“I’m going to take a shower. I think Jeff is going to the store to pick up dinner. Grab a beer. Better yet, get me one too. I’ll want one when I get out.”
Jeff has indeed went to the store while Ash went to go get showered. I yawned and got up to the fridge to get two beers. Popped open both tops and flipped the caps into the recycling.
I turned on the TV browsing for a game. Any game really. Luckily, the Airbnb hosts sprung for the deluxe package. “Score,” I thought. “Some beers, some good food coming and a nice relaxing week at the beach with my buddy and his girl.” I stretched out on the couch and enjoyed the beer as the Twins were beating the Angels 6-1 in the bottom of the 7th. “Fuck, have to pee.”
I rolled up from the couch to go to the bathroom. For some reason Ash took a shower in the hall bathroom and not the bedroom bathroom. I had to walk past the bathroom into their room. Splayed out on the bed I saw Ash’s clothes from the day. Crumbled in a ball was her yoga pants and t-shirt, however, laid out so delicately was her lace see through underwear and her black bra. “Well fuck that’s interesting.” Out of curiosity, I picked up the bra. “34D, damn. He is lucky.” I put down the bra in it’s original resting place and use the restroom.
Walking back to the couch I notice the bathroom door open. “Was it always open?” I could hear the shower still going and glanced up. Through the steamed glass I could make out Ash’s figure. Dark hair saturated and plastered to her back, her breasts being perkier than I expected based on her size and her one ass cheek pressed against the glass. I could see her soaping and washing herself as I stood there just enjoying the view. Without thinking of the consequences, I reached down to feel my cock respond to the show in front of me. “Was she doing this on purpose? No. She could not have. This must be an accident.” After coming to that realization, I collected myself and left the doorway.
I went back to the couch with my mind barely able to concentrate on the game. Ash came out a few minutes later in short shorts and a tank top.
“Thanks for the beer!” She plopped on the couch next to me. “Hey! Let’s make margaritas tonight!” She went to slap my leg, but her hand missed and it my other thigh and her hand rested on my crotch. She sat there for a second and then pulled her hand back, however, it felt like a second longer than normal. “Sorry!” She exclaimed as she gave me a smirk.
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