Bare With Me update

Rogue stopped the car twenty feet from the county road. Peter got out to open up the big steel gate in front of them. Rogue drove through and while Peter locked up the gate behind him, she let up the brake, letting the van steal slowly away.

“Hey!” Peter cried, and ran after it to jump inside. Rogue laughed at him all the way up until he’d thrust himself into the passenger seat. “You weren’t going to leave me, were you?”

“Ah thought about it, but then ah remembered you had the keys to the cottage.”

“You mean these keys?” Peter asked, and opened up the sun visor to send them tumbling down into his palm. “Glad I didn’t let you read the map.”

“No, you’re glad you didn’t let me change the oil,” Rogue retorted, wondering how long she’d have with Peter before Laura got the convertible fixed and caught up with them.

They drove across a narrow bridge to their cottage, where Peter got out and walked to the front door. He glanced to his left and saw Juliet Starling coming out of the only other cottage on this side of the lake. And he froze.

Juliet had nothing on.

Beads of sweat crystalled Juliet’s forehead and ran to either side of her button nose. She wiped at her brow only to keep the saltwater out of her eyes. Blonde hair, as bright as pom-poms, swept down from a center part to be gathered up into a pair of pigtails. They framed her delicately featured face and brushed at the lines of her slender jaw. Her cheeks were fair, with only a little red, and her lips were thin without lipstick.

The petite youthfulness of her face carried on to her body. Juliet stood just five-foot-seven. Her body was hard-muscled and clear-skinned, breasts the size of teacups, topped by prominent nipples that were pink as unwrapped bubble gum.

Faint white lines traced across the front of her hips from tanning under a sunlamp with only bikini bottoms on. The triangle they formed, though, was only a little fairer than the rest of her skin. Her tan wasn’t much against her Nordic creamy skin.

Nestled inside the attention-getting pallor of her pubic region was a trace of hair running along her slit. It was so faint and thin that it did nothing to hide her pouting sex. Juliet was left both completely exposed and utterly unabashed. She seemed to take no notice of being naked.

Rogue came breezing through to try the door, assuming Peter had unlocked it. When it resisted her pulling, she looked at him oddly. “Don’t tell me we came all this way and the key doesn’t fit? Sugah, ah know it’s your ancestral home or some such, but y’all need to kick the door down so ah can attend to some feminine business privately.”

Peter reached out and turned her head to let her see Juliet coming over, brazen as you please. Rogue’s jaw dropped to see her nudity. She even clutched at herself, as if reflexively afraid she might be naked, and as ignorant as Juliet was proving.

“Hey there, Mr. Parker,” Juliet greeted. “Welcome to your inheritance. We’ve waited a long time for you to be old enough to make it here.”

“Make it here?” Peter repeated, looking away from the appealing nudity of the blonde to take in Rogue and make sure that she was seeing this too.

“Of course, silly! We couldn’t have you coming here while you were underage. You might grow up thinking that this is all normal and not at all kinky. What a disaster that would be!”

“Hold up!” Rogue said, looking from Peter to Juliet as if trying to reconcile that one was dressed and one wasn’t. “Peter, is this some sort of nudist colony you’ve brought me to?”

“That’s not too fair. It’s really sort of a resort, for rest and relaxation. Part of that is that no one has to wear clothes. The other thing is that pretty much anyone here you can have sex with, if you want to.” Juliet peeped at the semi-erect cock that bulged out Peter’s trunks. “It’d get pretty frustrating if a guy like you couldn’t do anything with a thing like that, now wouldn’t it? I probably should’ve told you earlier—then you wouldn’t have had to knock off a piece in the car—but I just had to see the look on your face…”

“Knock off a piece in the car?” Peter repeated, wearing an innocent look.

“Come on. I can tell. It gets pretty obvious. You’re already adopting the mindset of the camp.”

“What makes you think he’d do a thing like that?” Rogue demanded. “Ah can assure you that ah’m a lady and wouldn’t dream of doing something so uncouth! In a motor vehicle, even!”

“It’s alright,” Juliet told her. “I can smell fresh cum a mile away… Oh. There’s none on you. I don’t suppose… well, that is a shame. You shouldn’t have wasted it all by yourself.”

“I didn’t… that’s not what…” Peter started to put up a weak defense.

Rogue was happy to turn the tables on him, sure that Peter would get a lot more mileage out of seeing Juliet naked than she was. “He was driving with another girl before he picked me up.”

“And you kicked her out once you were finished with her to get with someone new?” Juliet asked in horror, raising her hands to her mouth.

“I did no such thing!” Peter told her. “Christ… she’ll be along any minute. She stayed behind to fix up Rogue’s car.”

“Oh, Rogue, how do you do?” Juliet offered Rogue her hand. Rogue took it unthinkingly, having endeavored to force a sense of normalcy in social touching. “I’m sorry you didn’t get any of Peter’s cum. If you can’t tell, you should know it smells great. Really strong.” Rogue’s mouth fell open. Juliet pumped her hand while looking at Peter. “Hope you recover fast. I’ve been itching to test you out ever since you texted that you’d gotten on the highway. Feel free to have a go at me if you want; I’m sure Rogue would be happy to unpack the bags.”