Finally, he could hear the steps in the main room downstairs and voices echoing up the hallways. The girls are back from shopping. Part of him is grateful they’ve returned while the other half of him is cursing myself for not seizing the opportunity while it was there. he decide to take a cold shower.
Vicky is back in the room when he dry off. “Hey, want to see what I got? I think you’ll like it.” She said with a devious smile that told him she is talking about lingerie.
“Surprisingly, I don’t think I am up for it. Tomorrow?” He said. His balls ache from all the pressure and lack of release. They are so sensitive that he don’t think he could handle any fooling around just now.
“Sure. I guess it is kind of late. I can show you tomorrow. That way we’ll both be fresh.” He look at the clock. She was right, it’s almost midnight.
They both got ready for bed and then snuggle up next to one another. Vicky falls asleep almost instantly and once again he am left alone with his thoughts.
The sound of waves woke him. He stretched and allow his eyes to adjust to the light. Vicky is standing out on the patio, leaning against the railing, her long dark hair blowing in the wind.
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Everyone scarfs down breakfast quickly and heads to the beach. He grabbed a boogie board and spend the first hour or two of the day catching waves. Once his body is exhausted he head in and collapse in the sand. Jacob has a shirt on today, apparently not wanting to worsen his burn. The girls are all in their chairs.
Bella was wearing a one piece again, only this time it is red and only has a strap on one shoulder. Her breasts look massive as ever. Vicky was wearing a bikini he have never seen before, she must have gotten it yesterday. It was orange with frills on the top piece, the neon color makes her look even more tan. Tina was wearing a halter top today, so a little more modest. With similar bottoms as last time, a thong. Mrs. Orton has swimwear on today but she is still covered up with a large shawl, with a wide sun heat on her head. She’s reading a Virginia Wolf novel.
“You ladies want to do anything other than sit there today?” He tease them once the hot sun has dried him.
“What do you suggest?” Vicky asks without opening her eyes.
“How about a friendly gahme of touch football?” He recommend.
“Sounds fun.” Vicky says.
“I’m in.” Tina adds.
“I will play.” Bella announced. “You playing Mother?” Mrs. Orton looks up from her book.
“Ah what the hell. Sure.” Mrs. Orton says to his surprise.
Mrs. Orton sets her book down and removes her hat, her blond hair falls down around her shoulders. Next, she pulled off her shawl and dropped it to the chair.
Damn
He instantly regret denying her the night before. She was looking fit as ever. Few women can actually make a bikini look good, especially ones her age. But she looks like she fell right out of a magazine, touched up and everything. He was reminded again where the girls get their amazing genes from.
Her bikini was dark blue with white polka-dots. The string holding her top up and holding her large round breasts in is tied around her neck, taut with tension. The triangle shaped fabric of her top is cut large but you can still see the curvature of her breasts protruding out the sides. Her waist was trim, her stomach flat and hard. Her bottoms are small enough that if she had any pubic hair you would know it. Her butt was round and firm with muscle. Her legs lean, long and smooth.
The tide is still high so we have to play on the soft uneven sand. They trace lines in the sand for end zones with their foot and line up. He allow the other team to start with the ball.
“No first downs. You can rush after six seconds.” He added. They probably have no idea what that means but apart from Mike who said it.
Mrs. Orton plays quarter back, he guard Jacob and Vicky guard’s Bella. Mrs. Orton yells hike and her wide receivers run random routes. Mrs. Orton tosses the ball into the air. Jacob trips, falls into the sand and Mike easily snatched the ball out of the air.
Then he began to ran towards the end zone. SLAM!. Mrs. Orton slams into him, wraps her arms around him and they went down.
“Didn’t you hear me say touch football?” He said after he spit out some sand while Mrs. Orton’s body is draped over him.
“We are tough. We can handle tackle. Unless you’re saying you can’t handle tackle.” Mrs. Orton teases as she got off him. He looked up to see that Vicky is laughing hysterically.
“Okay, tackle it is.” He Said.
The girls elect him as quarterback and Tina insists on snapping it to him. She squats down and arches her back, her bare butt cheeks are a little sandy. If there had been a ref, he would have called delay of game on him for sure. He pass it to Vicky and they score.
People were ogling the girls before, but they have really drawn a crowd now that they are running around in swimsuits and tackling one another. The girls either don’t notice or pretend not to notice. Except for Tina. She seems to enjoy the attention. She makes sure to bend at the waist any time she picks up the football. Positioning her ass to give spectators a good view. Their neighbors even came out on their deck to watch them, at one point they begin cheering for them when they score.
Some highlights include Vicky taking Jacob out at the legs and Bella and Mrs. Orton wrapping themselves around Mike in an effort to tackle him as he powered into the end zone, Tina jumped onto his back for some reason, finally bringing him down, even though they were on the same team. The girls all played surprisingly aggressively but eventually they all run out of steam and decide to head inside for a late lunch.
“We should make it a formal lunch.” Vicky suggests.
“I like that idea.” Mrs. Orton accepted.
“You just want an excuse to wear your new clothes.” Mike say to Vicky.
“Nothing wrong with that.” Mrs. Orton defends. “Everyone met on the main floor in a half hour for supper. Formal wear required.”
There are two showers on each floor. Enough for everyone to have their own. For that reason, Mike took a long shower. The hot water felt good on his sore muscles. He scrubbed thoroughly to make sure he removed all the stubborn sand. When he return to their room. Vicky was still in the bathroom doing her hair. He put on a pair of slacks and a white button up dress shirt. He considered putting on a tie but then realize he didn’t pack one.
He decide that Vicky’s idea for a formal dinner wasn’t a bad idea after all. He felt kind of nice, like he was going somewhere fancy to eat. He headed downstairs and see that Jacob was already waiting at the table. He was also wearing dress clothes except he had thought to pack a tie. His tie is a little thick in his opinion but he looked nice. Even his little baby boy is dressed in a button up shirt.
The table is already set, the lighting is set to dim, like it would be in a fancy restaurant. Rolls rest on the table with steam coming off them and it looks like something else is in the oven as well. Mrs. Orton must have set everything up and then left to get ready.
He sat at the table with Jacob and they each snack on rolls, waiting for the girls to arrive. His stomach growls. He was starting to get hungry and impatient. But when the girls finally do arrive his patience is more than rewarded. Vicky, Tina and Bella all enter at the same time and they looked stunning.