Fun Times at the Lodge

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It was a chilly evening when I got to the hunting lodge. Several of the guys from work were supposed to meet me there around eight that night and our plans were to set up a grill and do a little drinking. I pulled the cooler out of the truck and over to where the grilling station was by the main lodge. As I was waiting for the guys to show up, I spied to very lovely young ladies heading to the pool and the hot tub. Even though it was a bit cool outside, they were sporting cut off denim shorts and t-shirts.They didn’t see me sitting by the grill and that was perfectly fine with me. I watched as they stripped out of their shorts and t-shirts and eased into the swirling hot waters of hot tub by the main lodge, clad in very sexy bikinis. They giggled and talked in hushed tones. I was only about fifteen feet away, with a small three-foot high hedge separating us.My cell phone rang. It was Tim, one of my co-workers.“Dude,” he began, “The truck won’t start, and John’s girlfriend won’t let him go for the weekend.”I could quickly see our planned drunk-fest and grill evaporating.“I’m going to have to get the truck fixed, so I probably won’t make it up to the lodge until in the morning,” Tim declared.Damn. The drunk-fest was officially cancelled. Tim apologized and said he’d make it up to me. I was ticked, but there was not much I could do. Stuff happens, you know? So, there I sat, all by myself, on top of a cooler full of beer and no one to share it with.I looked over at the hot tub. The girls had gone very suspiciously quiet.“Would y’all like a beer?” I casually asked, pretty much expecting them to say “no.”When one of them said, “Yes,” ankara escort I damn near broke my neck getting her a beer.“What about you?” I asked after handing the one girl a beer.“I don’t drink,” she replied.“Yes, you do,” her friend replied. “Take a fucking beer.”I pulled another beer from the cooler and handed it to her and then retrieved my own beer, pulling up a chair next to the hot tub.I quickly ascertained the two girls were high school seniors and although not old enough to drink, they were old enough to do just about anything else. They were skinny girls, and like typical teenagers, kind of naive, or so I thought.They were at the lodge waiting on their dad to show up. The conversation was rather light-hearted, as far as chats go. They both had boyfriends, but each readily admitted their boyfriends were rather like nerds. We chatted about their plans post-graduation and they both said they were looking forward to attending a local community college. They asked if I was married and when I told them I was, they asked if my wife minded me going off on the weekends.“She gets to spend some time were her gal-pals,” I said, “So this is my tradeoff.”I told them I was supposed to meet some work buddies at the lodge, but they had bailed on me.“Well,” said one of the girls, “Lucky for you, you have us.”Lucky me.“Why don’t you get in the hot tub?” one of the girls pressed.“I didn’t bring my swimsuit,” I dutifully replied. Without missing a beat, she quickly replied that I could simply skinny dip and no one know.“Yeah,” I replied sarcastically, “I can see your dad walking up in here and asking what you’re doing in a ankara escort bayan hot tub with a naked guy.”“No thanks,” I quickly added.“Actually,” one of the girls remarked, “We lied. Her dad isn’t coming up here. We stole his access card. He thinks she is at my house and my parents think I am at her house.”Damn.“So, if you want to get in, get in. No one will know and it’s all good,” said the skinnier of the two girls.I quickly changed the subject and asked if they wanted another beer.“Sure,” the skinner girl replied. “but if I get drunk, please don’t leave me down here to drown.”“I won’t,” I replied, as I fished out three more beers from the cooler, handing two to the girls in the hot tub.“Do you come up here often,” I asked.“No,” one of the girls answered. She had long brown hair and seemed nervous, as she kept shifting around in the hot tub. “But it’s a cool place.”I had to agree.The skinner girl stood up in the hot tub and looked at me.“Can I ask a question?” she asked.“Sure,” I replied.“Which one of us has the better boobies?”I was shocked. I hadn’t expected the question.“You’re both pretty cute,” I bashfully replied.“But which one of us has the better boobies?” she pressed.The girl with the long brown hair that was acting so fidgety, stood up beside her friend.“I think you embarrassed him,” she told her friend. “Way to go!”I was embarrassed, but not because of the question, but because I was not prepared for it.“Well,” I replied, “You’ll have to lose the bikini tops for me to make a determination.”In less than a split second, both girls were topless, as they tossed their bikini tops to the side of the escort ankara hot tub. One of the two, had small boobs, but very erect and hardened nipples, while the other had larger boobs, with pencil-eraser tip like nips perched perfectly on top of her larger globes. They playfully splashed water on themselves and asked repeated their question.“I don’t know,” I shot back. I looked at the girl with the bigger boobs and asked if they were all natural.“Yes, there are,” she dutifully answered, wading closer to the side of the hot tub.“Feel them,” she instructed.“I’ll take your word for it,” I replied.“No really,” she replied, “I want you to feel them.”I scrambled from off the top of my beer cooler and reached down to feel her boobies. She looked up at me and smiled.“They like your touches,” she remarked.“They’re nice,” I replied, as I sat back down on the beer cooler.Her friend, not to be out done, said, “Wait a sec, you have to feel mine too.”I slipped back to the side of the pool and reached down to tweak her nipples between my thumb and a forefinger.“Uhmmmm”’ she suggestively remarked as she proffered a wink at me.“They are nice,” I replied, settling back on to my beer cooler.“You should get in with us,” the skinner girl pressed.“That might be dangerous,” I replied.“Why?” she shot back, “Can you not handle two hot and horny teenage girls?”“Yes, I can,” I replied. “But can y’all handle me?”“Oh yes we can,” the skinnier girl replied, her friend nodding her head up and down in agreement.I kicked off my shoes and socks as they watched from inside the hot tub. I stripped out of my t-shirt and then my jeans, leaving on my bikini-brief underwear which did little to hide my excitement. I slipped into the hot tub as each of them took up a sitting position on either side of me. The water lapped at our chins as all three of us dipped down into the swirling hot waters, as far as we could.

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