The Groups, Part 1 (Day 2, Part 3)

Gavin Westher stared as his best friend’s mother walked into the pool compound wearing a skimpy bikini.

Monica Bishop was a voluptuous woman with incredibly large tits. Gavin was ashamed to admit that he had had several fantasies that starred Monica Bishop.

The woman was just too sexy, and now that she was standing before him in just a blood red bikini that showed off an insane amount of cleavage, Gavin was finding it hard to think.

“M-Mrs. Bishop. You… you look great.” Gavin managed, stumbling on his words. He could feel how warm his cheeks were, and knew he must be blushing furiously. Damn.

Monica gave Gavin a bright smile and patted his arm as she walked past.

Gavin got an incredible view of Monica’s plump ass once she walked past him. Gavin could feel his cock rising in his swim trunks, and was mortified.

“Gavin, you can’t just stand there on the side of the pool all day.” Monica said from the very edge of the pool.

“Uh, why not?” Gavin blinked.

Monica gave an amused laugh and walked to Gavin. To his shock, she laced her fingers with his, and led him to the edge of the pool.

He was holding hands with Monica Bishop. Holy-

Before Gavin could finish his thought, Monica stepped off the edge of the pool, and tugged Gavin down with her.

Gavin hit the water and let out a surprised yell, flailing in the water. His head went under, and panic set in as he wildly kicked his legs around.

He was starting to think he would drown in this pool when arms wrapped around his torso, and he was pulled up to the surface.

Gavin coughed violently, his eyes slowly opening to reveal that it was Monica, and she was holding Gavin quite closely to her breasts.

“Gavin, honey, did you forget to mention that you can’t swim?” Monica asked sharply, but not unkindly.

Gavin flushed.

“Yeah.” he muttered.

“That’s nothing to be ashamed of, Gavin. A lot of people don’t know how to swim.” said Monica.

“Yeah, but Zack, Chloe, and Leon all know how to swim.” Gavin mumbled.

Monica touched Gavin’s cheek in a maternal way, but it still made Gavin flustered.

“Do you WANT to learn how to swim?” Monica inquired.

“I mean… no, not really.” Gavin confessed.

“Then why are you so bothered by not knowing how to swim?” Monica wondered.

“I guess I’m just embarrassed about not knowing how to do it. It’s such a common skill.” Gavin sighed.

“Then I’ll teach you.” Monica said, and kicked her feet, tugging Gavin to the shallow part of the pool.

———

Robert Ravers glanced over at his traveling companion, Taylor Bishop, who was currently fiddling with the radio.

Taylor glanced over at Robert suddenly, catching him looking at her.

“Is something wrong?” Taylor asked, and Robert looked back at the winding mountain road.

“No. You just remind me of Monica more and more each day.” Robert said, not untruthfully.

“Thank you?” Taylor blinked.

“Don’t mention it.” Robert chuckled.

For a few minutes, the only sound in the car was Taylor’s godawful music. Robert preferred classic rock over whatever newfound pop singer was singing.

Oh, no. Did that make him sound old?

“How’s college going?” Robert brought up, mostly to dull out the annoying sounds coming from the radio.

“Oh, not bad. I wish I could spend more time studying and less time stopping Hannah’s wilder schemes from taking place.” Taylor said with a laugh.

Robert chuckled.

“I’m afraid I can’t relate. I was the Hannah of my friend group.” Robert grinned at the dark-haired daughter of one of his closest friends.

“You do seem like the type.” Taylor joked. Robert chuckled again.

There was another pause, but this one was more natural and less awkward.

“I think Zack’s a bit sad about me being gone.” Taylor said suddenly. Robert glanced over at her then, curious.

“Zack and I have always been really close siblings.” Taylor explained, “So, me being gone all the time, well, I think he’s feeling a bit lonelier than usual.”

Robert took a second to think about that before responding.

See, Robert didn’t agree with Taylor. He’d seen a lot of Zack these past few months, since Heather had been keen on inviting Zack to her various parties and events.

Zack had gotten quite close with lots of new people recently, and Robert had seen Zack go from the geeky loner hanging out with social outcasts to the geeky popular guy hanging out with popular people (and a couple of social outcasts).

Zack was friends with like, half the cheer squad. Robert had been like that back in high school.

Of course, his friendship had often led to greater and more… physical strenuous misadventures, but the boy had to start somewhere.

“I don’t think so. Zack has a lot of great friends around him.” Robert said, wondering if perhaps Zack wasn’t the Bishop sibling feeling lonely because they were missing the other.