As you're on your run, you find yourself passing around the back of Sally and Debby's house. A quick glance over the fence shows that the two of them are already splashing about in their pool, their wet and well-developed bodies in their scanty bikinis and instantly arousing sight. As you start to pass, Debby notices you.
"Hey Nick!" she calls out, "What's the rush? Wanna come on in and join us?"
"Yeah," Sally chimes in, "you'll get just as much exercise swimming with us as you do running."
"Well," you say, "I don't really have my trunks with me..."
"Then just come on over and hang out with us," says Debby, "please."
She punctuates this by pushing her full lower lip out in a pout. Distracted as you are by that, you don't see Sally until she's snuck out the back gate and scooped you up around your waist from behind.
"Gotcha now," giggles Sally, "C'mon over, just for a little while. We wanna celebrate your birthday a little bit with you."
"It's a special birthday," says Debby as Sally carries you into their yard, "after all, you're not jailbait anymore and that's worth celebrating."
"Well, I guess you're right," you say nervously.
"Awwww, you're blushing," says Debby, now walking up and brazenly sandwiching you between herself and her sister, "don't be nervous. We've got a big day planned for you." |