It was a Tuesday afternoon, the summer of my high school graduation. I was going about my usual day woke up late, cooked an over medium egg and coffee with light cream. Suddenly I feel my phone start to blow up, I check the messages and its my childhood friend Kayla. She only lives about 2 hours away from me now, after my parents moved us in middle school. She states her regret in not being able to help me ring in my 18th birthday the “proper way” what ever that means. She also said she will be coming to visit a friend of hers tomorrow and wants to come over for a few to catch up. I have not seen her in almost a year so I’m very excited by the idea. I gladly accept her offer and tell her she more than welcome over for dinner. Truth be told I have no right inviting her over, my parents are currently out of town on a friends week at the cabin, and my sister stayed at college over the summer. Never the less I invite them over. Seeing as the only thing I can actually cook well is a fried egg and toast, it’s looking more like pizza is on the menu for tomorrow. The day finally arrived I truthfully had no real expectations of that night just some pizza, catching up, and I guess making a new friend. Kayla texted me saying shed be here at 6:00 PM. As per our usual agreement Kayla and her friend pulled up around 6:35 PM casually late as always. Kayla was a light skinned girl, stranding about 5’2” thick curly black hair, light brown eyes, she had some great curves too, and medium sized breasts. Her friend was the polar opposite. Pale as the driven snow, long straight blonde hair, standing easily 5’10” pushing 5’11”, slender, with maybe a B cup to boot. Kayla walks in and throws her arms around me squeezing me tightly. ‘Bro!” she exclaims “I’ve missed you, how have you been?” Before I can get a word in edge wise she introduces her friend. Her name is Alison, I couldn’t help but notice her shorts being a little too tight on her. Giving me a slight view of the outline of her plump pussy, I look away quickly as to not raise any flags. To answer Kayla’s earlier question, I fill her in on the details of the past few months. I’ve graduated high school, and I have my sights set on starting at a community college before applying to State. We catch up for about an hour before Kayla asked if my parents still have that hot tub. They did in fact still have it, I asked if they brought swimming suits and they both smirked saying no. Alison chimed in “ we do have on something close though… if your ok with that?” she grins knowing my response already. “Of course, that’s fine!” my response sounds almost desperate and the two girls giggle as we walk to the hot tub. I grabbed some towels and drinks for us, whatever beer dad had left in the downstairs fridge.