini was tight, and showed off Victoria’s medium-sized breasts. She had smooth, lightly tanned skin, but he imagined by July, she would have a darker tan.

“Hey!” she waved. Zack waved back, and pulled his shirt off as he got onto the pier, and hung it one of the posts. Victoria, like Ashley, gazed in admiration at Zack’s chest. He was slim, so it was hard to notice when he had on clothes, but he really did have some nice muscles, if he did say so himself.

Victoria took her eyes off of Zack’s bare chest and tossed him a life vest. He caught it easily, and started strapping it on.

“Are these necessary? I can swim, you know.” Zack huffed.

“Hey, I was told you always have to have them on while kayaking.” Victoria said defensively.

“Rule follower.” Zack teased. She laughed as she was putting on her own life vest. Zack wasn’t a huge fan of them, as they obscured his view of the gorgeous girl he was setting out with, but he’d prefer a live Victoria over a dead one.

“Alright, so, usually the person with more experience kayaking sits in the back, but you’re taller and heavier than me, so you need to sit in the back, or it might cause some problems for us.” Victoria explained. Zack nodded and warily climbed into the back seat of the kayak.

The kayak rocked underneath him a bit as he settled in. Victoria laughed at the apprehension on Zack’s face.

“Scared?” she teased. He shook his head as Victoria handed him a paddle.

“Sure you’re not.” she winked, and Zack found himself laughing.

Tori climbed in to the front of the kayak, and she glanced over her shoulder at Zack as she hefted her paddle.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Yeah.” Zack nodded, and Victoria started paddling. He copied her movements, and after a fair bit of clumsiness at the beginning, they were soon gliding across the water in harmony, their laughter traveling across the water’s calm surface.

But neither teen looked up to see the dark clouds gathering on the horizon.

———

Heather knocked on Robert’s door impatiently. He opened it with a weary sigh.

“Heather?” he asked tiredly.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” Heather stated simply.

“Of course I have.” Robert snapped and pulled her inside his bedroom.

“Why?” Heather challenged.

“Because we slept together!” Robert hissed. Heather rolled her eyes.

“So now you can’t stand to be around me?” she asked dryly.

“Damn it, Heather, you’re just too hot for me to endure!” Robert snarled hungrily, and Heather glanced down at her father’s rock hard cock.

“For me?” she cooed, and Robert grunted softly as she walked closer.

Heather teased her dad a little bit by pushing her tits lightly against his chest, then dancing back before he could grab her.

“Apologies, Daddy, but my eye is set on another boy. I actually came here to tell you that we can’t continue anything between us.” Heather said simply. Robert raised his eyebrows, but nodded gruffly.

“Fine.” he said, and Heather gave a grateful nod before leaving her father’s room.

———

Robert had been blueballed by his own daughter. They’d fucked, it had been wonderful, and then the next day she comes to tell him she wants someone else, and now they’re just done?

No. Robert Ravers never took no for an answer, he would seduce Heather into his bed, at any cost. He just HAD to feel her body again. Lakefield women were like a drug, and if Robert couldn’t get Brooke, he’d have to make do with Heather.