Chapter 33

The guys walked casually into the back bedroom and out on the deck. Adam shook his head at what he saw: flesh everywhere.

Allie, Mary and Shelly were wearing only their bra and panties. Allie had on a small white bra and white boy shorts panties. Mary's underwear looked more utilitarian than sexy. Her bra and panties were both white and a full cut. Shelly had on a soft blue cotton bra that did nothing to hide her extended nipples and a pair of white panties cut high on the sides.

Sarah and Rachelle were wearing their bras and their shorts. Adam finally understood what Rachelle meant on Thursday when she said she preferred demi-cups. The cups were lacy but extended barely to the top of her areola. The tented fabric left no doubt her nipples were erect. Sarah had on a yellow bra that barely contained her mounds. Both girls wore shorts because – as Adam remembered – neither were likely to be wearing panties.

"No one can see us from here," Mary said. "I tried to talk them into going Full Monty but they figured you boys would have heart failure. Maybe next time."

She chuckled and started to pull on her shorts.

"You might as well wait to get dressed," Sean said. "Because you are going to cream whatever undergarments you're wearing when I show you the bathroom."

The girls shrugged – giggled a little – and walked in wearing what they had on – or very little. None of the guys could figure out where to cast their eyes until Shelly walked through. Then three pairs of eyes focused on the hint of butt crack that the top of her panties didn't cover. Adam couldn't figure out why he found that so arousing, but one glance at Sean and Walt – after Shelly passed from view – told him they had the same impression.

Shelly's head peeked around the door, grinning.

"If you boys hurry, you can follow me down the hallway," she said with raised eyebrows. The guys hurried inside and Shelly rewarded Walt, who was quickest, by lowering the top of her panties another millimeter and displaying even more cleavage back there.

"Do I get the honors of opening the door?" Sean asked. The girls parted but brushed against him suggestively as he passed by each one. Rachelle was last and pulled him forward for a wet kiss and a quick grope.

"OK, as I told Adam and Walt," he said after he regained a small amount of his composure, "this is why you five will be living here in a few weeks even if we are not. Now, if you ladies would be so kind as to close your eyes, I will ask these gallant gentlemen to escort you."

He pushed open the first of two doors and ushered Walt and Adam through. As he neared Shelly, who dutifully had closed her eyes, Adam reached forward and cupped her pussy through her panties.

"Walt!" he said. "Stop that or I'll tell Mary."

Adam was still behind Shelly so her eyes flew open. He noticed Mary's eyes were looking around too.

"You are so bad," Shelly said, but pinched him on the butt. "It was Adam feeling me up, Mary, not Walt."

"I was hoping it was Walt, that would make me fair game for Adam," Mary joked. She held out her hands to fend him off when Adam approached though. He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead, instead.

"Tease," he joked, then jumped when Mary pinched his ass as he walked away. His eyes widened when he joined Walt and Sean in the bathroom.

"Wow!" he muttered, causing a smattering of noise from outside in the hallway. There was no electricity in the house but the light from outside was enough.

"Can we come in?" Rachelle asked.

"What?" Sean answered absently, silently enjoying the looks on his friend's faces. "Oh, sure. Come in one at a time and we'll guide you."

They entered as Sean suggested and were lined up along the wall nearest the hallway. A dual-sink vanity was at their backs. But it was what was in front of them that Sean wanted them to see.

"OK, open your eyes," he said.

"You are fucking kidding me!" Mary exclaimed. "Is that what I think it is?"

Allie and Rachelle stepped forward and bent over the spa tub that took up the entire back section of the room. Adam drew his gaze from the tub long enough to enjoy Allie's tight butt, then decided Rachelle's looked pretty good in her tight white shorts, too.

"I'll be damned," Sarah said, stepping forward. She kicked off her sandals and stepped in. The other four girls followed suit, sitting on the seats of the pentagonal tub.

"Look at this," Shelly said. "Two faucets, one on each side."

"And a dozen below water jets as well," Sean remarked, pointing them out. "It is a tub and a whirlpool. It has a built-in heater and everything. They took out both bathrooms and made one from it. But they used both tub fixtures. You can have a bubble bath, sit and relax in the spa or take a shower. Notice the dual showerheads."

"How in the fuck did they get that up here?" Walt wondered. "There is no fucking way that came up those stairs and through those doors. It is not feasible."

Sean nodded.

"According the bank's real estate guy, they took off the back wall of the deck," Sean said. "He said if you look really carefully, you can see where it was removed. But they sealed it again really well or so I'm told. This is vented outside in three places and into the crawl space above in two others to protect the interior of the bathroom. They reinforced the floor joists to hold up to 10 times normal specifications. Those thick braces you saw on the breakfast nook are to support this area, primarily."

"We can all fit in here," Rachelle remarked. "I mean, you know, if we all wanted to hang out in the whirlpool together."

She blushed, then shook her head, seeming to realize the girls were sitting in an empty tub in only their underwear.

"We could," Allie said, patting Rachelle on the thigh. "And I strongly suspect we will. It's a shame we can't wear those sexy suits in here though."

"We can wear our other sexy suits," Shelly said.

"Or we can wear our sexy birthday suits," Mary laughed. Sarah smacked her arm.

"Or maybe not," she added. "But you can bet I'm going to be tanning naked out on that deck. I am sick and tired of having tan lines all over the place. One suit has a criss-cross back. Another has straight shoulder straps. Another just has a strap across my back and neck."

"That's Adam's favorite," Shelly remarked.

"Sean's, too," Rachelle said. "At least until today, that is."

Mary blushed. She was finding it hard to believe that two guys who had such great looking women around them found her attractive, too.

"Yeah, I'm afraid it dipped a notch today in my book, too," Adam said. "It was already down to Number Two after the show I got Friday. I think that was even nicer than what you had on today."