Sam shook her head and muttered, “Just get in the tub. It's cold out.

We're gonna go change."

With Sam's baleful gaze in mind, Naimh's comment about a “big day” sort of slipped past without me noticing. Plus, Alice arrived soon after, coming over to give me not only a fist bump, but also a quick kiss. As usual, she'd worn her bikini beneath her clothes (a basic blue one she'd often worn) and so stripped off right then and there before joining Naimh in the tub.

Belle and Mari arrived, having changed into their bikinis at Belle's house. Belle wore a cute number I remembered from the summer in baby blue with white trim that emphasized her youthful appearance. Mari wore a pure white bikini with a gold ring connecting the two triangles together in the middle and two more connecting her bottoms at the hips.

Mari's was definitely new, and she did a mini fashion show for me to fully appreciate it. I didn't whip my dick out and start fucking her the way I'd done with Naimh, but the thought definitely crossed my mind.

Zofi emerged from the house next, in a rectangular black bandeau that revealed both upper cleavage and a good bit of underboob. I didn't think it was really designed with D-cups in mind, and the very first thought I had was to slide my dick into the gap from beneath the bikini top so I could fuck her tight cleavage. The bottoms would generously be called minimalist and hung quite low on her hips, making her already long torso appear even Longer. The black strap that covered her mons was similarly narrow and disappeared into a thong in the back.

Finally there was Sam, wearing a neon pink bikini that literally

SCREAMED for attention. Further, it proved to turn almost completely transparent when wet, and... well... we were getting into a hot tub.

Let's just say I really enjoyed the view.

Unfortunately, viewing is basically all I got to do. To me, it was Like a strange rewind back to the summer, before the Holly incident to a time when the girls would tease and titillate but not actually DO anything sexual with me. Sam's “pahtty foww" admonishment made a heckuva lot more sense once I realized what was going on, and at first it was pretty annoying.

For one thing, I'd been looking forward to seeing naked breasts bobbing up and down the surface of the hot water. Seeing bikini-covered breasts bobbing up and down is pretty nice, but... well... naked tits are better. But nobody took off their top, and I had to reach back into the spank bank to retrieve memories of the girls’ boobs I could overlay over the view before me. At least Sam's transparent bikini made it much easier to imagine. For another thing, nobody started giving me a

“wristy" in the hot tub. I'd gotten rather used to the girls sticking their hands into my trunks and jacking me off at the slightest provocation. But while they rubbed my legs and patted my bulge a few times, nobody put their bare hand onto my bare dick. And it wasn't Like

I was going to ASK one of them to do so.

For about ten minutes, I had just assumed the girls were all warming up, someone would start something, and the others would eventually

“keep up". But when nobody took off their top or put their hand into my trunks, I'd started to wonder. The girls rotated as we chatted, each of them getting a turn to sit on one side of me or the other. When it was

Sam's turn, she rubbed my bulge, turned to straddle my lap, and started rubbing her big tits against my face. I reached up to grab her ass, but she gently took hold of my hands and rather pointedly put them down at my sides while backing her breasts away from my nose.

“Down boy,” she reprimanded, and I took the hint that she wanted me to keep my hands to myself for a moment. At the time, I assumed it would only be a moment.

But when she dry-humped herself against my erection, started peeling back the edge of her bikini top right next to my Lips, but never quite exposed her nipples, I groaned in frustration and grabbed her ass again to really press her pussy against my rod trapped between us.

Again, she scolded, "Down boy," and took my hands off her ass.

Then it was Zofi's turn. I had always been less free with Zofi's body, conscious of the need to let her set her own pace. So I never grabbed her booty and she never put my hands on it, either. She licked her lips, dry-humped my dick, rubbed her tits against my chin and cheeks, but ultimately moved off my Lap in less than two minutes. And by the time Alice did the same right after, again without letting me get anywhere, I had realized what was going on.

So when Naimh buried my face in her lush cleavage and writhed in my lap, I kept my hands to myself. When Mari did the same right after, she actually apologized and whispered that she'd make it up to me Later.

And Belle was last, but as she ground her pussy against my dick, she gave me a quick peck on the lips and leaned in to whisper into my ear.

"I don't know how Long Sam is gonna push this, but I promise I'll take care of you tonight."

The reminder that this was Friday, and therefore would be Belle's first overnight with me since last Saturday, certainly did wonders to put me at ease. Knowing there was a light at the end of the tunnel washed away my anxiety, and I finally started getting into the spirit of things.

Getting teased for years by the girls with no idea when or even IF there would be a payoff hadn't been easy. But armed with the knowledge that it would only last for an afternoon and end with Belle's sweet pussy wrapped around my dick... well... I could think of the next couple of hours as...