Lost Weekend · Part 1 (1/2)
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Chapter 1
The hands of the clock seemed frozen. Cheryl looked around at her classmates. Some were reading, some were staring into space. All were bored and impatiently waiting for the clock to finally hit three o'clock. The room was silent except for the occasional flip of a page or the shuffling of feet. She glanced over her shoulder toward the back of the room where her best friend Beth sat, two desks back and one row over. Beth caught her look and rolled her eyes as if to say "somebody please get me out of here!" Cheryl chuckled quietly and turned back to the clock. The minute hand had moved – slightly. So she at least she knew that time hadn't actually stopped, but merely slowed to a snails' pace. It was the last day of school before summer vacation. Her and Beth were both eighteen, their birthdays only a few weeks apart, and today was their last day of high school.
Cheryl was a small girl, about five foot three and weighing just under a hundred pounds. Her long, light brown hair fell straight down her back, almost reaching to her tiny waist. Her green eyes were slightly almond-shaped in her oval face. High cheekbones and a small button nose all came together in a very attractive package, something that didn't go unnoticed by the boys. She was popular and had dated more than a few guys during high school. She was a little disappointed with her breasts, however. Not that she was flat-chested, but she felt her diminutive b-cups were a little on the small side. Beth kept telling her that they were the perfect size and anything bigger would look freakish on her small frame. She reclined back in her seat and glanced down at them. They were perfectly round and firm, about the size of grapefruits, or large oranges at least. Maybe Beth was right.
She looked up as Mrs Markham, who was reading through some papers on her desk and occasionally dropping a few into the garbage can that sat on the floor next to it. She looked back again at Beth, who was now leaning back in her chair, her long, jean-clad legs splayed out from under her desk.
Beth was a leggy blonde, with wavy hair cascading to the small of her back. She had large, baby blue eyes with long lashes – bedroom eyes, she jokingly called them. She had a thin face, also with high cheek bones, and thick, pouty lips that some women paid a lot of money to have. She was taller than Cheryl, bout five-foot-ten, and a little heavier at one-ten. She liked to joke that the extra weight was in her tits, which were a firm set of thirty-six d-cups. Cheryl was a little jealous of Beth's tits. To her, they were the perfect size.
Beth sighed and laced her long fingers behind her head, causing her tits to strain against the fabric of the dark blue t-shirt she was wearing. Cheryl grinned as she saw several sets of male eyes swing to look at Beth. She winked at her. It was a game she loved to play with the boys in class. She'd make a seemingly innocent gesture, like bending over to pick something up, or like the one she was doing now, then shoot dirty looks at whoever took the bait. Today it was Jeff Langston's turn. Beth glared at him, then sat up and folded her arms over her chest. Jeff's face turned bright red and he quickly went back to the book on his desk. Cheryl turned back to face the front, chuckling softly to herself and shaking her head. No matter how many times Beth pulled that stunt, someone always fell for it.
The bell rang, startling her from her thoughts. Everyone scrambled to their feet, grabbing up their backpacks and books in a noisy shuffle. "All right, all right!" Mrs Marham shouted over the ruckus. "Everyone have a great summer!" He voice was lost in the din as thirty students rushed from the room to join the others gathering at their lockers in the hall. Beth took Cheryl's arm and they pushed their way through the crowd to their lockers, which were only a few feet apart.
"All right!" Beth cried as she jerked her locker open. "We are outta here!" She looked over at Cheryl, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Did you ask your parents?"
Cheryl nodded as she pulled papers and books from her locker. "They said it's ok as long as your parents were there." She stuffed the books and papers into her backpack, tossed her lock in on top of them, and slammed her locker door closed. "Are you sure they won't be home?"
Beth shook her head as she closed her locker. They began walking down the crowded hall toward the exit. "They'll be camping in the mountains for at least another week and their cell phone doesn't work there, so they won't be able to check up on us! It's perfect!"
Cheryl nodded and swallowed hard. Beth had learned about a senior party at a nearby lake. Since Beth's parents, both avid outdoor enthusiasts, were camping in the mountains, Beth had convinced her to tell her parents that she was going out to meet them when school was out and had invited Cheryl along.
Beth noticed Cheryl's reluctant look and nudged her shoulder. "C'mon, Cheryl! It'll be fun! There'll be lots of single guys there, and maybe even some college guys!" She gave her a mischievous grin and leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Didn't we agree to lose our virginity before we went away to college?" They'd made the pact at the start of the school year and it hadn't seemed like such a big deal then. Now that they only had two months, reality was setting in. Not that Cheryl wasn't looking forward to having sex, it was just taking that first step that scared her a little. Cheryl nodded hesitantly. Beth grinned. "Well, this will be a great opportunity!"
Beth had been pushing her to go to the party ever since she had found out about it a week earlier. Cheryl had finally relented and made the pitch to her parents the night before. It seemed that no matter how much she resisted, she was always giving in to Beth's wild ideas. But Beth was right. It was time for her to finally have sex. She found herself fantasizing about it more and more lately, often masturbating to boys from school. Girls, too, although she would never admit that to anyone, not even Beth. Actually, Beth was often the girl she fantasized about being with. She realized that she had a crush on her best friend last summer when they were getting changed after swimming. It was hard not to stare at her beautiful naked body while they showered afterward.
"Cheryl?" Beth said, startling her from her reverie. "I asked if you were ready to go?"
Cheryl came back to the present. "Huh? Oh, yeah. My stuff's all packed. We just have to swing by and pick it up."
"Great!" Beth exclaimed as they reached her car and climbed in. "Then let's go!" They joined in with the line of cars leaving the student parking lot, horns honking and people hanging from windows and sunroofs. Summer had officially arrived!
An hour later, they were just leaving town limits, the back seat of Beth's car was loaded down with camping gear. They even brought two tents. "Just in case we get lucky!" Beth said with a wink and a grin. They took the turn-off to the lake and drove along a narrow paved road for another five or six miles. "There!" Beth said, pointing to two orange construction pylons at the end of a dirt road. The directions said to look for two such pylons.
Beth turned into the narrow, tree-lined road. The branches of the pine and oak trees enveloped the road like a canopy and it felt like they were driving through a tunnel, with occasional spots open enough for the sun to filter through the thick foliage. "I hope this is the right road," Beth said, swerving slightly to avoid a long branch. They rounded a curve and came to a fork in the road. There was another orange pylon there, but it had been knocked over and was now lying pretty much in the middle of the fork.
Beth stopped the car, staring out at the cone and their two choices. "Well, now what?" She got out and walked up to the front of the car, looking down each fork. Cheryl and joined her. They debated which road looked more well used, but they finally conceded that both seemed in the same condition. Then they studied tire tracks. But each road showed recent usage. Beth looked at Cheryl and threw her hands up. "I say again, now what?"
Cheryl studied the tracks closer. "The last car in here went left," she said, pointing to where the tracks drove over the previous set. "But I can't tell which has more tracks on it." The roads were so narrow that all the tracks rode in the same ruts.
Beth shrugged and looked at Cheryl. "Left, then?"
Cheryl looked again down both roads and nodded. "If it's the wrong way, we can always turn around, right?"
Beth looked at the thick foliage. "Yeah, right," she said with a sarcastic grin. They got back in the car and turned down the left fork.
About five minutes later, a pickup full of coolers and seniors pulled up to the fork and slid to a stop. "Hey!" the driver said, jumping out. "Someone knocked over the pylon!" He picked it up and set it next to the right fork, then they took off to the right.
Chapter 2
A half hour later, they still hadn't reached the lake and there had been no place wide enough to turn around. The road had so many twists and turns that Beth wasn't even entertaining the idea of backing out. "I don't think we took the right road," Cheryl repeated for what seemed to Beth like the tenth time.
"Well, it's a good road, relatively speaking," Beth said. "And someone's been using it. It must go somewhere." Cheryl nodded. They rounded a turn and went up a small incline. When they crested the hill, Cheryl saw a glint of sunshine reflecting off water somewhere ahead of them.
"There's the lake!" she cried, pointing at it.
"Can't be much further now," Beth said, taking Cheryl's hand and squeezing it. It was only meant as a friendly gesture, but Cheryl shivered at her touch and felt her nipples harden. They crawled slowly down the long hill and finally saw a cottage by the lake with two cars parked in front of it. "Looks like we did go the wrong way," Beth said with a sigh, glancing over at Cheryl. "At least we can turn around." No sooner had the words left her mouth than the car bottomed out in a huge pothole. The engine stumbled, then died.
Cheryl's hands instinctively flew out and gripped the dash as they bounced to a stop. "What the hell…?" Beth said, looking in her mirror. She looked at Cheryl. "Are you ok?" Cheryl nodded and Beth turned the key. The starter turned over, but the engine didn't catch. Eventually, the starter began cranking slower as the battery began to weaken.
"You're just killing the battery," Cheryl said dejectedly. Beth let go of the key and pulled the hood release.
"Might as well take a look," she said. Cheryl let out a laugh, despite their situation. Beth looked at her, a hurt look on her face. "What? I took auto shop last year!"
Cheryl shook her head, still chuckling. "Yeah, to meet guys! What was your final grade?"
Beth lowered her head, but grinned. "Ok, so I didn't pass, but…"
"Thirty-two percent, wasn't it?" Cheryl interrupted, looking thoughtful. "I believe that was the lowest average ever achieved in auto shop!"
Beth chuckled and leaned back in her seat. "All right. You win." She nodded toward the cottage about a quarter mile down the road. "So I guess we go see if the natives can help?"
Cheryl opened her door. "I don't see that we have much of a choice, unless you want to walk all the way back out." Beth shook her head and got out. They began walking down to the cottage.
As they neared the older, but well-kept cottage, they could hear voices and laughter coming from the other side, the side that faced the lake. They rounded the corner of the building and were surprised to see two women lying completely naked on lounge chairs, sipping drinks and chatting. They didn't see the girls until Cheryl cleared her throat loudly. Both women stopped talking and turned to look at the two pretty teenagers.
"Hi!" the closest one to them said, sitting up. She was a well built redhead with huge tits and a friendly smile. Cheryl guessed that she was in her mid to late twenties and apparently had no problem being nude in front of two complete strangers. "Can I help you girls with something?"
Beth and Cheryl, trying not to stare, both began speaking at once. She held up her hands, causing her massive tits to heave upward. "Hold it, girls!" she said. "One at a time, please!"
Cheryl deferred to Beth, who spoke in an uncharacteristic nervous voice. "Uh,…we… we're sorry to bother you,… b… but our car broke down and…" Just then, a man dressed only in a bathing suit came out of the cottage. He was tall and handsome, with a well-toned body and sandy blonde hair. He noticed the girls and smiled.
"Well, hello, there!" He looked at the two naked sunbathers. "Maybe you two should put something on. It appears we have guests." He turned back to Cheryl and Beth as the two women excused themselves and went into the cottage. "Can I help you ladies with something?" His smile was warm and seemed genuine.
Beth returned his smile and began again. "We were looking for a friend's cottage, but we made a wrong turn. Then the car quit after we hit a pothole…" She pointed up the road to where their car sat. "…just up there. We were wondering if you had a phone we could use?"
The man frowned and shook his head. "Sorry, no phone. And no cell service." He looked up the road to their car. "I was going to fix that this weekend. Nearly shook my fillings loose when I hit it." He sighed and fixed them with a heart-melting smile. "I'll go get my tools and take a look at your car." He gestured toward the chairs. "In the meantime, make yourselves at home."
Cheryl and Beth both smiled with relief. "Thank you," Cheryl said. "We're so sorry to intrude."
He waved off the apology. "Don't give it a second thought." He held out a hand. "My name's Dave, by the way." Cheryl and Beth both shook his hand and introduced themselves. They heard the door open, and the redhead came back out, this time wearing a red string bikini. Dave grinned at her as she walked up next to him and put an arm around his waist, looking at Cheryl and Beth.
"Denise," Dave said. "this is Cheryl and Beth. They made a wrong turn and their car quit after hitting that big pothole back there." He jerked a thumb in the direction of their car.
Denise frowned at him. "I told you someone was gonna wreck their car in that crater!"
Dave nodded. "I know, I know," he said with an exasperated sigh. "… and I was planning to fill it in before we left." Cheryl and Beth stared down at the ground, feeling a little uncomfortable for interrupting their weekend. Denise noticed their unease and reached out to take their hands.
"Come on, girls. You'd probably like to freshen up a little." She smiled warmly and after a moment's hesitation, they took her hands.
"We…we don't want to impose…," Cheryl began, but Denise stopped her with a quick laugh.
"Don't be silly! You're not imposing! It's nice to have some visitors!" As they went into the neat little cottage, she called over her shoulder to Dave. "I'll send Mark out and you two can take a look at their car, ok?"
"Sure thing!" Dave called back cheerily. "I'll get my tools from the car and meet him there!" Denise waved in acknowledgment as she led the girls inside.
They entered into a kitchen area with a living room adjacent to it. There was a couch separating the two rooms facing away from the kitchen out the front window, which offered a nice view of the lake. There was a TV in the corner, two easy chairs, and a low coffee table in the center of the room. A hallway led off the living room to where the bedrooms were probably situated.
The woman who had been outside with Denise when they arrived was sitting on the couch reading a magazine. She stood up when they walked in and the girls were surprised to see that she was still naked!
"Better put something on, Julie," Denise said, "We have guests." Julie was also very beautiful, about five-foot-nine with long straight blonde hair that was tied up in a ponytail, giving her a wholesome 'girl next door' look. She was slender, with a well-formed set of tits the size and shape of cantaloupes. A quick glance to her pubic area told Cheryl that she was shaved.
'Boob job,' Beth thought to herself as Julie walked over to one of the chairs, picked up a robe, and slipped it on. Denise introduced the girls and she smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, girls. I didn't realize you were there. You see, we're nudists and…" Denise lifted her hand, cutting her off.
"We'll talk about that later, Julie," she said, giving her a quick look. She pointed toward the hall. "The bathroom's down there. Last door on the right." Cheryl went first. After she left, Beth, Denise and Julie stood chatting quietly when a man came out of one of the bedrooms. He was dark-haired, well muscled, and completely naked. He glanced up from the magazine he was reading and saw the three women watching him, Beth with her jaw dropped open.
"Oops!" he said, covering his pubic area with his magazine when he saw Beth. He blushed slightly and said, "I didn't know we had company!" Just then Cheryl came out of the bathroom and stopped short when she saw his bare ass. He turned around when he heard her gasp of surprise. "Oh, shit!," he said, grabbing a cushion from the couch to cover his ass while struggling to keep the magazine over his dick. Denise and Julie began to giggle, then laugh out loud as the man tried in vain to cover himself and slip past Cheryl back into the bedroom. Cheryl looked over at the others. By this time, Beth was laughing along with the others and Cheryl soon found herself smiling, then laughing herself. Soon they all had tears running down their cheeks. A moment later, they finally settled down. Denise went over to the bedroom door and tapped lightly on it.
"What?" came the muffled reply.
"Dave needs your help. The girls' car broke down outside and he went out to see if he can fix it." The door opened a few seconds later and the man came out, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, but still a little red in the face. Denise grinned at him. "Don't be embarrassed, Mark. You have nothing to be ashamed of!" He blushed more and Denise turned to them. "Cheryl, Beth, this is Mark. He's Julie's boyfriend. Mark, meet Cheryl and Beth."
Mark grinned weakly. "Hi, girls. I hope I didn't scare you!"
Beth grinned. "What time's the next show? I may have a few singles here somewhere…" She dug into her pockets as Julie and Denise began laughing again. Cheryl grinned and shook her head. Beth could make friends and fit in anywhere. Even Mark joined in this time.
"Very funny," he said, still chuckling. "Where's your car?"
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