And that leaves me. And three big, naked men looking at me expectantly.
Fuck it.
"Fine. I guess as the only pussy haver here, it makes sense for me to be last.”
Beast laughs.
I try not to think too hard about what I’m doing as I peel off my shirt and jeans. For what feels like an hour but is probably only seconds, I debate with myself about swimming in my underwear like a bikini or taking them off. Leaving them on would be less risky, but the thought of riding all the way back in either wet or no underwear is too much. The moon is out so it’s not pitch black, but once I’m in the water things should be mostly hidden.
In the end, I quickly shed my bra and drop my panties before dashing into the water where I can sink under the surface. The guys are considerate enough to not stand in a row watching me like a bunch of creeps, but they are absolutely paying attention the whole time.
"You didn't say it was freezing cold!" I shriek.
All three of them laugh, and like they planned it, shower me with water.
"Three on one is unfair!”
“Depends on the context, babe,” Zero says with a chuckle.
It takes me a second to realize what he means. Ooooh. I’m not ready to go there. Right? Right.
Once I adjust to the water, it’s actually really nice, and I was right, in the dark, we can see each other, but it’s in flashes. I know what MCs are like. I think I look pretty okay, but they probably see way better boobs and butts every day. I lean back and let myself float, bobbing just below the surface.
Beast stands. The water cuts across his waist so I don’t see anything really, but I can follow his happy trail to where it starts to thicken. Like if I got a lucky wave, it might show quite a bit more Not that I think he cares. "Feeling better? I know I’m going to have plenty to dream about tonight."
"The man speaks truth, beautiful." Piston's treading water a little farther out.
“Let’s race,” Zero suggests.
Piston nods. “Sure, how?”
“Sandra, swim out until the water is over your shoulders.”
I do. It’s a little spooky in the dark, but we’re still pretty close to shore. “Okay, now what?”
“We start at the shore, and whoever makes it to you first gets a kiss. First man to three wins, but keep it PG! We don’t have all fucking night.”
I’m almost tempted to complain about being the judge and not part of the race, but the first time all three of them walk out of the water together, I almost swallow my tongue. Oooooooh my. And when they turn around? Even better.
Zero is easily the fastest swimmer, but it still takes a while for him to get three wins because Beast and Piston have no problem sabotaging him in order to let one of them get in a win and keep Zero from ending the game. In the end, it takes an awful lot ofkisses and brushes of slick skin under the water before they’re done.
Beast climbs out of the water first and casually throws me his T-shirt to put on so I have something to cover with and dry myself as I get out. It falls halfway to my knees when I slip it on. I crouch down on the rock, letting the shirt cover me completely so I can stay warm and dry off a little as I watch them pull their clothes back on.
Modesty? Thy name is not Beast, Piston or Zero. Not that they have anything to be modest about.
“Enjoying the view?” Piston asks as he pulls on his boxer briefs.
“Yu-p,” I answer, popping the p.
This night has been scary. It’s been sad. It’s been silly, and it’s been sexy. I haven’t had this much fun in maybe ever.
It’s perfect.
13
PISTON
Didn't thinkI'd be coming back here anytime soon. Maybe ever.
