Go downstairs and make a cup of coffee

You wander downstairs, slowly and carefully. There's enough ambient light to see, but it's a new place, and you don't want to fall down the stairs and a) kill yourself, or b) wake everyone up, thus dying from embarrassment. You find your way into the kitchen, and click on the light over the stove. Luckily, the coffee pot is right next to it, and you dig out the coffee you picked up at the store. You make an entire pot, knowing you're not the only one who will benefit. The clock on the stove reads 4:08 and you sigh. You doubt anyone will be up until 5:00. You decide to check out the pool, unlocking the door from the back of the kitchen onto the deck.

The hot tub is covered, but looks large enough to seat four or five people and you grin as you imagine all three of your gorgeous coworkers in the tub, wearing bikinis. You sigh, then glance at the pool. It is clean, though the instruments for cleaning it remain neatly stored in a bin beside it. The early morning air isn't cool, but it isn't warm either. Better for the hot tub, you muse, though again, your mind wanders to seeing Sarah, Emily, and Beth lounging in the pool in the heat of the afternoon sun wearing bikinis. You are somewhat surprised to feel the stirring, as Sarah went to so much effort the previous evening to finish you off. Your mind hearkens back to hearing how much she wanted it, then her orgasm while you pushed her nipples back into her tit. By the time you have shaken yourself from the memory, you are completely hard.

You sigh, walking into the kitchen again, and wondering if you should go wake up your new girlfriend. You are stopped dead in your tracks as Beth is in the living room, visible from the kitchen as she watches what looks to be a workout video. As she watches, she bends over, and you stifle a groan as her firm, round ass pops up. Her hands grab her ankles, and you marvel at your boss's flexibility. The yoga pants she's wearing cling to her ass, and after a few moments she stands. You glance at the clock and your first thought is "She is up early." It's 4:45 in the morning, and Beth is doing her exercises. You almost feel like you should pull up a chair and watch, but you try to tear your eyes away. She stands slowly, and you find your eyes wandering to her waist, then her back and shoulders. She's wearing a gray sports bra as she works out, slowly bending and contorting. She keeps her eyes toward the TV, and you wonder if that's part of the pose, or her wanting to keep up with it.

All it does is afford you an impressive look. You sip at your cup of coffee and without thinking, set it down. Beth yelps, and you yelp back, surprised. When she turns, you notice her eyes are wide, and that her nipples are poking through the sports bra. "Whoa, John! Sorry. You startled me." You bring your eyes up to her face, and she smiles. "I'm certainly awake now," she adds, laughing. "I'm going to get back to working out if that's okay." Something dawns on her. "How long were you there?" she asks, noting the coffee.

"I came in from outside," you tell her. She nods, looking down and seeming to notice for the first time the prominence of her nipples in the bra. She blushes, but turns back toward the TV, talking over your shoulder. "Well, if you don't mind.." she offers. "Can I have the living room for a bit? I promise it'll only be another twenty minutes." She glances back at you, and you're not sure, but you see her linger on your erection for a brief moment before turning toward the game. "I just really need to make sure I'm getting these moves down," she adds. She leans forward again, arching her back to bring her head up slightly. This does two things: One, it makes your neck and lower back hurt. Two, it highlights Beth's ass as a contender for one of the top two or three you've ever seen. You take a sip of your coffee, and it doesn't seem to disturb Beth. She either doesn't know you're there, or doesn't mind you watching as much as she made it seem.