Thank you for reading. This is a quick piece that's mostly smut. Hope you enjoy and please leave a comment if you can!
The Fabric Standing Guard
I was the best kind of exhausted, the kind at the end of a day on vacation. Maria and I had a long day of fun and sun. Snorkeling by the beach, good food, a nice hike, and then back to our hotel. She'd sprung for us to spend our last two nights in a really nice resort so we'd spent the hour before dinner on the hotel's beach then up to dinner with a view over the water. Afterwards we went up to our room and showered the sweat and salt and sand away, only to be ready for bed way too early.
"I don't wanna sleep," I said, applying lotion after my shower. Maria, who had showered first, was peeking out the window. Our room faced the pool and had a small view of the beach. It had the classic hotel curtains where it was two-layered. The first let in some light but the second fully closed it off. She had the first layer closed for our privacy as we showered and changed but was peeking out to the view of the pools and greenery, little torches lit all around. It was a really beautiful place.
And Maria standing there made it more beautiful.She and I contrasted a fair bit. She had tanned skin, tall and curves, thick, long dark hair. I was pale, slim, and had pretty short blonde hair. I'd had short hair almost all my life because I'd played soccer all my life and hated the way it got in my face. That was where we met, actually, in a rec league. I was a striker for my team, she was the goalie for hers.I scored twice on her and she came up to me after the game. I thought she was going to get mad but she just said, "Do you have any plans after this?"
Just like that we were together and it had been a year and a half since.
"We could head down to the pool," Maria suggested to my lack of desire to sleep, "Don't need to go in now that we're all clean just lay some towels on a chair and relax."
"That sounds nice," I smiled.
Outside
Ten minutes later we were on a lounge chair by the pool, the palm trees and ocean in the distance. No one was out there except a couple in a nearby jacuzzi. We laid out towels on the chair. We both wore big sweatshirts we'd gotten from a national park we had hiked in a year ago. I wore random old shorts that were pretty short and she had on some linen pants.
Maria sat down and spread her legs and I sat between them and leaned back into her. She pulled another towel out of our beach bag we'd brought and draped it over us, ending it right at my neck, to act as a blanket.
It was hard to think of a time I'd been so content. Her legs outstretched on either side of me. Me, cuddled into her back. She rested her face against my hair at times. I could hear her take in my scent which made me giggle a bit but also feel tingly. She liked my hair short. I asked if she wanted me to grow it out once and she basically had a panic attack at the thought. Her hands were wrapped around me for a while along my waist, but soon one made its way up to play in my hair, nails along my scalp, behind my ears.
We talked for a while, going over the day, agreeing on how nice it had been. We watched the stars. We watched the torches. We watched the pool water ripple in the slight breeze. Her hand made its way up to my sweatshirt and gave my boobs a quick squeeze under the towel. The towel didn't move much but I got nervous and said a weak, "Hey!" But I enjoyed it, and she knew that. There was no bra after all so it was easy for her. She let her hands move down and rested them on my inner thighs as she rested her chin on my shoulder.
"Baby..." I whispered.
"Sorry Essie, just adjusting," she assured me, "Not my fault you're so fun to touch." As the blush from the sentence spread in my cheeks I glanced at the couple in the jacuzzi and they seemed to not notice we were around.
"Okay," I said, weary of her. Maria always liked to push my buttons in new and interesting ways, ways I tended to like, but never had we done something without complete privacy.
We talked a bit more and she pointed out our hotel room from the pool. You could see the light on inside, and the outline of the chair and the lamp and the top of the bed. A few rooms over we saw a couple sitting on the bed together. Again, just their outlines, but pretty clear silhouettes. They were sitting up against the headboard, his head on her shoulder, looking like they were watching TV.
"Pretty easy to see," Maria said.
"Yeah, gotta pull those curtains I guess," I said.
"Mhmm," Maria nodded into my neck. Her hands traveled up my body again.
"Maria...," I whispered, looking at the couple.
"No one's here, sweet thing," she said, her hands came up into my sweatshirt, having to angle down and up to get inside. Nothing was on underneath. They moved up.
My skin lit up. I felt redness fill my cheeks, my face, my chest. I was flushed immediately. We were too exposed but...did I like that?
There wasn't much time to think about that, though, as her hands wrapped up my tits and cupped them softly. She took care, I could tell, to keep her second and third fingers on either side of my nipples. I held the towel tight. If it fell I'd still be covered, but her hands would be in my sweatshirt, clearly.
"Baby..." I said, "If you want that we should go upstairs."
"In time," she said, and her fingers slid in and pinched softly on my nipples.
My feet made points immediately. My eyes fluttered shut. "Uh," I let out a little too loud before biting my lip
hard
to stop. She didn't let up, playing with them for a few seconds. I tried to say something, but I was enjoying it. She knew me. She knew I was.
"We..." I tried to say, "We should..."
"We should what?" She asked, pinching slightly harder. I gasped. I opened my eyes and looked around. The jacuzzi couple was gone, but the fact that I hadn't noticed them leaving in the pleasure was slightly concerning. "We should go inside?"
"Y-yeah," I managed to get out.
