"Excellent poses, keep going," Kim shouted from the corner as Megan's hips gained a wild range of motion, each rocking of her hips sending a not-so-inconsiderable dash of pleasure through my body.

I didn't miss the mocking tone in Kim's tone, and I had a feeling that it had something to do with seeing her friend who had saddled her with a favor-enforced date yet losing herself in the pleasure of the moment.

Megan said nothing, though, considering her lips were covered with mine as my tongue invaded her mouth, she didn't have the option to answer even assuming she had caught that tone in the first place.

When I finally pulled back a minute later, Megan was breathing, desperate to catch her breath. And, as she did so, she had forgotten or ignored a very important fact, that her modesty — for a very loose understanding of the term — was being hidden by my chest. As she pulled back, I was greeted with a beautiful treat of her breasts.

"Much better than forcing me to keep my hands to myself, isn't it?" I asked even as my hands continued to wander over her back skillfully, which didn't help her recovery from the earlier treatment, still trembling softly.

Her answer was an angry glare, showing her unwillingness to admit it even as her hips continued to rock underwater. Yet, her impotent anger, paradoxically, made her even more attractive than her usual beauty.

It was hard to believe her airhead exterior and the sharp and prickly interior was hiding such a cute yet horny core.

"Do you think it's enough?" Megan asked her friend once she managed to collect her breath, pointedly ignoring my comment. Though the continuous movement of her hips made her attempt to snub me rather pointless.

Maybe it was just a desperate attempt to sell her strength to her friend.

Kim smirked, showing that, if that had been the plan, it wasn't working as well as Megan might have desired.

Unfortunately for Megan, that was clearly not enough for Kim to accept her payback was completed. "Not yet," was her answer as she raised her camera. "We need something more suggestive, to make sure the leak has the intended impact."

"How suggestive?" Megan asked, but before she could say anything, I pulled back out of her arms. "What are you doing?" Megan asked, curious at first, but her gaze widened as she realized I was fiddling with my speedo.

A push and a shake later, I returned to my earlier place, but without the painfully tight grasp of the stretched fabric. Megan's gaze dipped down, the pool water hardly the most opaque of the materials, though despite her growing shock, she said nothing.

She clearly wanted to, but Kim was faster. "Excellent," she commented as she looked at the floating speedo. "Very good instincts, worthy of a model. Now, go back to your work and solve my best friend's great problem."

I smirked, amused at her attitude. The more Kim spoke, the more I was finding the idea of them being best friends plausible.

I had expected Megan to order me to go back, words on my lips to tease her for her cowardly decision. Surprisingly, however, before I could utter those words, Megan grabbed my hair, pulling hard enough to extract a gasp, which, considering the daily pain I exposed myself to during football training, was rather incredible.

Her smirk told me that it was intentional, though a subtle disappointment was quick to return when I didn't shout as she intended.

After all, I wasn't unfamiliar with pain, and, more importantly, such pain didn't usually follow by the amazing compensation of a pair of beautiful lips pressing against mine in a desperate kiss…

Or in the form of a pair of legs wrapping against my naked waist, trapping my shaft in between, rocking rapidly — quite reckless considering she only had her deficient bikini bottoms in between.

I decided to retaliate properly, curious just how much I could push the benefits of my Seduction Trait.

I started slow, taking a step forward to drag her toward the edge — extremely easy with the assistance of the water — and trapped her between my body and the edge. She responded to the increased pressure with a delicious moan, while I put my hands on her sides, the gentle dance of my fingers exploring her sensitive spots in a manner that was greatly contrasted by the movement of her hips.

The contrast between the sensations driving her even crazier.

I had to admit, she was beautiful with white skin glistening under the sun, her beautiful lips parted for her desperate breaths whenever she pulled for a breath.

Under different circumstances, I would have teased, keeping her on the edge carefully to make her payback for the terminated lap dance back at the party, but the fact that we had an audience changed things considerably.

I could still torture Megan while impressing my prospective date.

I gave my fingers the freedom they yearned, and they leveraged that by slipping between our bodies, grabbing her surprisingly firm breasts. A moan exploded from her as I started squeezing her breasts, alternating between soft and hard.

The resulting moan of pleasure was beautiful, but not as much as the way her whole body started trembling helplessly, signaling an orgasm.

However, that was the start of my revenge. I pulled back, and my left hand stayed on her breasts, squeezing her globe and teasing her nipple in turn, but the real magic trick was delivered by my right hand, slipping inside her bikini bottoms — not that they were a difficult barrier to break.

My fingers danced around her knob rapidly, in a smooth dance that was only possible thanks to the smooth agility that was given to me by my Seduction Trait, invading her body with a fresh layer of pleasure before the aftershocks of her orgasm could subside.

"Careful, Megan, one of your tits is showing," Kim called, not bothering to hide her amusement at the show, though not before she carefully examined the expression of her friend to make sure she was not in distress.

One of them, because the other was covered with my left hand.

"Good point, let me cover them," I commented before Megan could gather enough wits to say anything, and leaned down, using my lips to cover her other breast.

"Excellent solution," Kim commented, unable to suppress her laughter, though with an edge of arousal, showing that my efforts weren't only working on the blonde beauty under my fingers — and my lips.

"Try not to play with her nipples too much," Kim suggested, giggling. "She's really, really sensitive."

"Good to know," I answered pulled back for a moment before returning to my task, squeezing and twisting and licking her nipples, even though by doing so, I had slightly compromised my promise of keeping her breasts covered.

Kim continued to take photos, but Megan just going to have to trust her friend that she would keep the sexier ones hidden.

"I'll make you pay," Megan managed to mutter her explosive moans, but only after a second orgasm hit and I pulled back, leaving her leaning against the edge of the pool, gasping desperately she tried to process her double-orgasms.

I was ready to answer before I realized that Megan already turned toward her redheaded friend once more, who was busy taking some very steamy recordings of the aftermath of our embrace, useless unless they had a very different leak in mind.

"Come on, Meg," Kim said without even lowering the camera. "I'm an artist, you can't expect me not to take the recordings of such a beautiful view."

"I know, Kimberly," Megan answered, though I noted Kim's face scrunching at the mention of the name. "But be ready for payback," she warned as she reached for her removed top.

Seeing them bicker was fun, especially since their ease despite Megan's mostly naked state suggested some very interesting details about their friendship, but that didn't mean being ignored didn't sting my pride the slightest bit after being responsible for such an incredible achievement.

After a bit of bickering, Megan turned to me, sauntering closer with a sexy expression, one that suggested that she was willing to pay back for the two great orgasms she had just experienced.

"Thanks, Terry," she said with a huge smirk as she put her hand on my shoulder, letting fingers drag down my stomach until it dipped down, caressing my naked shaft suggestively.

Yet, I was familiar enough with her that once she pulled back after several soft pumps, leaving me hanging, I wasn't surprised in the slightest. She used the ladder to climb out of the pool, giving one last amazing view of her mostly-naked body before she used a towel and covered herself.

"I think that's enough for now. Don't let me keep you from your important team meeting," she said as she threw one last glance before she turned and started walking away, her hips swaying too erotically to be anything but intentional — especially with the way she wrapped the towel around her chest, leaving her dancing hips naked.

Kim just looked at me, her smirk no different from Megan's before she followed her friend, leaving me with a raging hard-on in the pool.

Still, it was an amazing experience.