After being best friends for nearly their entire lives, Tim and Ashley get lost in their own growing adult lives. When Tim's business ventures bring him out to Los Angeles, he leaves his best friend back home in Boston. But what happens when they co...
We walked inside, and didn't see any of our friends. But suddenly, Vikki came running in the house from the hallway leading to outback, and saw us in the kitchen. She was in her bikini. "Oh, hey guys! We're swimming out back, Max ordered dinner for all of us already. Go put your suits on and come out!" She said, grabbing a drink from the fridge.
"And here, you guys have catching up to do." She said, tossing a couple of white claws over to us. "Thanks." I said, laughing, and heading over for the stairs. "Bro! Where did you go!" Max came inside, walking over to Tim. I continued my path upstairs to change into my bikini before Tim came upstairs and changed my mind about wanting to put clothes back on my body.
I ran upstairs, and rummaged through my luggage for my plain orange bikini that I had brought.
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I found it, and cracked open the white claw that I was given, because I had a feeling that I was going to need it. I took a sip, and pulled the bottoms up over my boots, since I had no panties on, then I took my dress over my head, putting the top on, and tying the back. I began situating the front bottoms and the top triangles to cover what I needed them to, when my door suddenly opened. Tim came in, and threw his duffel bag down on the couch in the room. I looked at him in the mirror. "Claiming your territory?" I joked. "You thought I wouldn't sleep in here with you? After sleeping in the same bed at sleepovers for our entire lives? You're funny." He said, taking his shirt off over his head.
I tried to not visibly bite my lip, so I sat down on the bed to untie my boots and take them off. "Finally have bottoms on, I see." Tim said, looking at me. "Barely." I said, without looking at him. I knew he was relishing in my mostly naked body, but probably also cursing himself bc it was just about 4 inches of fabric separating him from completely having his way with me.
"You gonna put yours on?" I asked him, and saw him close the bathroom door slightly. "I am." He said, and quickly came out changed. "That was quick." I joked, as I untied my boots even further but was having a hard time pulling them off of my thick, sweaty thighs. "What the fuck is this? She could've at least given me my own brand to drink." Tim joked, opening the white claw that Vikki had thrown us. "Have you ever had one?" I asked him. "Nah, never." He said, taking a sip. "Maybe they're better than your brand." I joked, and waited for him to tell me to shut up again. "Yeah, funny. No way." He said. "This is pretty good though. A little sweet." He said, looking at his mango flavor.
"Not as sweet as me, but yeah, sweet." I flirted, still fighting with my boot. "You're right." He said, and came walking towards me, and my heart began pounding again. But all he did was reach down, and take my boots by the heel, and pull them right off of my legs. "Thanks." I laughed, as he helped me. "Yeah, you're lucky that this is all that I'm taking off of you." He said, throwing them onto the ground right by my luggage.
