"Hey, Sammy." Shelly called to the snoozing Sam in the back seat of the car. "You might want to wake up. We're here."
As Sam woke, Shelly looked at the villa in front of them, a huge stone and wood two story villa right in front of them looking beautifully picturesque amidst thick green woodland. "Wow, this place looks awesome!" Sam finally replies.
"Told you it would be worth it." Shelly told Sam, popping open the boot of the car. She throws a quick glance at her old friend, nervous and lanky and worries for a moment that this trip may not have been the best idea. With her and James still in the honeymoon period of their relationship it may wind up being a little awkward. Especially given that get cousin Vicky wasn't going to arrive until tomorrow.
"Hey pal," James suddenly calls moving up her to pull their cases out of the car's boot. "No other cars around so we're probably the first ones here. You know what that means!"
"First pick of bedrooms?" Sam replies with a grin, grabbing his case and walking as fast as possible towards the front door.
Shelly shakes her head, watching the two men dash off towards the house and suddenly begins to wonder if maybe she'll be the third wheel on this trip after all. Grabbing her own case and shutting the car boot Shelly follows them into the villa.
The room inside is beautifully furnished. A huge sitting room with windows opening out across the car park and taking in the woods beyond, ornate furniture decorating the room. There is a raised dais to one side with a dining table and beyond it an alcove the presumably heads into the kitchen.
At the rooms far end a corridor leads off towards a flight of stairs leading upwards. A door leads off on each side of the corridor presumably into the villas first two bedrooms, although no sign of the boys. They've obviously taken the bedrooms already.
Dragging her bag behind her Shelly pushes open the door to the right hand bedroom and dumps her bag down right beside it.
The room is as lavishly decorated as the living room was, with what appears to be an en-suite bathroom heading off in the far wall. After such a long journey the thought of a nice shower is certainly a good one and barely without thinking she grabs at her T-shirt and pulls it up over her head, throwing it to the floor revealing the tight black bra barely containing her breasts.
Stood there in just her bra and jeans she listens for a moment, hearing the sound of the shower, presumably with James inside it. That would certainly bring up options. She could wait for him to come out, or perhaps she should go and join him.
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