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No Rules, Part 8

Date: 6/19/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

Oh my god, those are the guys from the sauna! The doorbell had rung and Ashley was looking through the peep hole to see who it was. Shit, shit shit. What the hell are they doing here? She opened the door a crack. “You're looking for Brad right?” she said, hiding behind the door. “Uh huh,” one of them replied. “Is he here?” Ashley had been headed toward the family's backyard pool when the doorbell had rung. Still hiding her bikini-clad body behind the door, she responded, “I think so. Let me find him for you.” She pushed the door closed and darted up the hall to her stepbrother's room. “Brad,” she hollered as she barged into his room. “Uh what,” he said, looking up from his computer. “Jesus,” he said as he took in the sight of his stepsister in her latest bikini. “You weren't kidding. Your father would have a fit if he saw you in that.” He took in a deep breath as he looked her up and down. “That is sooo hot.” Ashley put her hands behind her head and turned slowly from side to side. Grinning, she said, “I'm glad you like it.” Then she remembered the guys at the door. Quickly dropping her hands to her hips and adopting a more serious look, she said, “But that's not why I came in. Those guys from the club the other day – they're here – at the door.” “So let 'em in,” Brad responded. “After the other day? And me dressed like I am? No way! And what are they doing here anyway?” “Well, I imagine they really came to see you. I mean like, it's all they've talked about for the last ... couple days. You in the sauna and that towel.” “Oh great. So what the hell have you been telling them about me.” “Who had to say anything? I mean when they walked into the sauna you were laying on the bench with your legs across my lap.” “So?” Ashley asked defiantly. “Well you did have the towel almost up to your waist. Even if they couldn't see anything, they had to know what I was looking at.” “Yeah, well I did push the towel down too, as soon as they came in.” “Right.” Brad paused, then added, “In fact, you kept pushing it down until the top of it was barely covering your tits.” Ashley grinned a sheepish little grin, like she'd just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “I don't remember you complaining.” She put her finger to her chin and looked up at the ceiling. “In fact, I seem to remember something hard in your towel, pressing up against the back of my legs.” Just then the doorbell rang. “Oh shit, I forgot. They're still at the door.” “So let 'em in.” Brad shouted. “You let 'em in,” she shouted back. “I'm going to put something else on.” Ashley ran from Brad's room, down the hall and into her own room. I am not believing this , she thought. I never dreamed in a million years that I would ever see those guys again . Ashley thrashed around in her closet looking for something to wear. She grabbed a blouse she thought would look decent. She considered blue jeans or shorts to wear with it. Then she stopped short. What am I doing? she asked herself. It's just three guys. ...