Winter's Touch
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“Then no one will see.” T.A. clapped her hands ecstatically. “Let’s get naked!”
T.A., Killyama, and Crazy Bitch laughingly carried the wine and glasses outside.
“Go with them, dear. You don’t have to stay and watch her do my hair.” Aunt Shay tried to look through the window beside the table. Winter knew her aunt was worried about what the women would get into without an adult supervising the too-old-to-be-supervised adolescents.
“I’ll slip on my suit if you’re sure you don’t want me to stay.”
“She’s sure.” Sex Piston pointed Aunt Shay forward again to resume cutting her hair. “Get some sun. You’re pale as that white wall.”
“I’m going. Bring her outside when she’s done. She could use some sun, too.” Winter flipped Sex Piston off before moving around her aunt to leave the kitchen.
Winter changed into her suit then came downstairs, hearing the whoops and yells of the three women as she approached.
The sky didn’t have a cloud in sight as Winter sat down on one of the lounge chairs, squirting her body with tanning lotion. She offered it to the other women who took turns applying it on each other’s backs. The women had no modesty. Winter wanted to grab a towel to cover herself in front of the three women, yet none of them cared that they were nude.
T.A. and Crazy Bitch stayed in the shallow end of the pool, splashing and racing each other to the sides. Killyama lazily sat on the edge of the water, watching her friends.
Winter studied the woman behind her sunglasses. She didn’t know why, but Killyama struck her as being lonely. She was always surrounded by the biker bitches, but she seemed isolated from them. The protector of the group, she always watched the other women to see what they were doing. When Sex Piston was around, she always said what she thought. Fat Louise and T.A. did whatever Sex Piston told them to do, and Crazy Bitch was the wild card; you never knew how she would react.
When Penni had been at the clubhouse the last time, she and Killyama had gotten into a fight. Everyone in the clubhouse knew Penni had a crush on Train, and they all knew he didn’t reciprocate her feelings. Everyone also knew he had once had a one-day stand with Killyama, which she had gotten more out of than Train had. Penni and Killyama had come to blows, and Penni had dumped a pitcher of iced tea on Killyama’s head. Killyama had moved with lethal swiftness, while any other woman would have taken a minute to react.
She texted Viper to tell him to stay at the clubhouse until Sex Piston and the bitches left. She didn’t want her husband getting an eyeful of the women. Either of Crazy Bitch’s breasts would make three of hers. T.A.’s were smaller, but not by much, and Killyama’s body almost had her jealous instincts rising. She was sleek and feminine. She had a tattoo of a rose on her hip that Winter could see when she walked to the diving board.
Killyama stepped up to it gracefully, going to the edge. Her feet began bouncing the board as she raised her arms. Elegantly, she jumped into the air before coming down, diving cleanly into the water with barely a ripple. She came out of the water fluidly, swimming to the other women, who were lazily floating.
Killyama talked to them for a few minutes then gracefully lifted herself out of the pool. She walked to where Winter was sitting on the lounger.
“Crazy Bitch and T.A. are out of wine.” She took one of the large towels she had brought outside for them, wrapped it around her body and tucked it between her breasts. “You want something while I’m inside?”
“No, thanks. I have bottled water.” Winter had never really cared for the taste of wine.
Killyama nodded, going inside.
Winter laid her head back on the lounger, feeling drowsy. She sleepily opened her eyes when Killyama returned with another bottle of wine.
She had intended on making sandwiches for everyone, but she dozed off before she could put the action in motion. It was the sound of clapping that had her waking up.
She saw Aunt Shay shyly standing by the pool as the women admired her new hairdo.
Winter couldn’t believe her eyes and had to blink them several times to clear her vision. When she did, she sat up.
“You look fantastic, Aunt Shay.”
Sex Piston had done a miraculous job on her. She had given her a more youthful appearance by coloring and adding in highlights, styling her hair to brush against her jawline.
Her aunt patted her hair, turning toward her. “You like it?”
“I love it.”
One minute, she was rising from the lounger, and the next, she was staring up at the breasts hanging over her.
“Move, Crazy Bitch. Let her have some air.” Sex Piston’s face appeared over her when the breasts moved away.
“What happened?”
“You did a nose dive into the grass,” Sex Piston answered. “Are you okay?”
“I think so.” Winter started to rise, but Killyama pushed her back down.
“Take a minute. Then I’ll help you up.”
Winter nodded. The small movement had a nauseous feeling attacking her stomach.
“I think I’m going to throw up,” she moaned, trying to hold the bile back.
“T.A., go get her a glass of juice,” Killyama ordered.
“I must have slept in the sun too long.”
Winter took Killyama and Sex Piston’s hands as they lifted her back onto the lounger. She accepted the juice T.A. handed her, taking small sips. After the third one, she felt her pitching stomach settle.
“Are you feeling better?” Aunt Shay asked anxiously.
“Yes.” She finished the juice and was setting it down on the small table when Viper, Moon, and Train came running outside.
The three came to an immediate stop when they saw the three naked women standing next to her. Viper was the first one to come to his senses.
“What happened?” His eyes were filled with worry.
“I don’t kn—”
“The bitch fainted,” Sex Piston finished before she could.
“I was going to fix lunch, but I fell asleep in the sun before I could. When I woke up, I must have stood up too quickly and passed out.”
Train grabbed her wrist, taking her pulse. “Her pulse is fine,” he said, letting her wrist go then looking in her eyes.
“When did you get back?” Winter asked, surprised to see him back so soon.
“This morning. I have the next four days off. Then I fly out again Saturday.”
“Oh, it’s good you’re back. Rider and Moon have missed you.”
“No, they haven’t.” Train grinned, pulling a blood pressure cuff out of his satchel. “Rider is eating my share of the food, and Moon has confiscated my room.”
“Then you need to hurry back so you can kick him out.”
“I already have,” he said, unwinding the blood pressure cuff from around her arm. He looked up at Viper. “Her blood pressure is normal. She seems okay, but she needs to go to her doctor tomorrow to make sure.”
“I’m sitting right here,” she said grumpily, feeling foolish with everyone staring at her.
“I know you are. I can see.” Train put his blood pressure cuff back in his satchel. “You look good in that bikini,” he teased.
Winter gave him a threatening glare, taking one of the towels to wrap around herself. T.A., Crazy Bitch, and Killyama didn’t make a move to mimic her actions, standing blithely naked as the day they were born while the men went back to staring at them.
T.A., Killyama, and Crazy Bitch laughingly carried the wine and glasses outside.
“Go with them, dear. You don’t have to stay and watch her do my hair.” Aunt Shay tried to look through the window beside the table. Winter knew her aunt was worried about what the women would get into without an adult supervising the too-old-to-be-supervised adolescents.
“I’ll slip on my suit if you’re sure you don’t want me to stay.”
“She’s sure.” Sex Piston pointed Aunt Shay forward again to resume cutting her hair. “Get some sun. You’re pale as that white wall.”
“I’m going. Bring her outside when she’s done. She could use some sun, too.” Winter flipped Sex Piston off before moving around her aunt to leave the kitchen.
Winter changed into her suit then came downstairs, hearing the whoops and yells of the three women as she approached.
The sky didn’t have a cloud in sight as Winter sat down on one of the lounge chairs, squirting her body with tanning lotion. She offered it to the other women who took turns applying it on each other’s backs. The women had no modesty. Winter wanted to grab a towel to cover herself in front of the three women, yet none of them cared that they were nude.
T.A. and Crazy Bitch stayed in the shallow end of the pool, splashing and racing each other to the sides. Killyama lazily sat on the edge of the water, watching her friends.
Winter studied the woman behind her sunglasses. She didn’t know why, but Killyama struck her as being lonely. She was always surrounded by the biker bitches, but she seemed isolated from them. The protector of the group, she always watched the other women to see what they were doing. When Sex Piston was around, she always said what she thought. Fat Louise and T.A. did whatever Sex Piston told them to do, and Crazy Bitch was the wild card; you never knew how she would react.
When Penni had been at the clubhouse the last time, she and Killyama had gotten into a fight. Everyone in the clubhouse knew Penni had a crush on Train, and they all knew he didn’t reciprocate her feelings. Everyone also knew he had once had a one-day stand with Killyama, which she had gotten more out of than Train had. Penni and Killyama had come to blows, and Penni had dumped a pitcher of iced tea on Killyama’s head. Killyama had moved with lethal swiftness, while any other woman would have taken a minute to react.
She texted Viper to tell him to stay at the clubhouse until Sex Piston and the bitches left. She didn’t want her husband getting an eyeful of the women. Either of Crazy Bitch’s breasts would make three of hers. T.A.’s were smaller, but not by much, and Killyama’s body almost had her jealous instincts rising. She was sleek and feminine. She had a tattoo of a rose on her hip that Winter could see when she walked to the diving board.
Killyama stepped up to it gracefully, going to the edge. Her feet began bouncing the board as she raised her arms. Elegantly, she jumped into the air before coming down, diving cleanly into the water with barely a ripple. She came out of the water fluidly, swimming to the other women, who were lazily floating.
Killyama talked to them for a few minutes then gracefully lifted herself out of the pool. She walked to where Winter was sitting on the lounger.
“Crazy Bitch and T.A. are out of wine.” She took one of the large towels she had brought outside for them, wrapped it around her body and tucked it between her breasts. “You want something while I’m inside?”
“No, thanks. I have bottled water.” Winter had never really cared for the taste of wine.
Killyama nodded, going inside.
Winter laid her head back on the lounger, feeling drowsy. She sleepily opened her eyes when Killyama returned with another bottle of wine.
She had intended on making sandwiches for everyone, but she dozed off before she could put the action in motion. It was the sound of clapping that had her waking up.
She saw Aunt Shay shyly standing by the pool as the women admired her new hairdo.
Winter couldn’t believe her eyes and had to blink them several times to clear her vision. When she did, she sat up.
“You look fantastic, Aunt Shay.”
Sex Piston had done a miraculous job on her. She had given her a more youthful appearance by coloring and adding in highlights, styling her hair to brush against her jawline.
Her aunt patted her hair, turning toward her. “You like it?”
“I love it.”
One minute, she was rising from the lounger, and the next, she was staring up at the breasts hanging over her.
“Move, Crazy Bitch. Let her have some air.” Sex Piston’s face appeared over her when the breasts moved away.
“What happened?”
“You did a nose dive into the grass,” Sex Piston answered. “Are you okay?”
“I think so.” Winter started to rise, but Killyama pushed her back down.
“Take a minute. Then I’ll help you up.”
Winter nodded. The small movement had a nauseous feeling attacking her stomach.
“I think I’m going to throw up,” she moaned, trying to hold the bile back.
“T.A., go get her a glass of juice,” Killyama ordered.
“I must have slept in the sun too long.”
Winter took Killyama and Sex Piston’s hands as they lifted her back onto the lounger. She accepted the juice T.A. handed her, taking small sips. After the third one, she felt her pitching stomach settle.
“Are you feeling better?” Aunt Shay asked anxiously.
“Yes.” She finished the juice and was setting it down on the small table when Viper, Moon, and Train came running outside.
The three came to an immediate stop when they saw the three naked women standing next to her. Viper was the first one to come to his senses.
“What happened?” His eyes were filled with worry.
“I don’t kn—”
“The bitch fainted,” Sex Piston finished before she could.
“I was going to fix lunch, but I fell asleep in the sun before I could. When I woke up, I must have stood up too quickly and passed out.”
Train grabbed her wrist, taking her pulse. “Her pulse is fine,” he said, letting her wrist go then looking in her eyes.
“When did you get back?” Winter asked, surprised to see him back so soon.
“This morning. I have the next four days off. Then I fly out again Saturday.”
“Oh, it’s good you’re back. Rider and Moon have missed you.”
“No, they haven’t.” Train grinned, pulling a blood pressure cuff out of his satchel. “Rider is eating my share of the food, and Moon has confiscated my room.”
“Then you need to hurry back so you can kick him out.”
“I already have,” he said, unwinding the blood pressure cuff from around her arm. He looked up at Viper. “Her blood pressure is normal. She seems okay, but she needs to go to her doctor tomorrow to make sure.”
“I’m sitting right here,” she said grumpily, feeling foolish with everyone staring at her.
“I know you are. I can see.” Train put his blood pressure cuff back in his satchel. “You look good in that bikini,” he teased.
Winter gave him a threatening glare, taking one of the towels to wrap around herself. T.A., Crazy Bitch, and Killyama didn’t make a move to mimic her actions, standing blithely naked as the day they were born while the men went back to staring at them.
