The girls kiss

Before Natalie could react, Lisa slid in and brushed the man’s leg away.

“Uh-huh,” Lisa huffed. “Easy there. She’s mine, buddy.”

The man chuckled, grabbing his bottle and holding it up in surrender before taking another swig. “All right, all right. I’m not trying to step on any toes here.”

“It’s a damn shame, though,” the other added with a smirk.

Lisa tilted her head as she watched them, as if she’d just won the round, and Natalie shook her head in amusement at it all. Lisa reached toward the ledge to grab the bottle of the young man closest to her, but when she did, her hand accidentally hit it. The bottle tipped and clattered onto the deck, rolling away across the pool deck.

“Ah, damn it,” she giggled, and quickly pushed herself up and out of the water. She crawled after it on hands and knees, chasing down the bottle. The innocent act had her backside pointed squarely toward the hot tub, where the hibiscus-print bikini was creeping further between her petite cheeks. If not for the dim light and dark material, her mound would be on full display under the wet, clinging fabric, as she scrambled.

Natalie burst into laughter, calling after her. “Lisa! You look ridiculous!”

Snatching up the bottle, Lisa froze for a beat, suddenly aware of how she must look. She glanced back over her shoulder at the two men openly leering at her, then stood with a squeal, covering her butt with her free hand, trying to regain some modesty. “Yeah, yeah, I hope you enjoyed the show.”

She quickly shuffled back toward the tub, dangling the bottle in her hand, and made no move to cover the front view that was now on display. The steam wrapped back around her as she approached and all three of the others tracked her journey from the moment she’d gotten out, until she made her way back. They got a chance to appreciate more of her than they’d had when the women first joined them.

Natalie was shaking her head at Lisa, as she stood at the edge of the water. “You’re hopeless,” Natalie teased.

“Hopelessly entertaining,” Lisa corrected.

“I don’t know about hopeless,” one of the guys said, “but this is the most entertainment I can remember having out here.”

“Yeah,” his friend added, lifting his bottle. “That was worth the price of admission right there.”

Lisa waved them both off, unbothered, and unscrewed the cap of the bottle she’d chased down. “Glad I could make your night.” She tipped the bottle back for a longer swig, and they could see her throat swallow a couple of times.

Natalie arched a brow. “You’re braver than me.”

Lisa stood at the edge for a beat longer, aware of the water that was streaming down her as she lowered the bottle. She looked down at Natalie with a smirk, then slid back into the hot water, but this time sinking down directly into Natalie’s lap.

Caught off guard, Natalie’s hands braced instinctively at Lisa’s hips. “Lisa-”

Ignoring her, Lisa pressed her cheek against Natalie’s, turning to smile toward the men.

“What? She’s here to protect me.” Her voice was playful and teasing, but the way her body was pressed close against her friend left no mistaking the point she was making. “Apparently we can’t trust you two not to get handsy,” she finished, looking at the one who had placed his leg against Natalie’s only moments earlier.

The men offered no objections, clearly enjoying every second.

“Good lord,” Natalie proclaimed at Lisa’s over-the-top flirting, but even she couldn’t suppress her smile in response.

Hearing her, Lisa deliberately adjusted herself so her petite frame was pressed as close against Natalie as she could get, making herself comfortable. The feel of Lisa’s body left Natalie all too aware of every inch of contact.

“All right, maybe I believe she’s yours,” one of the guys said. “But if so, you two should be a package deal, for sure, though.”

The words made Natalie chuckle to herself, though she felt Lisa squirm in her lap a little bit more.

“Facts,” his friend agreed. “Man, I feel like we stumbled into a show, and it’s one I’d be happy to come watch every night.”

“I think they’re expecting us to take requests,” Lisa giggled, as she turned her face toward Natalie, and brought it a little closer.

Natalie rolled her eyes, internally questioning just what Lisa was up to with her little performance.

“Hey, no pressure,” the first man said, lifting his hands as if to wave it off, though his expression told another story. “Not that either of us would complain if you wanted to, you know… prove you’re together.”

“Yeah, come on,” the other jumped in. “One kiss. You can’t leave us hanging after all this teasing.”

Lisa tilted her head as she looked at Natalie, raising an eyebrow conspiratorially. “What do you think?”

Lisa refused to take her eyes off Natalie, leaving the question hanging in Natalie’s court. She eventually met her eyes, contemplating if she was up to playing Lisa’s game for the benefit of these two guys, barely older than Aiden.

“Come on,” one of them coaxed. “After all this build-up, one kiss won’t kill you.”

Lisa giggled on Natalie’s lap, and brought her face an inch closer. “What do you say?” she asked, mischievously.

Natalie hesitated another second, and then leaned in. A victorious moan slipped out of Lisa as she felt Natalie’s lips brush hers. The kiss felt as though Natalie were teasing her, testing how far she’d take the display, but Lisa was aware as both guys sat up a little straighter, leaning around to get a better view of them both.

Responding before she could think better of it, Natalie kissed her a little harder, and suddenly the kiss wasn’t just a joke. It deepened with Lisa tilting her head, and moving with her signature playful confidence that made the men groan aloud. The cheers of encouragement from the two guys melted into background noise.

From the men’s angle, Lisa’s breasts had crested well above the surface since sliding into Natalie’s lap. Water beaded along the curve of them, glinting in the spa lights. As the kiss drew on, Lisa readjusted so that her chest was turned a little bit away from her friend’s, and with a sneaky tug of her fingers, she pulled one of the small triangles of her bikini top aside.

Her breast slipped free, showing the pale flesh, and she held it up as if on display. The nipple was hard and wet, and a drop rolled down from where the bikini top had dislodged a bead of water, causing it to run down to the tip before falling away. The visual served to heighten the eroticism of the kiss that Natalie was lost in, unaware she was being used as the unwitting half of a performance.

The one man let out another whistle, the other cursed under his breath, and their bottles were forgotten in their hands. Lisa had given her own nipple a pinch, letting the men see just how hard it could get.

She kissed Natalie a little more lewdly, pulling back a smidge, and opening wider so their audience could see her tongue probe her gorgeous friend’s mouth. Then Lisa broke it with another giggle, capturing Natalie’s bottom lip between her teeth and pulling at it playfully. When she finally pulled back, she sneakily tucked the strap back into place and flashed the guys a wink as though they were her co-conspirators.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” one of the guys said in a huff, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe it. “Definitely a show I could get used to.”

“Excuse me?” a sharp voice cut through the air, slicing the tension of the moment clean in two.

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