Pat and Teri were wonderful friends, and even better lovers. They both enjoyed the teasing and exciting conversations that made them feel naughty, and they both longed for discovering other ways to do it. They particularly felt the trill of letting themselves get out of hand where someone else might see them. (See "The Bet") Their weekend plans took them by car for 2 and a half hours from the city. They had planned on camping, but it was turning rainy and cold, and when they saw the warm looking Best Western sign, they figured a motel would be a better choice. With luck, they found themselves getting one of the last rooms, a nice one, with a couch and a queen sized bed, and two large windows that overlooked a courtyard and open air lounging area, with a few tables and umbrellas, and then the square of rooms on the other side. They were on the third floor, not very high, but up above the courtyard below.
At first they were disappointed to have to change their plans, but as they wandered around, they realized the warm dry room would offer a much more enjoyable evening. The place was pretty full of travellers who had changed their plans as well, and many eyes followed the young pair as they strolled into the pool area.
"I didn't know it had a hot tub!" giggled Teri as they felt the moist warm air surround them. The pool was only about 50 feet long, and maybe 20 feet wide, with a tile deck, a few chairs, a door leading to a small sauna, and off to the side, a small sunken whirlpool tub, large enough for maybe 4 or 6 people.
"It sure would feel lovely, and relaxing," answered Pat, with her hand around Teri's waist. Pat's fingers traced the smooth skin at the top of Teri's jeans, her nails softly tickling, sending delicious shivers along the line, above Teri's hip, and right into her tummy.
"But we were planning on hiking and camping. I didn't bring any swimwear, did you?" Teri responded, leaning further into her partner's full breast.
"Well, no, I didn't either," moaned Pat, "But it is getting late, and there are hardly any people left in here. Maybe nobody would notice if we just wore bras and panties. They would kinda look like bikinis from over in the pool."
Teri grinned, and a bolt of energy went right through her nipples, making them pucker a little. The thought of doing something edgy in public was always attractive to her, and this didn't seem like too much. "I'm willing if you are, but maybe we should have a little wine or something first, just to give me courage. What do you say??"
Back in their room, they sipped glasses of wine and giggled, both realizing the excitement of their adventure. They stripped their jeans and shirts, and grabbed the largest towels from the bathroom, wrapping them so properly above their breasts, which left the bottom of the towels barely covering their firm rounded young buttocks. Teri was 23, tall and slender in a runner's body, with longish legs and long straight light brown hair. Her hips weren't as curvy and girlish as she would like, but she felt comfortable in her body, and liked it when others let their eyes wander over her. Pat was vivacious in her manner, and her body reflected her style. Her breasts and hips both flared beautifully, and she seldom missed a chance to let someone see just a little more than she should. Her very long dark hair streamed down her back, past her shoulder blades, and Teri tugged on it, feeling its silky smoothness as they made their way down the hall.
The tiles were cool to their bare feet, and Pat felt her heart quicken as they entered the pool area again. There were 2 couples there, one in the pool and one in lounge chairs. The men glanced up at them as they entered, and their glances weren't lost on the two vixens as they walked the length of the pool and to the far corner, stopping by the depression that held the whirlpool. Teri drew in her breath, and whispered, "Well sweets, it's now or NOT!" She dropped her towel casually on the bench, and turned to test the water with a toe. She could feel her smallish cone shaped breasts tingle, and the nipples begin to harden even at the thought of standing there in a very thin beige bra and matching panties with lace on the waistband and shoulder straps. Her bra clasped in front, separating the cups and allowing lots of bare skin to show between them. Glancing down at her own figure, she felt she could almost see the shadow of her pubic hair, and thought to herself how much thinner her lingerie felt now than up in the room.
Pat looked at her partner, and her eyes followed Teri's body from head to toe, resting on each wonderful curve that she knew so well. Slowly, she let her own towel drop, tossing it on top of Teri's, and stepped to the side of the whirlpool as well. Pat's bra was even more revealing, partly because her breasts were larger, full, rounded, and begging to be touched. Her bra had a thin light blue undercup, and a lacy top that let her pinkish brown nipples show through a little. Her panties were high cut bikini style, allowing her beautiful legs to look even longer, and the dimples of her flanks to show as she stood reaching into the water. They both stepped down a layer, and the warmth of the water felt both comfortable and soothing after the cold outside, and also stimulating, urging their erotic hearts to race even a little faster.