Envy

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"Tan Lines"


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Tan Lines


The sun was blazing, the wind barely moved the bright green leaves settled on the branches of the trees and the beer was frosty cold, buried in the large red cooler filled up with three bags of ice. It was a perfect day for Paul’s annual cookout, that he held at his parents summer cabin. Ever since college, he held a weekend long cookout/party fest. The rules were simple and were carved into an old plank of wood.

1. Chicks in bikini’s always.
2. Chicks in bikini’s always.
3. Chicks in bikini’s always.

Currently, Lindsey and the girls were laying out by the huge lake the cabin was nestled by. The radio blared a local station as they all sipped on Iced Tea Lindsey had made and chit-chatted, the sounds of feminine laughter filling the air. It was a completely care-free weekend. The girls were tanning. The boys were on the cabin deck, grilling up lunch and getting buzzed on beer and weed. Phones left in bedrooms, computers left at home. No distractions.

Lindsey looked forward to this weekend, actually. She loved being able to hang out with the girls, who lived so far away now. Ralph was great to hang out with and talk to but…sometimes you just needed a girl to talk to. She was closest to Mel, a freckle faced beauty with brilliant red hair cut into a pixie style. Honestly, she didn’t know how she fit into this absolutely gorgeous group of girls, but somehow it worked.

There was Jaclyn, with her long, thick raven hair, Summer, another blond, but with bright caramel eyes, and Holly, who had curves to die for and a head full of thick brown curls. The five of them laid out on their lounge chairs, large sunglasses perched on top of their noses, glass in one hand -Holly and Jaclyn, a cigarette in the other.

“I needed this weekend.” Mel muttered, “I’ve been stressed out because Landon’s been pissy about work and his parents, and its effecting us…” she sighed heavily and took off her sunglasses, looking to Lindsey.

Lindsey slid her glasses up to the top of her head, and looked towards Mel, “Sounds like you need to get laid.”

The girls burst into laughter as Mel snorted, rolling her eyes. “Well, excuse me if I’m not with Mr. I-Need-It-Five-Times-A-Day” she joked.

“Ew. I’ve known Paul since I was ten. Please don’t bring up him and sex. It grosses me out!” Holly laughed, taking a sip of her drink.

Lindsey loved that these girls had known Paul for so long, and looked at him as more of a big brother, then anything else. It was a nice change from going to a bar and having girls drooling at him. “Hey! I like Paul and sex together!” Lindsey declared, laughing.

“Hell, speaking of sex, I need to make an appointment with Mrs. Harlow.” Jaclyn sighed, “I’m just not as into it as Adam anymore…”

“You’ve been with him forever,” Lindsey shrugged, “Gabby says its bound to happen to have a dry spell.”

“Dry spell my ass,” Jaclyn chuckled, “Have you hit the dry spell?” she asked Lindsey.

“Are you kidding?” Summer giggled, “From what I hear, with Paul, there is no room for dry spells!”

The girls laughed, all flipping over to lay on their stomachs, “Its true” Lindsey mumbled, grinning at the feeling of the sun on her back.

The smell of burgers and hot dogs faintly drifted through the air, making the girls groan in hunger. Lindsey chuckled to herself. She also loved these girls because they weren’t afraid to eat. Sure, they worked their asses off for their bodies…except for Mel and Summer, who were blessed with the ability to eat their fair share and not gain an ounce. Lindsey felt like she was the luckiest person ever, to be accepted into their circle of friends. They were so care free and non-judgmental, that she fed on it.

“Girls!” A tall, average built guy jogged down the path, his hansom face plastered with a sly smirk. He ran a hand through his clean cut black hair and sighed, “Lunch is on!”

“We just flipped over.” Summer stated, looking up at her boyfriend, Joey with her big eyes, “Could you boys bring our food down to us, please baby?”

Joey rested his hands on his hips and looked down at his girlfriend and grinned, “You’re killin me, smalls!” he recited.

“Oh, please Joey, can you guys bring it to us?” Holly asked, with a hopeful tone.

Joey groaned, rolling his head from side to side before dipping down to kiss Summer gently, “The things I do for you.” he said loudly and made his way back up to the cabin.

“My god Summer, you have that boy wrapped around your pinky finger.” Lindsey chuckled.

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The large wood cabin held five bedrooms, a large kitchen and dining area, a living room, basement, and of course huge framed out deck. When nightfall hit, everyone headed inside for beer-pong, music and more deviance. It was their last night, and Paul wanted to make the most of it. He wasn’t looking forward to going back to the reality of work, bills and angry phone calls from confused customers.

He felt Lindsey slide onto his lap, beer in hand. Her hair hung past her shoulders in thick blond locks, a nice golden tan darkening her already perfect skin. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her head in the crook of his neck and sigh happily. He could tell she was content at the cabin. She always was.

“How come you’re not playing beer-pong?” Lindsey asked, looking up at Paul.

Paul shrugged, “Maybe later.” he looked down at Lindsey, raising an eyebrow as he appreciated her attire. As the rules stated, bikinis always. And her little teal and white one she had on was doing wonders to her body, not that she even needed help accentuate her curves. Though the jean shorts had to go.

“You are not adhering to the rules and regulations of the Harlow Cabin.” Paul grinned, smugly.

Lindsey rolled her eyes, “Whatever.” she laughed.

They stayed downstairs for a bit more, joking around with their friends, and even played a game of beer pong. Life was so good right now. No worries, no work in the morning…just hanging out with people who were pretty much positive all the time. Negative energy really got Lindsey down sometimes, and Paul could tell when she needed a well deserved break form the real world. Too bad they couldn’t do this every weekend.

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Lindsey yawned softly, stepping out of the shower. She loved laying out with the girls, but needed to get that suntan oil off her skin. It made her feel greasy. Paul was -unfortunately- on the phone, listening to a message from his boss. She could tell when a call was ‘business related’ because he stood a different way. Arms crossed, the phone cradled between his ear and shoulder, slightly pacing. Lindsey sighed and towel dried her hair quickly, after slipping into a pair of Pauls boxers and nothing else.

“Bossman called to tell me that I have a pretty big project coming up.”

Lindsey nodded, “I figured. Anything good?”

Paul shrugged, “Lets not talk about work right now,” he grinned, skimming his hands down Lindsey’s sides. “Lets just not talk at all right now.”

“Like you could ever be qui-” Lindsey gasped, as Paul bent down, catching her nipple in his hot mouth.

A soft chuckle that turned into a moan, escaped Lindsey’s mouth as Paul eased her back onto the bed, his lips planting soft kisses over her chest and shoulders. She peeked down at him, behind hooded eyes, loving the way her skin looked so stark against his almost black hair. She grinned, feeling his finger play at her hip bone as his lips skimmed across her abdomen, his breath hot with want.

The faint sound of a blasting stereo could be heard from downstairs, delivering a nice heavy beat…it was completely ignored by the two.

Paul adjusted them, grunting as he flipped Lindsey on top of him, kissing her deeply. Lindsey sighed heavily into the kiss and linked her fingers with his, bring his hands above his head. His slightly roughened fingertips traced along hers and she shivered involuntarily.

“I feel like its been forever.” Paul chuckled.

Lindsey rolled her eyes, pressing herself into him seductively, “It hasn’t” she reminded him. “Not that I’m complaining” was added onto that after Paul shot her a look.

Soon clothes were scattered around the wooden floor, while their bodies slid across each other deliciously. Paul groaned when Lindsey wrapped her fingers around him, teasing him gently, and Lindsey couldn’t get enough of his lips dancing across her skin. It was pretty close to heaven, Lindsey decided.

With a smirk, Lindsey leaned back, still sitting on top of Paul. She ran her fingers down his hard chest, to his abdomen and closed her eyes. Paul grinned up at the sight. God, he loved her body. He grasped her hips, maneuvering her so she slid down onto his erection, watching her gasp in response. Slowly, he moved his hips up, into her, his hands gripping her hips hard.

Lindsey leaned back, moving her arms behind her, and supporting herself on Paul’s legs, as she moved with him. Her long blond locks fell behind her as she let her head loll back and a quiet whimper left her lips. Feeling Paul’s finger play along her sides, she cried out as his movements quickened, sending her into a deep appreciation for his libido.

“Damn baby girl.” Paul grunted, sitting up, catching Lindsey around the waist and moving so he was sitting properly under her. His arm was secure around her middle, bring them closer, his lips and teeth teasing her skin as he panted against her flesh.

Lindsey clenched her inner muscles and buried her fingers into Paul’s hair, throwing her head back as he hit that sweet spot inside her. She steadied herself by grabbing at Paul’s shoulders, and let out a cry of pleasure, moving her hips in time with his. It was amazing. Absolutely amazing.

Paul grunted, moving them so fast, Lindsey barely had time to respond. Now he was on top of her, one of her legs draped over his shoulder, the other wrapped firmly around his waist, both hands secured tightly in his one, above her head. He pushed in and out of her harder, using his free hand to hold her hip tightly as he made her practically scream under him, clenching her eyes tightly as his movements became faster, deeper… more, more, more, she wanted and he would surely give it to her.

“Oh god, Paul…” Lindsey breathed, whimpering loudly now.

Her wrists slightly ached, and she knew for a fact that her hips were probably bruised. But who cared, right now she was riding her way onto something intense. She felt it tingle the tips of her toes, the heat slowly flooding her whole body, as her back arched up, into Paul. Moments later it hit her like a ton of sweet, naughty bricks.

She yelled, not caring who heard her. She yelled, cried out, and gasped his name, her body shaking with emotion and desire. She cried out, feeling liberated, and desired, feeling Paul’s warm lips pepper kisses on the hollow of her throat, his hot tongue tasting her flesh. Finally reaching the peak of her climax, she gasped loudly, her whole body tightening, and quivering.

Paul finished only moments after her, grunting and moaning her name, his face buried in the crook of her neck. He breathed heavily, holding deep inside her for long moments after they stopped breathing heavily, their natural high coming down to rest.

A slow grin spread across Lindsey’s face, as did Paul’s.


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