You're not in a position to argue

You don’t really feel like you’re in a position to argue.

The heat is brutal, everyone else is already stripping down, and Kelly just made it very clear you’re welcome to join. You stand up from the couch.

“Fair enough,” you say, pulling your shirt up and over your head. You toss it onto the back of a chair, your skin already damp with sweat. Then you unbutton your jeans and push them down, stepping out of them until you’re left in just your boxers.

The moment your clothes come off, the air feels slightly less suffocating against your skin.

Kelly gives you an appreciative once-over and smirks. Alicia’s eyes drop straight to your crotch before flicking back up to your face, clearly pleased.

Kristen watches you for a second, biting her lip. Then, as if your decision gave her permission, she reaches down and grabs the hem of her soaked t-shirt. She peels it up and over her head, revealing a simple white bra that’s already damp and slightly see-through from sweat. Her soft stomach and full tits are on display as she drops the shirt to the floor.

She doesn’t stop there.

With slightly shaky hands, she unbuttons her jeans and pushes them down her thick thighs, kicking them off until she’s standing there in just her white bra and matching panties. The fabric clings to her curves, especially between her legs and across her round ass. Sweat glistens on her skin, rolling down the valley between her breasts and over the soft swell of her stomach.

She crosses her arms over her chest for a moment out of habit, then seems to think better of it and drops them to her sides. Her face is bright red, but she’s not backing out.

Now all four of you are standing around in various states of undress, sweat shining on everyone’s skin under the warm cabin lights.

Kelly lets out a low, satisfied hum.

“Much better,” she says, running a hand down her own thick thigh.

Alicia grins and leans back against the counter again, her crop top still on but doing almost nothing to hide her braless chest.

Kristen keeps stealing glances at you, her eyes flicking down your body before quickly looking away again.

The heat hasn’t gone anywhere. If anything, being this exposed is making everyone even more aware of how warm it is… and how little is left between you all.

Kelly looks around at the group, then back at you.

“So,” she says, voice playful, “now that we’re all a lot more comfortable… what do you want to do?”