. 02

"Good morning, Ashley," the voice said over her smart speaker alarm clock, "today is Wednesday, July 10, the time is Four AM."

"Alexa, shut up," Ashley mumbled in the general direction of her alarm. But not understanding the words "shut up" the device continued talking, giving Ashley a weather report.

But Ashley was now fully awake as she made her way to the shared bathroom. At the sink brushing her teeth, was Aurora, still wearing only her panties.

"Good morning, sunshine," Aurora said as she spit into the sink.

Ashley resisted the temptation to shoot back a snarky reply and sat down on the toilet to pee. Aurora rinsed with mouthwash then exited the bathroom, returning to her room to dress and finalize her packing.

Dressed and packed, they each grabbed some juice and fruit for a quick breakfast then were out the door to the public transit station nearby. They planned to ride transit from Boylston to Logan International, arriving with time to spare, and grab a more filling meal prior to boarding. Ashley and Aurora pulled wheeled suitcases behind them down the quiet pre-dawn sidewalks, arriving at the transit station ready for the first bus of the day. They paid their fares and hopped on the bus.

Though both wanted to cherish every second of their adventure, none of what transpired was worth reporting here, so suffice it to say that Ashley and Aurora eventually found their way onto the plane and settled in for their cross-country journey to San Francisco. The first leg was a short flight to New York and once back on board the plane that flew to SFO, they chatted quietly amongst themselves, drifted off to sleep, and passed the time.

Aurora had the window seat and looked down upon farms, rivers, and eventually mountains. She'd never been to the west coast before and had failed to fully appreciate just how vast the USA was. It was one thing to look at a map, but quite another to observe it from eight miles high. Magnificent as it was, Aurora glanced over towards her friend only to see her napping, so Aurora decided to do the same.

Both girls slept, though neither could say they had a deep, restful slumber. The rocking of the plane and the brightness of the ambient light was enough to return the sleeping travelers back to states of alertness, so Aurora contented herself with playing the game of guessing the location from above. Ashley found herself gazing out the window and stealing glances of Aurora's shoulders. As she slouched in her seat looking out the window, Aurora's tee top pooched outwards away from her chest. Ashely saw nothing but bare skin as she looked more closely at her unaware companion; it was plainly evident that Aurora had not bothered with a bra. Ashley couldn't see Aurora's full breast, but she noticed the gentle swell of her skin as it transitioned from chest to breast. She wasn't sure why that suddenly she wished she could see more, but then she quickly dismissed her thoughts as a mountain came into view out the window. But after the mountain passed, she stole another glance at Aurora's bare shoulder.

The plane had been flying all day, but when the pilot announced the local time, it was not quite noon. After the pilot said his message, the airplane began its descent flying out briefly over the ocean as they made their final approach.

Once landed, Ashley turned her phone back on and saw the text from her mother that she had parked in a domestic flight parking garage and was already waiting for them at the designated meeting point, though it would still be at least fifteen minutes before the passengers could disembark.

"Ashley!" Claire called out to her daughter as soon as she saw her making her way towards the meeting point.

"Mom!" a smiling Ashley replied as mother and daughter embraced. Ashley noticed a one or two more wrinkles on her mom's face and a few more visible neck muscles, but despite the steady progress of the aging process, Claire still emitted a radiant beauty. Her mom's hair also had more gray streaks than she remembered.

"Please don't grow old, mom, I need you,"

she thought as the embrace tightened.

"Welcome home, my baby," Claire said as she squeezed Ashley even tighter. She was careful what she said, not wanting to upset Ashley with reminders of the divorce.

Aurora felt a little out of place at the mini family reunion but then Claire welcomed her and reached to include Aurora as her hug became a group hug.

"Aurora, it's so nice to see you again, you're looking as gorgeous as ever." Aurora blushed at the compliment.

Ashley and Aurora had one checked suitcase apiece, so they waited until the baggage began sliding down the conveyor and onto the carousel. Once they had suitcases and carry-ons they made their way to Claire's car, and they left the terminal. Knowing they'd be right back at SFO the next day for their flight to Eureka, Claire booked a room nearby, which would also allow the weary travelers a chance to deal with the three-hour time difference. There were still a couple of hours until check-in, but lunch and a stop at Seal Point Park provided a relaxing diversion for Claire and Ashley to catch up and for Aurora and Claire to become better acquainted.

Once at the hotel, Claire and Ashley took advantage of the pool while Aurora rested in the room. Eventually Aurora made her way to the pool and the three women made plans for dinner. None wanted to take on any more activities given that they'd all be on a flight tomorrow, so after dinner they visited the exercise room to work out tired leg muscles, then returned to the pool. By 10:00 PM they were back in their room.

The room had two double beds. Claire suggested Ashley and Aurora sleep together while she took the other bed for herself.

"Mom," Ashley began, "maybe Ror would rather sleep alone."

"I don't think you'll want to sleep with me," Claire replied.

"Why, mom?" Ashley asked, "do you have cooties or something?"

"Or something," Claire said.

"Well, I claim the shower first," Aurora interjected, "and you two can work out the details. I really don't care how we sleep."

Aurora showered, followed by Ashley then finally Claire.

"You sure you don't want to sleep with me?" Ashley asked once again as Claire emerged from the shower in her robe.

"I'm sure, now stop arguing with your mother."

For a brief instant Ashley suddenly remembered why she moved across country. Growing up, she frequently had these little disputes with Claire. She knew her mom wouldn't give in, so she climbed into bed with Aurora wearing a light blue lacy two-piece pajama set. Upon pulling back the sheets, Ashley noticed Aurora once again was wearing only a thong to bed.

"Well mom, we're certainly good over here," Ashley said as she studied Aurora's bare back. She flipped over to say something to Claire, but the words stopped in her mouth as she watched Claire drop her robe and climb into bed stark naked.

"What's with all the nudity?" Ashley asked of no one in particular. "Did I miss a memo?"

Claire answered from her bed, covers askew leaving one breast exposed, "Ashley, don't be a prude, you're too young. This is how I sleep so turn out your light and get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow."

Once again, Ashley felt that her mother was a bit condescending, so she decided to keep her response to herself. As she reached for her lamp to turn off the light, Ashley settled in and worked a bit to get comfortable. Just before she drifted off to sleep, she felt Aurora's bare back press up against her own clothed back and felt Aurora's leg nuzzle against her own legs which also brought her best friend's bare butt cheek against her own bottom.

Sometime around 3:30AM, Ashley woke to discover that Aurora had flipped over, and her bare breasts were now pressed against Ashley's back and Aurora's arm was draped across Ashley's side, her fingers resting on the elastic waistband of Ashley's silk pajama bottoms. Not wanting Aurora's (accidental?) attention to end, Ashley softly pushed her body closer against Aurora. Feigning a general nighttime position adjustment, Ashley placed her own hand on Aurora's hip. Careful not to giver herself away, Ashley slid her hand just once along Ror's thigh expecting to find the waistband of Ror's thong but was more than a little surprised when she encountered only bare skin. Waiting for several minutes to elapse, Ashley again repositioned her body, this time rolling onto her back then continued rolling until she was finally directly facing Ror. Aurora responded by gently kissing Ashley fully on her lips.

The two girls were now both fully awake. Ashley paused to make sure her mother was still sleeping. Steady breathing from the other bed confirmed Claire was still asleep. Ror brought her finger to her mouth in the "shush" gesture and kissed Ashley again. Ashley responded but knew they wouldn't have the luxury of going any further. But that didn't stop Ashley from shedding her pajamas so the two young women could embrace fully nude against one another. Their kissing shifted from lip touching to open mouth French kissing while hands caressed cheeks, chins, shoulders, and upper arms. After about ten minutes they smiled at one another and gradually went back to sleep.

Three hours later a door in the hall slammed and the sounds of another hotel guest walking down the hall served as the wakeup call to the trio. Claire woke first and climbed out of bed. She didn't bother with her robe as she made her way to the bathroom. She looked over at her daughter's bed where Ror and Ashley had fallen asleep facing each other, the covers had fallen so both girls' bare upper torsos were exposed.

"Hey, sleepyheads," Claire began as she emerged from the bathroom.

Ashley's first thought was to pull the covers up over her body, but Aurora acted first and promptly kicked the covers completely off their bed leaving fully revealing their nudity.

"Ashley," Claire began, "so you decided to join the ranks of the 'buff sleeper club'?"

With a grin and a giggle Aurora answered first, "yep, she decided to show her disdain for nighttime textiles. Aurora then proceeded to get out of the bed and stretch, pushing her chest out then wrapping her arms across her breasts before reaching for her bag.

"Does anyone want the shower?" Ror asked. "If not, I'll shower first."

"You just showered last night," Ashley said as she bent to pick up her own bag.

"I have a couple of kinks to work out." With that reply she winked at Ashley who in turn smiled as she easily guessed what kinds of "kinks" Aurora referred to.

"Mom, would you like to join me for breakfast? Ror's morning showers usually take a while."

Claire was already mostly dressed as the naked Aurora walked into the bathroom. Ashley pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a tee shirt, sans underwear, and told her mom she was heading for the breakfast buffet. Claire did the same and the two were soon in the breakfast nook off the main lobby.

Aurora appreciated Ashley's offer to her mom which gave Aurora the time needed to masturbate herself to two good orgasms with her hairbrush handle. Eventually all three women had the chance to eat and gather up their belongings and catch the shuttle bus back to the airport and board the ninety-minute flight to California Redwood Coast-Humboldt County airport.

Once on the ground they rented a car and headed north. Aside from some idle chatter, the drive was mostly silent as each of the women contemplated the events of the previous night. Clearly, none had qualms about nudity or being naked around each other, but Ashely and Aurora both thought about their nocturnal encounter, and wondered where it might lead and what it all meant. They had been best friends for years, but both felt that they had reached a crossroads. Ashley, who was driving the car, felt a tingle between her legs as she reflected on the image of Aurora's naked breasts up against her own as they had tenderly kissed and caressed in the predawn hours just a few hours before.

Had they not been tourists, the drive would have taken perhaps twenty minutes or so along US 101, but they decided to take the scenic Trinidad Scenic Drive to Trinidad where they stopped for lunch at a place called the Lighthouse Grill, which they all agreed was truly delicious, then took a short detour to the ocean before resuming the trip north to Patrick's Point. The scenery was unlike anything Aurora had ever seen before. Redwoods that could have been five hundred years old towered above other evergreens all along the two-lane road.

As they neared their destination they began to catch views of the ocean. There was one, maybe two places they could have pulled over to take in the view, but underbrush and the hilly terrain made Ashley decide they'd have their best view once they reached their bed and breakfast.

As she parked the car at their destination Ashely was transfixed by the lushness and peaceful serenity of the location. Ror exited the car and came to stand next to Ashley. Aurora had grown up in Michigan and moved to Boston. She had never been to the Pacific coast. Ashley, though a California native, had heard of the temperate rain forest, but had never before visited it.

Once out of their car, they could take in the majesty of the redwoods, which in turn framed their views of the water. Their eyes were drawn to the ocean, with its offshore rocks dotting the picturesque sandy beach. Once the trio were checked in, they immediately began to explore the grounds. Though the inn welcomed families, this weekend all the guests were adults. Though the policy did not included outright nudity, their hostess simply told the women that "we're all adults here," at which she slyly winked.

Northern California is a wonderful place, the summer is nothing like other parts of the state and though it was the second weekend in July, daytime temperatures were only in the upper 60s to low 70s F. That said, walking the extensive steep private trails of the site Claire, Ashley, and Aurora were quite warm. At one point they made their way to the secluded beach. Aurora was taking photos of the scenery when they heard voices giggling. Coming from behind a large rock was one of the most perfect couples any of the women had ever seen.

"Well hello there," the tanned muscular man said. He was perhaps early forties and looked as if he'd been chiseled by Michaelangelo. He wore the briefest of swimsuits that barely hid his obvious manly bulge. His dark hair a wild curly mess dripped water onto his handsome face.

"Oh, hi," Claire responded.

The man was soon joined by an equally attractive, tanned woman who wore a bikini so skimpy, that the triangles barely hid what they were supposed to hide. Her tawny mane of shoulder-length hair was equally wet, which dripped alluringly onto her well-toned body. Ashley and Ror stared with mouths agape at the couple.

"I'm Michael," the man said, "and this is my lovely wife Cassandra." Michael then smiled and wrapped his arm around Cassandra's svelte shoulders drawing her to him.

"I'm Claire, and this is my daughter, Ashley, and her friend Aurora," Claire managed to say while trying not to stare at the gorgeous couple in front of them. Claire caught herself as her gaze drifted to Michael's swim trunks convinced he was growing hard just standing there. She tried to look away quickly, but not before Michael took notice. "

We're all adults here

," the hostess' words were echoing in Claire's ears.

"Beautiful day," Michael added. "You're here for the weekend I presume?"

"We just arrived," Ror interjected, "and yes, we are here through the weekend and then until Wednesday next week."

"Great," Cassandra responded as she seductively slid behind Michael running her hands unabashedly across his hairy chest. "I'm sure we'll be seeing more of you." Her touch caused Michael's bulge to become more obvious.

Claire's, Ashley's, and Aurora's gazes were all drawn to Michael's growing erection, something both he and Cassandra appeared to be intentionally encouraging. Claire physically pushed her daughter and Aurora to get their attention. "Yes, I'm sure we'll be seeing you again," she somehow managed to say. "But we need to get back and unpack. See you later."

With that, she guided the younger women back to towards the trail they had used to access the beach. The women had walked about forty steps when they heard Micael call back to them.

"Ladies," he shouted above the gently breaking surf.

At his voice they each turned back to look, and what they saw they could almost not believe. Michael and Cassandra (they would never want to be "Mike and Cassie") both stood there stark naked, Michael's full erection pointing skyward. Cassandra's firm breasts and shaved vagina showed no hints of tan lines.

"Enjoy the scenery! Have a nice dinner." Michael said, and at that Cassandra took his erection into her hand got down on her knees and guided it to her mouth.

"Oh my God," Ashley said after they had walked several hundred feet up the trail. "Did we just see that?"

They walked back up the trail, and though they were intent on getting away from the beach as fast as possible, they each tried to spy on the nude couple, hoping to catch a glimpse through the lush vegetation, though the lush undergrowth limited most of their visibility.

"I don't even know how to begin processing what we just saw," Claire said as they re-entered the main grounds and approached the building.

"They looked like Adonis and Aphrodite, the quintessential California couple." Ror said, wiping beads of sweat from her brow.

"Welcome back," said the voice of Marguerite, their hostess. "Did you get to the water? Was there a nice view?"

"Uh, yeah, we got to the ocean," Claire responded.

"The view was unlike anything we ever expected," Ashley added.

"Good, good," replied the hostess. "The ocean is what makes this place come alive."

"It's definitely coming alive," Ror chuckling as she tried to choose her words carefully. "We met Michael and Cassandra."

"Oh yes," said Marguerite, "they visit here two or three times a year. They live in Hawaii, but they find time to keep coming back."

"I'm guessing they'll be coming any minute now," Claire added as she joined Ror's laughter.

"Well yes, we'll be serving evening snacks in about an hour," Marguerite said as she turned to head towards the kitchen.

"Oh my God," Ashely mouthed in silence, then she too began to giggle.

"Let's get cleaned up," Claire said, taking charge of the situation. "There's a café back down the road a couple of miles that we will eat at."

"I'd rather be eating at the Y," Ashley said as she looked at Ror and smiled.

"There's no YMCA around here," Claire responded not picking up on her daughter's humor. "Whatever are you talking about?"

Seeing her joke go right past her mom, Ashley changed the subject. "It's almost five, I want to be back in time for the sunset. I wonder how the 'perfect couple' is doing?"

"Coming right along, I'd bet!" Ror said as she walked into the bedroom she and Ashley were sharing.

"Probably two or three times," Claire added.

Dinner was excellent. Expensive, but excellent. By six-thirty they were entering their room again. In the hall they had met one other couple, Roger and Helen, a couple in their mid-60s who had recently retired. They lived in Seattle and were driving the coast highway to San Diego to celebrate.

Later that evening as the sun was going down, Ashley and Ror were on the private deck of their room. Ror's attention was focused on the sun setting behind the ocean rocks and was taking photos when the sound of a woman's moan broke the tranquility. The building was designed so that each of the decks for the individual rooms were private, but because of an odd angle, about a quarter of the deck to their left was visible. Ashley and Ror looked at one another, eyes wide in wonderment. Quietly, they moved to the edge of their deck where they could just catch sight of Cassandra's nude body laying on a chaise lounge her breasts heaving as she stared intently as Michael's tongue worked its way along her open vagina. The girls couldn't see much of h Michael's body, but they assumed he was also naked (had they even bothered to dress from their earlier escapades?) as he grasped Cassandra's hips. She was wrapping her legs around his shoulders, drawing him into her sex.