I woke too early with my mind full of images of the night before. I decided to shower. I closed the bathroom door and showered quickly. I was in the kitchen alone making coffee when Ana walked in.
“Do they have bears or wolves here?” she asked.
“No why?”
“I’m sure I heard animals shuffling about in the night.”
I could feel myself going red as I turned my back to her. “They have raccoons here that the agent said will go through the bins if we don’t put the lids on properly,” I said as I busied myself getting mugs before turning back around.
“Oh, it might have been that I guess,” Ana said, “Perhaps we should check the bins as the noise seemed to go on for a while.”
Stephanie appeared and I watched her slowly walk from the bedrooms. I was mesmerised by her nipples doing a little synchronised jig under her sleepy tee shirt as she walked. I tried not to make it obvious I was staring as she spoke. “What was that strange noise last night? It sounded like the feral cats carrying on at home in the summer.”
“I think it might have been raccoons, but I didn’t hear it.” I could feel myself getting flustered. “Shall we just have a simple cereal breakfast and off to a theme park?” I was desperate to change the subject.
Stephanie and Ana pulled bowls and cereal out and grabbed spoons, Josie joined us a minute later, back in pyjamas. I added juice and coffee to the table and in no time we were eating and deciding which park to visit. The weather forecast was for a hot day, so we opted for Volcano Bay. Stephanie and Ana headed off to shower, Ana turned back to me before she was even ten feet away.
“Yes, you can use my room, I’m all finished, but you need your towels.”
She smiled and skipped away.
“I think they both heard us last night,” I half whispered to Josie, “They are making odd comments about animal noises.”
“Good job I had my hand clamped over my mouth then. I really am a screamer, I just can’t help it.”
Josie stood to go and get ready and put her arms around my neck giving me a full-on kiss before she went. It was lovely, but I was worried we would get caught. Jeez, I was turning back into some kind of teenager again, sneaking around, permanently horny.
I loaded the dishwasher and sat in the lounge, waiting for them all to re-appear. The girls also brought out a holdall, with swimmers and flip-flops. As soon as we arrived I rented a cabana so we had a base and a safe place to store stuff. Stephanie stood and slipped out of her shorts and tee shirt to reveal the string tie bikini from the fashion show. Many faces turned to look, some stared, and she stood for a moment as if taking in the view then sat down.
Ana stood and slipped out of her clothes, and just like Stephanie she wore the tiny bikini from the evening’s show. She too stood and scanned the area, pretending not to notice the eyes following her. I knew I should be telling her off, making her cover-up, but I was enjoying the view like everyone else.
Josie was the last to get out of her shorts and tee shirt. I assumed she would be in one of her modest one-piece outfits, but she wore the one from the fashion parade too. She stood and adjusted the sides and made sure the minimal cloth was in the right places before also sitting down. It occurred to me they had revealed their outfits one at a time for maximum effect, plenty of men and boys were watching.
I ordered a round of drinks and we sat chatting and enjoying the warm morning sun.
“I’m on twenty-two, what about you?” Stephanie said to the girls.
“Eighteen,” Ana replied. They both turned their attention to Josie
”Fourteen, plus the ones from the plane, just one note, but it was a group of people.”
“That doesn’t count, only American ones count,” Ana replied.
“What are you all talking about?” I asked.
They exchanged a glance, and Ana explained that every time they get given a phone number or a name to contact they keep it and keep scores. This is how many they had been given in the theme parks and restaurants since we had arrived.
“I told you everyone wants Stephanie,” Josie said.
“When did you say that?” Stephanie asked.
“Oh, I can’t remember,” Josie said, but it’s true.
“How long have you been playing this game?” I asked.
“Ever since boys started giving us numbers, years I suppose,” Stephanie said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
Something was rattling around in my head, some little alarm going off, and then it hit me. “What group of people on the plane gave you their number?” I wasn’t sure if this was me being protective, or me being jealous already.
“I’ll tell you later, let’s explore, I’m sure people are listening,” and with that, Josie wriggled out of a tricky questioning. The three girls rose from their seats and sashayed through the cabanas towards the beach. I followed from a short distance, noticing how many eyes and faces followed them. Wondering how many girlfriends and wives would also notice and at the very least move seats.
We walked through the whole park, the girls posing and laughing, and a few brave guys took pictures. I’m sure they also ‘accidentally’ appear in the background of a few holiday snaps taken on that walk. When we got back to the cabana all three went and changed, safer one-piece outfits for all. The rest of the day was spent alternating swimming, riding and relaxing. We all did the volcano drop flumes, a real rush.
By late afternoon we were all done so we changed and left. “Bubba Gump’s again?” I offered, it being just a walk across the footbridge to the Universal City Walk. We dropped most of our gear in the rental as we went through the car park. We then enjoyed a nice meal, but not such a blowout as the first time. Josie ordered the cheapest dish again, and we didn’t even get puddings. I also remembered seeing a waiter the first time we visited slipping something to one of the girls, the slips they had been counting.
By about 7:30 PM we were back at the villa, I got changed walked out to the pool with a cold beer and sat enjoying the warm evening air. One by one the girls joined me all casually dressed as if they were ready to go out again. I noticed they were dressed the most demurely I had seen them since leaving England. It felt it looked ominous as they fidgeted around me, I feared Josie had talked.
“Can we all go out to a bar, something American?” Ana asked, “It seems a waste of an evening to just sit in and watch TV.”
I’d looked this one up before we flew, not wanting to get us into trouble. “Sorry girls, officially here in Florida it’s 21 to drink alcohol, 18 to get in, so we can’t go to a bar, sorry. We could go to a mall, as they don’t close for hours. Perhaps another night we should book a show, there are a few good ones I’m told. We could go and watch the fireworks in Epcot as they are on every night. We could just go to a food hall, and chill out with an ice cream sundae.” I knew I was babbling, but I was so relieved that Josie had not told anyone.
“We’ll go and change,” they said, almost in unison.
Before they moved I said, “Give the boys a night off, you all look lovely as you are. Let’s have a quiet evening and just enjoy being together.”
They grumbled and went off to ‘at least do our makeup.’ I put my trainers back on and waited by the pool for nearly an hour. They all looked stunning when they reappeared, mostly still very modestly dressed, shorts now in place of jeans. Josie was first and I started to grill her about the group on the plane.
Josie asked me to promise not to tell her parents. She told me a woman had been speaking to her and kept telling her how pretty she was, then how sexy she looked. She then got her husband to pass his opinion, and he agreed, very sexy. Josie said she has had this more than once. She said a couple would make friends and tell her how sexy she was, and then invite her to go home with them. The couple on the plane told her they host adult parties, and said they would love her to come along and gave her all their home details. She also said they only live about twenty miles away from home.
Before I could grill her further, Ana and Stephanie returned, and we changed the subject.
We drove out to an Ice cream parlour, rather than the mall. Each of us chose a different sundae and we spent the next hour dipping spoons and fingers into each other’s deserts. They were delicious and way too big, and we finally waddled out and drove back to the villa. Earlier, I had thought about a swim, but no chance now. The rest of the evening was spent in front of the TV, in sleepwear until boredom and tiredness drove us to bed.
I had stayed on a separate chair, keeping away from temptation, other than all the bare-leg glimpses I got every time they all shuffled about. I tried not to look, but it was hard to ignore when Stephanie laid up against Ana. Her back was towards me and for a few minutes, her tee shirt rode up to reveal her pussy encased in a tight pair of simple cotton knickers.