The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, spilling warm light across the room. The pool out back shimmered, catching the rays and tossing them back in little flashes.
Nate leaned against the patio table, one hand wrapped around a chipped coffee mug, the other scratching at the scruff on his jaw. He had a lopsided grin plastered on his face, the kind that said he was up to no good.
April Fools' Day was his turf, always had been, and this year, he was starting it with a bang. For weeks, he'd been ribbing Nora about their annual prank war, and after she'd rolled her eyes at his last one, calling it "lame" during their spat last night, he'd decided to kick things off with something she'd never see coming.
A dissolving swimsuit. She'd lose her shit, no question, but that look on her face? Worth every second.
He took a sip of coffee, the bitterness grounding him as he glanced out the window. Nora was probably just rolling out of bed.
His grin widened. She'd been his girlfriend for the last four years, but every time he saw her, it still felt like he'd been knocked over.
Long blond hair that fell in messy waves, green eyes that could cut through you or light you up, and a body that made his brain short-circuit. Curvy hips, a tiny waist and flat stomach, and those big, perfect double-D tits that bounced just right.
Today, she'd be strutting out in the pink bikini he'd given her, set to melt when she hit the water.
The door flew open, and there she was. Nora stepped into the kitchen, rubbing sleep from her eyes, her hair a wild tangle over her shoulders.
She wore a sheer cover-up over the bikini, the pink fabric peeking through, hugging her curves like it was painted on. Nate's breath caught, his eyes drinking her in, those tits straining the top, nipples, faintly pressing against the fabric, her hips swaying as she stretched her arms up.
The cover-up lifted, flashing a strip of tanned stomach.
"Morning, babe," she said, her voice rough from sleep, sexy as hell. She yawned, smirking at him.
"You're up early. What's with that goofy grin? You look like you're planning something."
"Me?" Nate shrugged, keeping his tone light, though his face fought to play it cool. He flashed her that devilish smile he knew she liked.
"Just enjoying the view. That suit looks damn good on you."
She raised an eyebrow, her smirk growing as she adjusted the top, giving him a quick peek of underboob. "Yeah, it's me alright. You did good," she said, sauntering closer.
Her hips rolled with every step, and she paused. "Guess I'll test it out. I hear the pool calling my name."
"Nora, come to me," he said in his best pool voice.
She rolled her eyes and stepped out the back door. Nate followed behind. He sipped his coffee, acting casual.
Inside, he was buzzing, his whole body tense with anticipation. The trap was set.
Any second now, she'd hit the water, and the suit would vanish. He adjusted himself discreetly, his dick stiffening in anticipation as she peeled off the cover-up and tossed it onto a chair.
Her ass jiggled in those tiny bottoms, tanned skin glowing in the sun.
Nora dipped a toe in the pool, testing it, then glanced back at him, her green eyes playful. "You joining, or you just gonna stare at my ass all day?"
"I'm all about the view, babe," he said, leaning back with a cocky tilt of his head. "Gotta finish my coffee anyway."
"Suit yourself, lazy." She winked, then dove in, cutting through the water smooth and graceful.
Nate held his breath, counting down. The suit was supposed to dissolve fast.
His grin stretched wider, his pulse hammering as he waited for her to pop up.
The backyard gate slammed open. Dean and Finn strolled in, laughing loudly and obnoxiously about some joke from a podcast.
"Yo, Nate!" Dean bellowed, loud enough to rattle the windows. "Pool party already? You didn't even text us, man!"
"What the hell?" Nate muttered, his grin fading as he straightened up. "You guys aren't supposed to..."
"Holy shit!" Finn cut him off, his voice cracking as he stopped dead, eyes bugging out.
Dean froze beside him, jaw dropping. Nate spun around, and there it was.
Nora surfaced, water pouring off her naked body. The bikini was gone, melted away, leaving her bare.
Her big tits bounced as she shook out her wet hair, droplets clinging to her skin. Her nipples were hard and pink from the cold. She hadn't noticed yet, running her hands through her hair, totally unaware she was stark naked in front of them all.
"Nate!" Nora's voice sliced through the air, sharp and pissed, as she finally felt the chill on her skin. Her arms snapped up, crossing over her chest, though she could barely cover those giant tits.
Her eyes locked on him, blazing. "What the fuck, you asshole?"
"Heh, uhm..." Nate stammered, his cocky smirk crumbling. His heart pounded.
"April Fools!" His voice turned to a nervous squeak. "Got you..."
