Chapter 7

Sarah

We unloaded the SUV and went inside. I felt bad because Joshua had to ask for help carrying my heavy suitcase. Nate didn’t seem to mind though. It seemed like the least he could do after violating me like that. I’d been tempted to tell on him, but decided against it, too afraid Joshua would get pissed off and dump me. I wasn’t going to let that asshole Nate ruin our perfect getaway.  

“So, where do you want me to take your suitcase?” Nate asked. 

“To Joshua’s room,” I told him defiantly. 

As we started to walk up the stairs Oliver stopped me. “Let the boys carry the bags up, I’ll show you around the lake house.” 

I looked over towards Joshua to save me but he just shrugged his shoulders and continued up the stairs. “Yeah, thanks. It’s really pretty here.”

“Oh yes. It’s very pretty.” Uncle Oliver said, looking directly at me. 

So he gave me the tour, showing me the den, the kitchen and the game room. “We like to play cards every night, usually poker. Do you know how to play?”

“No, I’ve never played.”

“Well, I’m sure you’re a quick study,” Uncle Oliver said with a grin.

Next, he took my hand and walked me out the back sliding door to his patio that overlooked the lake. “Now this is why we come here,” Oliver said, motioning to the vast, beautiful water. “I never get tired of this place. Just wait until we get out on the lake. You’ll love it.”

“I can’t wait,” I told him. 

“So you and my nephew huh? Are you guys exclusive?” he asked. 

Oh my God! Was he hitting on me? “Yeah, we’ve been together for a year.” 

“A year? Well, that’s great. He’s very lucky.” Oliver told me as he slid his hand gently up my arm. “I’m sure you’ll find this cabin very romantic.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. I wasn’t about to talk about my sex life (or lack thereof) with this grown man I just met. “Ahhh, thanks.”

I excused myself and went upstairs to look for Joshua. As I was walking around, looking for our room I heard voices and realized it was Nate and Joshua talking. 

“So, are you finally gonna get some this week?” I heard Nate ask.”

“I’m not going to talk about that with you. It’s none of your business what Sarah and I do.”

“Ah, come on. I tell you about all the girls I hook up with. Hell, I even offer to let you share,” Nate said. 

“You know I’d never do that. I’m in a relationship. We’re serious.” I heard Joshua say. Suddenly I felt nauseous. Only a little while ago Nate was fingering me while sitting right next to Joshua and I’d enjoyed it, more than enjoyed. If I was being honest, I wanted him to do it again. Well, not Nate, but Joshua. I wanted Joshua to touch me like that. 

I didn’t want the boys to know I was eavesdropping so I made a cough before entering our room. “Hey, this house is great. When can we go to the lake?” I asked. 

It was Nate that answered. “We can go right now. Remember we only skinny-dip,” he said followed by a wink.

Joshua shook his head. “Shut up Nate. Let’s get changed.”

Nate left, presumably to put his bathing suit on even though he’d not been invited to join us. When Nate was gone I closed the door and started to take off my dress.

“What are you doing?!” Joshua asked. He had a startled look on his face. 

“I’m putting my bathing suit on.”

“Hold on. I’ll leave the room and change in the bathroom.”

I quickly lifted the dress over my head and threw it across the room so that I was standing in my bra and panties. “What’s the big deal? You were going to see me naked this weekend anyway.”     

Joshua raised his hand over his eyes. “Well, yeah, but not now.”

I walked up to him as seductively as possible and pressed up against him and ran my hands under his shirt, lifting it over his head. I loved the way his body looked. Sure he was skinny, but what was there was all muscle. I rubbed my hands over his six-pack abs and stood up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I thought he would resist but he didn’t. He enthusiastically returned my kiss, his tongue exploring my lips. I could feel the arousal building inside of me. I think a part of me wanted to make sure Joshua could still turn me on after my experience with Nate. I didn’t need to worry. I was turned on. I rubbed my hips against him and could feel him straining against his shorts. He let out a whimper when I reached my hand down along his length. 

“Oh, Sarah.” He uttered, as his hand moved up and down my spine. 

“I don’t want to wait. Let’s do it now.” I whispered into his ear as I was gently nibbling on his earlobe. 

I don’t know what I could have said but he suddenly snapped out of it and pushed me back. “No, we can’t. Not right now anyway.”

“Come on. This was supposed to be our romantic getaway,” I pleaded. 

Joshua took a step back and held his hands over his crotch. “Later, I promise. I’m going to go get my swimsuit on. I’ll meet you downstairs.” He then walked around me like I had the plague and left me alone in the room. 

I was soooo frustrated. I desperately wanted that same release I’d experienced earlier in the car. I thought about touching myself, just as a momentary solution, but decided against it. Joshua wanted to wait so I would wait, at least until that night. 

When I went downstairs Joshua and his entire family were in the entryway waiting for me. I had to do a double take when I saw Joshua and the other guys with their shirts off. They were all tanned and ripped, their muscles gleaming, almost begging to be touched. Joshua was thin and pale but all muscle. Daniel was brawny and powerful. Uncle Oliver’s dragon tattoo covered his well-defined chest, down his abs and disappeared past his shorts. And Nate…Nate was…well, Nate was tall and tan with slick chest and an eight-pack that seemed to form an arrow pointing at his crotch. 

 They’d decided to take Uncle Oliver’s boat out on the lake. As I approached I noticed the men looking at me approvingly. I guess they liked the bikini I’d picked out. Joshua must have noticed the lingering looks as well because he handed me a towel to cover myself. 

As much as I was dreading spending more time with Nate, the day turned out to be fantastic. Uncle Oliver was right about the lake. It was great. I was getting along with Joshua’s entire family, including Nate. A few times Nate would sit a little too close or flash a mischievous smile, but other than that he was pleasant enough, even charming at times. The boys decided I needed to try water skiing and Nate turned out to be a great teacher. With his instruction, I was up on the skis on my second try. 

Joshua’s mom had made sandwiches which we gratefully ate while the boys unsuccessfully tried to catch some fish. At one point I looked over and saw Uncle Oliver applying sunblock to Mrs. Harris’s back. From my perspective, he seemed to be rubbing her a little longer than was necessary but she didn’t seem to mind. Deciding it was a good excuse to be touched by Joshua, I asked him to do the same. Joshua happily agreed. I laid down on my stomach and Joshua started rubbing the lotion into my back. Nate decided he would be helpful and poured a liberal amount of lotion into his hands and began rubbing the lotion onto the back of my legs. I thought for a second about saying something, but I was afraid it might alert Joshua onto what had transpired in the car. I then thought Joshua would make Nate stop but he didn’t, so I stopped worrying about it. 

I gotta say, it was a pretty nice feeling. I think my body was extra sensitive to touch after my arousal earlier in the day. The feeling of four hands rubbing warm lotion all over my skin was overpowering. Joshua would massage my shoulders, then down my sides, grazing the side of my breasts before moving lower, just to the hem of my bikini. Not to be outdone, Nate started at my feet, his big, strong hands pressing into my delicate flesh. He reminded me how skillful he was with his fingers, rubbing circles up my calves to the back of my thighs. I let out a hum as I opened my legs slightly so he could rub the inside of my legs. Nate continued pressing into my flesh with just the just the right amount of pressure. Just like earlier, Nate seemed to know exactly how I liked to be touched. 

I felt the familiar excitement building inside my belly. Joshua tenderly rubbed my shoulders while Nate kneaded my thighs. I was in heaven. My breathing quickened, and I licked my lips, wishing that moment could last forever. 

“I think we missed a spot,” Nate said as he squeezed some lotion onto my upper thighs. He then started rubbing the lotion up my thigh even higher, right up to the fabric of my bikini. 

“I think that’s good.” I heard Joshua say.

“Its fine, she likes it, don’t you Sarah?”

I didn’t know what to say. “I…um…I guess.”

“See,” Nate said, rubbing the very bottom of my ass cheeks. 

Joshua either didn’t want to or didn’t think he could stop Nate, so he just moved his hands to my lower back and let his fingers slide just under the top of my bikini. Now I had two smoking hot guys rubbing around tops and bottoms of my bikini bottoms. Since Joshua didn’t stop him, Nate moved his hand over my butt and started rubbing the lotion on the sides of my butt cheeks. His hands were coarse and strong. He pressed my ass cheeks together making me purr an approval. What was happening to me? I hated him! My body was not listening to my brain, remembering the pleasure his hands had given me earlier in the day. I found myself raising my ass up to feel more of his hands on me. Nate rubbed his fingers on the side of my ass. At one point I felt his thumbs slide under my bikini and slide along the cracks of my ass. I’m sure the rest of his family was watching but no one said anything. I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them to stop. I’d never felt so good, so desired in all my life. 

Their hands seemed to work in unison, pressing and rubbing, kneading and massaging. I was in heaven. That was until a large wave of water crashed over the three of us, breaking the spell. 

I guess a water skier wanted to have a little fun with us because they zoomed right past our boat, spraying us all with water. I jumped up, suddenly pulled back to reality. Nate got up and started yelling at the culprit before grabbing the water skis to try to get his revenge. Before I could say anything, Uncle Oliver’s boat was racing down the lake again. As we were flying down the lake I took Joshua’s hand and gave him a squeeze, and rested my head on his shoulder. If he was upset about Nate’s intrusion he didn’t show it, in fact, I’m pretty sure he was hiding an erection.