"So what are you doing for New Years!" She asked.
"Well you know me, a wild and crazy guy.. So once I am off work at ten, I am headed home to put some pjs on and play Xbox. You?" I respond.
"I was thinking about getting in our hot tub when I get home. But my folks don't like when I go it alone. You should come over and join me."
"Yeah that's not going to happen."
"Why not? I am 19. And no one should be alone on New Year's Eve."
"Well, that's one reason. I am old enough to be your dad. Plus I don't carry a swimsuit on me."
"You mean you don't carry a suit around with you all the time. You can borrow one from me. Well, my dads, haha. Just hot tubbing, nothing more. No one will know. Just us two."
"Don't you have friends your own age. Maybe a boyfriend. You're a good looking girl and you don't seem like a bitch." I said joking
"Gee thanks, I think. I have girlfriends but they are with their boyfriends, on vacation with family or back at school. Plus, guys my age don't want to date girls with out boobs." She says as she puts her hand on her relatively flat chest."
Sloan is a really good looking girl. She is tall, thin, with blonde hair down to a fine ass. She ran cross country in high school which kept her in shape and gave her small A cup tits.
"You're right, boys that age never are smart." I say. "I will think about it." I say to stop the conversation.
"Awesome. Give me your phone number and I will text you my address." She says as she walks back to work.
On my way out to make a delivery I slip Sloan my phone number hoping that this conversation is over and nothing nothing more will come from it. As the night progresses, my hopes come true and Sloan leaves at 9:00 saying nothing about her hot tubbing offer. Thinking that she must have gotten a better offer, I start thinking about my quiet night at home.
The night progresses, and at 9:45 I head out for my last delivery. As I approach my car I hear my phone alert me of a new text message. I get in the car and all that's there is an address and a see you soon. Ugggg, guess she didn't get a better offer. I head off to my delivery and to think of a way out of this.
I get back to the pizza shop and just decide to text back "I am not going to make it. Don't think this is a smart idea." When I get another text of a piece of cheese cake with the caption, "oh and there is cheese cake."
What's a guy to do, "be there in 30." I text back as I head in to clock out for the night.
I get to Sloan's house and before I can knock on the door it opens and there she is standing there in a long sleeve t-shirt and what I am assuming are bikini bottoms. "Didn't think you were going to make it." She says as she opens the door.
"I wasn't going to, but the cheesecake pushed me over the edge." I respond. She doesn't need to know how true the statement is.
She playfully hits me in the stomach and then shows me where to hang my jacket and put my shoes. As I remove both I notice how nervous Sloan appears to be, fidgeting with her shirt, rolling her hands in the front pushing it down low and making it rise up in the back. I don't think much of it until I follow her into the house. As she walks away, her shirt has ridden up in the back due to her fidgeting and shows off her cute, tight little ass in an even smaller swimsuit. Yup, bikini bottoms, I think.
We get into the kitchen and Sloan turns to me and says "I have some bad news."
"Did you eat all the cheese cake? Tell me there is still cheesecake. If there is I can handle anything."
Sloan nods her head and says "there is still plenty of cheese cake. But, we aren't..."
"Hot tub is nice and ready for us!" Says a new voice.
I look over at Sloan shooting her my best WTF look. I wasn't wanting "alone time" with her. But really didn't want a group of people.
Sloan smiles her best smile and said. "Lenny this is Ashley my best friend from high school. Ashley this is Lenny. Lenny, Ashley came home early to surprise me so I wouldn't have to be alone on new years eve. Oh and she brought the cheese cake."
I smile and look over at Ashley and am at first at a loss for words. She is the most beautiful redhead I have ever seen. Ashley looks like the typical female athlete, long red hair to the middle of her back, stunning green eyes. And who am I fooling a nice set of tits. I am guessing b cups. I stick out my hand to shake hers "nice to meet you. Thanks for bringing the cheese cake."
"No problem she says." Turning to Sloan, she says "did you tell him, yet."
"No, I was just getting to that." Sloan says and turns to look at me. "So umm, I can't find my dad's swim suit. So I thought you could wear his boxers or yours." She says hopefully.
"Or go naked!" Ashley says.
Hell no I think. There is no way I will get naked with two 19 year olds. Wait is Ashley even 18, I should check on that, I think.
"Wait, what?" I said. " No swimsuit. So boxers instead?" I said questioning. I turn to Ashley and say "Not going naked."
Sloan looks awful. She says "I am really sorry. I didn't think he would take both his suits with him. I don't know what else to do. I thought you in your boxers would be ok. We are wearing bikinis and that's just like underwear. I don't know what else to suggest."
"Or you could go naked?" Ashley says with a smile on her face.
Man what is up with this girl I think. Didn't think 19 yr olds wanted to see old 40 something naked. Don't get me wrong I am not that bad looking. But at 40, 6'2" and 185, sandy blonde hair that is starting to go grey and my piercing blue eyes (so I have been told). I am no teen age boy and she could get any one she wanted. Either one for that matter.
I look at Ashley and say "The last thing I am going to do is go naked while you two have your suits on." Shit that came out wrong I think.