As she maneuvered her way through all of the people who populated this scenic lakeside lodge, Heather Brown was attracting a whole lot of attention.
It was hardly surprising, though.
At nineteen years old, the young woman had been blessed with the kind of natural beauty that seems to demand an appreciative gaze. Her hair was a deep, rich auburn, long and curly and spilling over her shoulders. Her eyes were a vivid green and seemed to sparkle as they moved quickly across the crowd, darting from face to face. Her full lips were curved into a wide, happy smile, showing off her straight and blindingly white teeth. Though topped with a set of full breasts that were big enough to almost look out of place on someone so young, her figure was lean overall, her skin positively glowing, giving ample evidence of an athletic lifestyle.
What was drawing the most attention though was that this girl with the perfect body was picking her way through the mob while dressed in only a pair of flip-flops and a teeny tiny bikini that left very little to the imagination.
This might have been a family reunion, all of these people might be related to her, but that was not enough to stop a great many of them from trying to imagine what she might look like in even less clothes. Heather was very careful to pretend to not notice how many eyes were following her, not wanting to embarrass any of her relatives by catching them studying her just a little too closely, but of course she was aware of it.
Indeed, she put just a little more wiggle into her butt as she walked, made sure her bosom was bouncing and jiggling, and otherwise made quite sure to reward all of her fans for their rapt attention.
Her uncle Jake was one of the worst, staring at her firm young boobs as she hurried by, his eyes wide and glazed, his jaw slack. Though he said not a word, she could still almost hear him praying for the ties that held her swim suit together to come loose. He was so blatantly drooling over her, in fact, that his scowling wife felt the need to break him out of his incestuous fantasy, jostling him so hard that he nearly tumbled out of his chair.
Likewise, she utterly ignored the sound of a crash as her cousin Boyd got so wrapped up in looking at her bobbing breasts that he failed to pay attention to where he was going and almost took out a table full of refreshments.
At last, Heather spotted her quarry.
Standing next to a table where a spirited game of dominoes was being played and much trash was being talked, Joy Thurston was so busy cheering on her mother that she neglected to notice that her cousin was closing in on her from behind.
Older than her cousin by two full years, Joy did not have quite so active a lifestyle as the other girl and so she'd packed on a few extra pounds, but was still considered quite a pretty girl. She kept her brunette hair bobbed, wore glasses over her bright blue eyes, and her lips seemed fixed in an easy grin. She had come to the reunion in a pair of sneakers, snug denim jeans, and a T-shirt.
It was only when she looked across the table and saw the way her dad was staring at something behind her that Joy turned. She only had the briefest of moments to recognize who was rushing at her before she was gathered up into a warm hug.
There was nothing at all risque about the friendly embrace, but seeing these two pretty girls cuddling had a few of the men watching crossing their legs and aunt Jackie actually dropped the plastic cup she was holding, spilling her soft drink in her lap.
"There you are, Joy!" Heather gushed. "Hurry up and grab your suit and we'll go swimming!"
Joy was agreeable. "Sure, that sounds like fun. See you later, mom!"
As the two teenaged girls trotted out of the lodge - their bits and pieces wiggling and bouncing very nicely, thank you very much - their grandfather leaned so far forward in his chair in his effort to keep their bottoms in view that he lost his balance and would have fallen on his face if aunt Paula hadn't been quick thinking enough to catch him.
The lodge's parking lot was little more than a rectangular patch of pavement bounded by carefully spaced rocks and with it's painted lines now almost completely faded away. The lodge the family had rented for this reunion sat at one end, framed by plenty of trees.
As the two girls stepped outside into the summer sunshine, they dove headlong into the maze of irregularly parked cars to find the one Joy and her family arrived in today.
Knowing that the lodge was sitting next to a cool, clear lake, Joy had certainly thought to bring her bathing suit but was not wearing it. Instead, she had brought along a small bag containing the suit, some sun screen, some sandals, and a towel and left it in the back seat of the family car. Pulling open the door, she grabbed the bag and turned back towards the lodge, but Heather was quick to stop her.
"Where are you going?"
"Back inside. The only place around here private enough to change my clothes is in the restroom."
There was a crafty look in Heather's eye. "Why bother? Why not just change right here? It'll be a whole lot quicker."
The corner of Joy's mouth twitched upwards and she gave her cousin a knowing look. "I should change right out here in public?"
"Just do it in the car and no one will see you," Heather told her with studied casualness. "I'll even keep watch to make sure no one gets close enough to get an eyeful."
"Well . . . Okay, then."
Leaving the back door of the car open behind her, Joy got in and started taking off her clothes. It was her T-shirt first and she spent an extra long time making sure it was carefully folded and set aside. This was just to keep her top from getting wrinkled of course, but it also meant that it gave any observer more than ample time to take a good close look at the plump boobs contained in her bra.
And despite the other girl's reassurances of complete privacy, Joy could literally feel the eyes on her. She made a point of not looking around, pretending to be unaware of the scrutiny, and just continued with what she was doing.
Her bra came off next and she was just as careful about setting it aside as she had been with her shirt. It was just the purest coincidence of course that this also gave whoever was watching her the chance to have a good, long look at her bare breasts. Topless and well aware of how closely she was being ogled, she couldn't keep her face from flushing or her big brown nipples from growing stiff and hard.
