Rounding a bend in the unsealed narrow country road, I was disappointed to see that the last few hundred meters were uphill. Weary from our third consecutive day hiking on the southern Turkish coast, I grabbed Jack's hand, trying to get his help pulling me forward. I felt him wrapping his fingers around mine and upping the pace a little, which was assisting me to move.

Past the bend, the road was joined by a track that wound downhill through pine trees. Just before we reached the start of the track, I spied a girl emerging from the pines. She stepped onto the road just in front of Jack and me. Seemingly not really seeing us, she was engrossed in the music on her I-pod. 

The first thing I noticed as she as she turned to walk in the same direction as us, was a trim butt barely covered by her tight blue bikini bottom. That suggested she was walking up from the beach that, I had discovered from our guidebook, was below. As Jack was half a stride ahead of me, I could not see much more of the newcomer. However, I could see Jack staring in her direction. So I quickened my pace and drew level with my boyfriend, eager to work out what had his attention. 

I immediately guessed why he was staring. The naughty boy seemed to be focusing on the jiggle of the girl's large breasts, which were unconstrained by either bra or bikini top. In truth, girls like that have always made me a little jealous because I tend to think that at least half of the population prefer their breasts to my b-cups.

Jack turned and winked at me. As I walked beside my boyfriend of over eighteen months, I, too, was seeing occasional glimpses of side breast from her barely-there t-shirt. I smiled to myself as I felt Jack alter his pace to keep in prime viewing position just behind the girl. 

Deep down, I really admired how confident she must be to dress in such a revealing way. She knew that revealing her body would certainly draw stares, just like she was getting from Jack. Me too, if I was honest.

It did not take long for us to arrive at the Lycian Garden, which was everything the good reviews had suggested. Cabins were dotted along the hillside, running along from a built-in deck. On the deck were tables and chairs set out beside a bar. 

We stopped at the little office beside the bar, and after Jack went inside, I briefly watched the girl walk, hips swinging in a sultry way, towards the cabins. After she disappeared, I walked across the deck, which overlooked a secluded wooded valley and the bright blue sea.

Saying, "This is beautiful," to myself, I waited for Jack to check in. 

When we were shown to our cabin, I was thrilled because, while simple, it was spotlessly clean and comfortable. Better than I had expected given its price to be truthful. Looking out the cabin window I spied a small swimming pool just down the hillside. 

As I took off my pack Jack put his arms around me saying, "I am so looking forward to a day's rest and relaxation. How about we hit the pool."

He quickly found some board shorts in his pack and stripped off his walking clothes. He paused naked, realising that I hadn't moved and was staring at him. Smiling I went to him, putting my arms up onto his shoulders. 

"Oh my God Jack, you are so not giving up, sport. You are a hulk, over six-feet, broad shoulders, and a trim body. Even after eighteen months, I can't get over how hot you are."

"Hey, you. You are the gorgeous one Ashley. I adore your slim trim sexy body," he replied which made me feel warm and gooey inside. 

Lifting my t-shirt he said in his bedroom voice, "Come on either you get a bikini on or we are staying inside."

Feeling hot and sweaty, I was more desperate for a swim than an orgasm. Searching in my pack I found a bikini and slipped off my clothes.

As I slipped on my bikini bottoms, Jack picked up my bikini top saying, "Don't know whether you will be needing this."

'Topless,' I thought, 'I bet I know where he got that idea from.' 

Sauntering over to him I took his penis in my hand asking, "Is it me, or the cutie that we saw on the way here, that has given you thoughts about not wearing a top?"

Feeling his penis stir I had my answer.

"Ah ha... it is that big-breasted shameless display that has turned you on."

Grinning Jack said, "Well that and the fact that the most gorgeous b-cups in the universe are in front of me." 

He ran a finger around my sensitive nipple which made me feel even gooier inside, my residual envy fading a little with his appreciation of my figure.

"Well, these b-cups are going into a bikini until I know for sure being topless is ok. And this body is off to the pool. So you better get that erection down a little so you can join me without embarrassing yourself."

I left the cabin first, but Jack caught up with me as I got close to the edge of the pool, and jumped right in. 

"Come in Ashley, this is so refreshing."

I went to the side where there were wide steps and stepped in, enjoying the coolness of the water as it reached higher up my tired skin with every step. After swimming around for a few minutes, we sat on one of the steps and took in the view over the pine-covered hills and the sea beneath them. 

"Ash, I am so glad you suggested this as our summer vacation. The walk is hard work but the views are so worth it. I am having a lot of fun so far"

I was relieved that Jack liked the walking. Knowing that his past vacations involved beaches and bars, I had spent the last month fretting over whether he would like the solitude that came with longer-distance walking as much as I do. 

After a minute or two, he put his hand on my chin and led me into a kiss. Gently and then more passionately his tongue met mine and I enjoyed the physical taste of my boy. The boy who I was more and more convinced was the love of my life. Just testing how he was feeling I put my hand on his lap and could feel his penis start to stir. 

I heard a splash. We broke our kiss. Both of us turned to see that the girl from earlier had jumped into the deep end of the pool. We watched her swim to the shallow end and walk over to where we were sitting. 

At around five-feet-seven, she was about the same height as me but in other ways she was different. Younger and brunette compared to my blonde. A little bigger in the hips but much bigger in the breasts which were now covered by a bikini top. And her olive skin was somewhat darker than mine. But I had to admit I thought she was stunningly attractive. Feeling Jack harden some more I realised he did too.

"Don't stop kissing on my account," she said, "But I couldn't resist coming over to talk, as you are the only ones around my age here. I'm Cara by the way."

"Hi Cara, I'm Jack and this is Ashley. We are just cooling off after a day's walk."

With this easy introduction, we sat in the pool and chatted. First, about the long-distance walk we were doing part of. And that tomorrow was a rest and relaxation break. 

Then we talked about university. Cara was nineteen and was having a final holiday with her parents and much younger siblings before starting university in York. York, she observed, was about as far away from home as she could be while still remaining in England. 

Both Jack and I told her about our undergraduate degrees, and that they were both about to start our Masters at Oxford. She seemed more interested in Jack's Economics than my Ancient History.

From our conversation, it became increasingly clear to me that Cara was a little bored with only her parents and her laptop for company. But when we discovered a shared interest in animals, Cara delightedly got out of the pool. She called me over and pointed out some of the local animals including hens, ducks, one kitten, and a lovely dog called Alexander. 

Because we had things in common and as she seemed good company, I didn't feel that Cara was intruding on my time with Jack even though he was sitting in the pool alone. Though I imagined he was quite comfortable spending his time watching our bikini-clad bodies move around looking out for animals. 

After a while, Jack called out, "How about a beer?"

I was up for that, as was Cara and we turned to face the pool, calling out, "Yes please," in unison. As Jack jumped up onto the pool ledge, water flowed down his body giving added emphasis to his well-muscled back. 

I could see Cara's eyes following him as he walked to the bar. When Cara turned back to me she said, "God girl, he has a hot body." I was slightly taken aback as, while I have seen other girls check out Jack, she was the first to directly comment. 

But she is right, he does have a hot body. There was no use me denying it or being shocked she had noticed.

"He so does. He plays a lot of football and I love the way it keeps his muscles well defined."

"You two are such a cute couple. It is so good to have someone younger and fun around here. I hope you don't think I am intruding."

In truth, I was enjoying her company and found her openness kind of refreshing.

"No, not at all, you are good company," I said spying Jack returning, "Hey our barman is back, let's get back in the pool."

Jack came back with three beers and as he approached the pool he seemed aware he had two pairs of eyes on him. He handed out the beers and sat next to me with Cara on my other side. I again placed my hand high up on his leg. 

"Hey," he said after we had begun our beers, "I found out that dinner is served up by the bar, and that the beach down below us is good. What do you say we hit that tomorrow, Ash?"

"That sound good Jack, the guidebook gives that the beach two stars."

"Yeah it's really cool," Cara said, "I have gone down a few times with the family and by myself. If you like I can show you tomorrow. I would love it, to be honest, it gets me away from being with my family. Without them, we could go all the way to the far end. It's not that far but I like it because it is sheltered beyond the rocks and a good place to go topless."

I felt Jack twitch when Cara said topless. 

"That sounds great, it's a date," I said, thinking that may not have been my best choice of words.

We sat talking and enjoying our beers. Cara was a sponge, asking questions and picking up all she could on university life, both parties and studying. But I liked her enthusiasm and Jack seemed as entranced with her bubbly personality as I was. She was also quite tactile touching me on the arm and even one time on the knee as she made a point.

At one stage when the conversation had turned to Turkey, she mentioned how she was having trouble with her camera settings and that her photos were crap. I saw Jack's eyes light up and he offered to have to have a look at it for her. Ever since he was at school, photography has been Jack's passion. His camera, though less expensive than his car, is his most prized procession. 

Cara bounced out of the pool and rushed up to her cabin to get the camera, both Jack and I watched her butt disappear into the distance.

"I like her," I said. "She is enthusiastic and fun. You don't mind if I ask her to have dinner with us?"

"No she's cool, so long as the conversation is not about animals all night," said Jack laughing. 

Cara came scurrying back. She and Jack sat on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water. I sat on the step watching the two of them. They were engrossed in Cara's photos and discussing how the light settings were wrong. I zoned out of the conversation, though I could see that Cara was even more tactile with Jack than me. But as it just seemed how she was, rather than specific to my boyfriend, it didn't concern me. 

After a while, it occurred to me that I so needed to wash and blow wave my hair before dinner.

"Hey honey, I am just going up to shower and change before dinner. You stay if you like. Cara, feel free to join us for dinner if you don't have to be with your parents."

Cara beamed at me obviously delighted. "I would love that," she replied, but quickly returned her attention to Jack and the camera.

When Jack entered the cabin about fifteen minutes later, he came up behind me, naked and drying my hair in the small bathroom. He dropped his board shorts, and as he squeezed past me to get in the shower, he patted me on my butt. 

I asked, "Have a good time with Cara?"

"Yes, she is really nice, we worked out her camera is stuffed. We had a good time talking about photography. I think I talked her into picking it up at York."

"Why does that not surprise me," I said laughing, "Hey, by the way, Cara thinks you are hot."

"She really said that?" 

"Yes, why?"

"Well, she said that you had a hot body you when you got out of the pool" Jack replied.

My stomach tightened from the thought she found me hot. But there was also a little anxiety that I did not compare to her.

"Really?" I said, "I'm small compared to her big breasts."

"Yes, she did. Funnily enough, she even asked me if I preferred her big breasts. My God, she even squeezed her boobs together emphasising her cleavage as she said it."

"What did you say?" I asked feeling more anxiety rising. 

"Ha, I said I liked hers a lot, but that my favourite breasts are the ones attached to my girlfriend. Cara giggled at that and said it was a good answer. Keeping two girls happy at the same time."

I smiled at Jack and gave him a kiss. He pulled me into an embrace but I knew we could not get too carried away or we would miss dinner. 

"Come on, lover, get in the shower. We have got to get ready for dinner."

I put on the only good dress in my pack, brought for clubbing in the last town where we were to stay. As Jack zipped it up for me he commented that he liked that I had chosen not to wear a bra. As it was still warm Jack had decided on shorts and a t-shirt. I thought they really emphasised his figure. 

Telling each other we looked good, Jack picked up his camera, and we went to the bar where Jack took advice on a local red wine.

Taking our bottle of wine we sat at a corner table set for four. Relaxing we took in the view. The sun was about twenty minutes from setting into the sea. I took Jack by the hand saying, "God this is perfect. I so love sharing this with you."

"Me too. Love you, honey," he replied.

I sipped my wine content to watch the sunset and hold hands with Jack. 

There were four other people at the bar. They were joined a few minutes later by Cara and her family. Cara waved as she ordered a drink and wandered over with her parents. We stood as she introduced them to us. 

We chatted briefly before Cara's mother suggested to her dad that they move to their table where Cara's younger sisters were waiting impatiently.

I had immediately noticed how Cara had dressed. Short skirt and even a push-up bra that really emphasised her cleavage. I thought she looked hot and had dressed to accentuate her body. From the glances Jack gave her, I realised her outfit worked for him. 

We chitchatted but when the conversation returned to animals, Jack picked up his camera saying he wanted to get some shots of the valley at sunset.

"Do you mean the pines or my cleavage?" asked Cara innocently.

I had to laugh as Jack reddened slightly. It was so unlike him to get embarrassed.

As we watched Jack standing at the railing taking shots, Cara bent over and whispered, "Hey I like your dress, you look very sexy."

"Thank you," I stammered a little flustered by her attention.

A moment's pause but, "So do you," was the best I could manage.

It was my turn to blush when I realised that I had glanced at her cleavage as I said it. She had smiled when she caught me.

Fortunately, she changed the subject away from me, saying, "You boyfriend has a cute butt. Those shorts suit him."

"Yes," I agreed, "But with his body, he looks good in anything."

Jack returned and we sat at the table with Cara opposite Jack and me, "Oh my God," Jack said with a smirk, "That is the most beautiful valley I have ever seen."

He was rewarded with a perfect pout, and a sly, "Are you sure?" from Cara. 

I must admit I started wondering how this girl got skilled at flirting. 

"Oh yes," said Jack with the most innocent look on his face, "Best natural feature I have seen today."

"It didn't seem like that on the walk up to the cabins," said Cara with a wicked grin.

We are so busted I thought.

"I so don't know what you mean," said Jack bringing his glass to his lips. I guess in an attempt to hide his smile.

One of the staff interrupted with the fixed menu for the evening which brought the flirting to a close. At least for the moment, I was imagined. 

As I sat there l was only half looking at the menu. I kept checking things in my mind. Was I envious of Cara? Not really, Jack had told her he preferred my breasts. Was I ok with her flirting with Jack? Yes, generally, it was like watching sport, first one side and then the other. Though I had to say to myself, in soccer terms, Cara was ahead two to one. 

And what did I think of Cara? Perhaps that was a question I hadn't yet got my mind around. 

I had a wonderful time at dinner. The food was delicious. 

It was a set menu but dish after dish was of the highest quality and featured lots of vegetables often picked fresh from the organic garden. For me, the highlights included crisply fried aubergine slices in tahini and yoghurt dressing, whole sea bream baked on the barbeque, and syrup-drenched Turkish milk puddings. 

And it was fun with Cara. Yes, she was flirty. She had Jack's total attention, as he showed her the photos of the valley and discussed how he had controlled for the light of the setting sun. But I didn't feel threatened by her as she seemed genuinely interested in learning about photography.

After that, she kept asking about us as a couple. She wanted to hear about where we met and how our relationship developed. That brought me strongly back into the conversation, as Jack is my favourite subject. And she really endeared herself to me by sounding almost as excited as I am by the prospect of Jack and me moving in together once we get back to Oxford. 

At one stage she said, "I am just so going to find me someone like Jack. Do you know at the pool, after you left, he said his favourite boobs were the ones attached to his girlfriend? I thought it was so cute."

As she said 'cute' she reached across and ran her fingertip in two circles around the open palm of Jacks left hand. As his right hand was holding hands with me I felt that hand clench as a little shiver ran through his body.

"Yes," I replied, "Jack told me."

Cara raised an eyebrow when I said that.

As we finished our dessert, Cara said, "I can't believe how much you two packed away. It is a mystery to me how much you two can eat. I so have to watch my weight."

She looked at me, ran her tongue over her lips. Then she directly asked, "Ashley how do you remain so slim and sexy? Do you do a lot of sport?"

"Yes, some," I replied a little flustered.

"I love the way you look, understated. No bra is strongly sensual in that dress."

I felt myself blushing. It was like Jack and I had swapped positions. I was now on the sports field competing in flirting with Cara. But I already felt a goal behind. And I was not sure I could really play.

I tried to summon up some of Jack's confidence. "Perhaps though, a push-up bra would have more effect," I cooed.

"I am not sure my effort competes with your bounce," she sighed. And pouted, making her look a little sad.

Immediately without thinking, I felt as though I should cheer her up.

"But you look so good Cara," I said placing my hand over her upturned palm. 

With a little devious smile, she ran her fingers around my palm in a circle. A little shiver went up my arm and down my body all the way to my pussy. I withdrew my hand feeling flustered at the effect her touch on me. My God I thought at best I am now down three to one. 

Jack, I think, noticed my nervousness after that. He yawned and said, "I don't know about you honey, but it is bedtime for me. I am so tired after our walk. 

The three of us walked towards our cabins. Cara pointed out hers which was three along from us. Then pointed out her parent's cabin which was much further away. Jack asked why she was not next to her parents.

"It gives me privacy," she said pausing long enough to leave me wondering what was coming next, "Like they can so not hear my vibrator."

Jack was stunned into silence. 

Cara turned to me and said, "You are lucky to have a real one. I will just have to make do with my vibrator tonight."

She hugged me and ran her fingers vertebrae by vertebrae down my spine. Another shiver went through my body. She then hugged Jack, and I could see her fingers travel slowly down his spine.

Saying, "See you after breakfast around ten," she positively skipped to her cabin.

In our cabin, we brushed our teeth and got ready for bed. Then, as Jack unzipped my dress, he said, "Oh my God Ash, Cara is so out there."

Despite not generally talking in a bedroom voice I found myself saying, "Kind of tactile and sensual," as I lifted his t-shirt over his head. 

"Dressing sexily too," he said as he slipped my undies off. My pussy was damp.

"Kind of naughty," I replied as I slipped off his shorts and underwear. He was hard.

We kissed and my toes curled at the passion and promise in Jack's tongue. Right from our very first kiss, I realised this boy was the best kisser. But tonight had spurred him to great heights.

I reached for his cock stroking his firmness, "Yes, I can tell she has got to you, mister. You are such a bad boy. Getting hard as you talk about her."

"And what about you," Jack replied running his finger along my pussy which had been damp for most over the evening, "You are soaking, my gorgeous. It seems you like busty naughty girls as much as I do."

Jack's comment was on the money. But I said, "No honey, it is you."

As the words came out I realised they didn't really sound convincing enough for Jack to believe they were completely true. Jack lay me on the bed and moved over me, positioning his cock just against my pussy. Looking me in the eye he asked, "Are you horny Ashley?"

"Yes," I whimpered.

"Do you want me to slide my cock into your wet tight pussy and make you come?"

"Yes, so much."

"Then tell me the truth," he said as his cock grazed my clit.

"What about?" I said squirming, trying to get him in me.

"About liking our sexy friend," he said, positioning himself to take me with one stroke of his cock.

I was desperate to feel him inside me. It was more or less true. So I said, "Yes I like her sensuality, her openness, her body and... Oh, yes, fuck me," I exclaimed as Jack slide slowly into me.

Jack started to fuck me forcefully and a little faster. Much to my surprise, I could feel an orgasm rushing at me almost immediately.

"... and what," Jack panted as he kept up the pace on my eager pussy.

I knew the answer to his what. Just thinking about it intensified my pleasure.

"She is so hot," I screamed as the orgasm hit. Almost winding me in its intensity. 

"Yes she is fucking hot," said Jack as his cock pulsed repeatedly deep in me.

After what I admit was a shatteringly good orgasm, I lay exhausted in Jack's arms. A ball of anxiety grew in my stomach. The three question in my head at dinner returned. 

Was I envious of Cara? Perhaps, she obviously was attractive. Was I ok with her flirting? It seemed safer at the time. Now it seemed like it had pushed Jack and I me into something new. 

But was it dangerous for us? And what did I think of Cara? Perhaps my pussy had revealed more than my mind was prepared to accept?

"Jack, about what just happened," I started.

"Shush, sweetheart," he interrupted, "That was good for both of us. Fantasy can be fun. In the real world, you are the only girl for me. If we enjoy it and it doesn't damage our relationship it is fine. But if for a moment either of us has doubts then I promise you we will stop."

"But what if Cara wants to do more than flirt?"

"Then we can say no. It only takes one of us to say no. No, for one is no for both."

That eased my mind on a couple of questions and the ball of anxiety shrunk.

"Ash, can I ask you some questions."

"Sure."

"Did you like what we did tonight?"

"Yes, with reservations. True it was one of my best ever orgasms, but immediately after I felt anxious."

"Well, don't be anxious, if it's fun and doesn't hurt our relationship, there is nothing to be anxious about."

"Ok, I get that. I think you are right, honey. What was your next question?"

"Do you like Cara, or do you 'like' her?" The emphasis on the second 'like' indicating exactly what he was asking.

I prevaricated for a minute letting the question run around my mind. But my subconscious brought the answer forward and made me look it straight in the eye. 'Honestly always with Jack,' I thought, before answering, "Yes I like her, with maybe a little bit of 'like' as well."

Jack was silent but looking like he had another question running through his mind. I let him ponder and then he spoke

"Umm well, have you ever kissed a girl before?"

I so didn't want to go there. But I didn't want secrets with Jack so I gulped and replied, "Yes, twice in my first year at university. The first time was at a party. She was cute, I was attracted to her and we ended up in an upstairs bedroom. We kissed and touched breasts but I stopped when she looked like she was about to go down on me. The second time I went clubbing and got hit on by a very sexy older woman. I thought she was elegant and experienced and just went for it. But again I couldn't go through with it."

"Did you like being with a woman?"

"Yes, at the start, the kissing was good, but my doubts about licking a girl made me anxious and it sort of fizzled out."

"And now how do you feel about girls?" asked Jack.

"Now I have you, silly. So no boy or girl will come between us."

"What about you, did you like what we did tonight?" I asked.

"Yes, truthfully I loved tonight. My orgasm was intense and I saw a side of my girlfriend which makes me like her even more."

I was content but just had one piece of my anxiety to put to rest. "Can I ask a final question? Honestly, really, don't you think she has a better body?"

"Look, sweetheart, you both have hot bodies but you two are different. The way I look at it, there are two wonderful body types. One slim and smaller breasted. One fuller in the hips and breasts. You are a perfect example of the former a real model like figure. Cara is a perfect example of the latter. If you had her breasts I would worry you be so top heavy you would fall over all the time. Your breasts on her would be positively pear-shaped."

I snuggled up to Jack finally completely happy about what he thought of Cara. I think I understood him and so said, "Thank you, I feel much better. I got a bit nervous when you seemed so into Cara's body."

"You have nothing to worry about. My favourite thing is having this body snuggled up to me. Goodnight sweetheart."

With that Jack quickly drifted off to sleep. It took me a little longer, wondering about my earlier curiosity about girls. My first major crush and masturbation fantasy had been a girl at school. For a long time that had made me wonder. But it truth the desire had faded as I got to know boys better. Now I thought that the two girls in my first year at university were just me confirming my preferences. 

I was content. The warmth of his body and his comments about me calmed me and I easily joined him in sleep.

In the morning I awoke to see him smiling at me. 

"Good morning lover, time for breakfast," he said.

We got up, dressed, and had breakfast on the terrace on our own. Obviously, no one thought it was time to get up even though it was nine. Jack noticed a sign saying that packed lunches could be provided, so he ordered some for us and we went back to our room. Jack got his camera out, lay on the bed and began to go through the photos he had taken over the last few days. I lay beside him reading about the next day's walk. 

After half an hour or so there was a knock at the door. When I opened it I saw Cara, dressed like she was when we first saw her yesterday. Another just there t-shirt and bikini bottoms, but today she had her long hair spilling over her shoulders. She managed to look both innocent with her hair and big blue eyes, and sexy with her revealing clothes. 

'God,' I thought, 'I would love to look so casually sexy.'

"Hey, sorry for running a little late," she said breathlessly, "So glad you didn't start without me. Can you wait ten minutes so I can quickly eat?"

I was kind of stunned into silence remembering her place in Jack's and my lovemaking last night. Fortunately, Jack quickly got off the bed and called out, "Sure take your time. Anyway, we have to pack and pick up the lunches we ordered."

"Cool, see you soon, gorgeous," she called as she turned and rushed for her breakfast. After last night, I was left wondering who in her mind was gorgeous. 

Jack put on his speedos and shorts over the top of them. He collected the sunscreen, water and towels. In a minute or two, he had them all packed in his camera backpack. I put on my bikini bottoms but was still standing by the bed equivocating about whether to wear a bikini top or not. 

Jack paused, looked at me and said, "I know it takes a girl longer to get ready. But it's quicker if you actually move."

I poked my tongue out at him, then told him what I was wondering about. He picked up my bikini top, put it in his backpack, packed his camera, and ordered me in his bedroom voice to take off my bra and just put on a t-shirt. Having dressed me in as little as Cara, he hurried me out of the door.

We picked up our lunch at the bar. Cara rushed up, waved goodbye to her parents and we set off down the road. When we reached the track Jack, ever the gentleman, stood back to let Cara and I go first.

Before we stepped onto the track he said, "Hey Cara, do you want to put your things in my backpack? It will save you carrying them."

Having put everything on Jack's back we set off down the track. There was just enough room for two to walk beside each other, and Jack fell in behind. 

"God, this feels good," said Cara, "don't you just love being braless when it's hot."

"Yes, I don't do it often enough but it feels free. And a little naughty as well."

Suddenly, we both heard a click. "What was that?" asked Cara.

"Ha, I recognise the sound. Its Jack's camera, either he is taking a photo of the pine trees and water off to our left. Or the pervert is taking one of our butts."

"Let's see," said Cara, pulling her t-shirt up, tucking it under her breasts in the front, but leaving much of her back and butt exposed. Laughing I did the same. Sure enough, we could hear the camera shutter click.

"Looks like the pervert option," she said laughing.

We sped up as we went down the hill laughing and chatting. Jack fell behind, I think because this time he was genuinely taking photos of the view. Reaching the beach we paddled in the surf as we walked towards the far end of the beach. 

To pass the rocks we had to wade a little deeper. Unexpectedly, Cara reached down into an oncoming wave. She scooped up some water and threw it at me, splashing me on my stomach. 

"Bitch," I said laughing. I scooped up some and threw it at her. It hit her square on the left breast. I could see the outline of her dark nipples as the water make her top more transparent. 

She looked down, smiled and said, "Turning this into a wet t-shirt contest, are we? It's all on." 

After taking two or three shots of water which soaked my top, I returned fire. We were soon both dripping wet. 

Jack had caught up with us, and turning I saw him standing there with a silly grin on his face. I motioned to throw water at him. But was quickly stopped by his saying, "No honey, I'm carrying the camera."

I looked back towards Cara who was staring at me. Looking at her, I saw her soaking t-shirt plastered to her body. Her dark and hard nipples were clearly visible. She looked hot, but it was the look in her eye that quickened my pulse. She had desire in her eyes as she looked unashamedly at my breasts, which I could feel my t-shirt sticking to.

She waded over to me and turned me so we both faced Jack. He was looking at us through the viewfinder of his camera. Cara put an arm around my waist saying, "Looks like lover boy wants to record our wet t-shirt contest for posterity."

I could hear the shutter clicking, as I put my arm around Cara's waist. 

"Tell me Jack who wins our little, wet t-shirt contest?' Cara asked.

Jack took the camera from his eye. He smiled and said, "I have told you before Cara, the best breasts in the world are the ones attached to my girlfriend. You both look hot, but Ash will always be the winner in my eyes."

"Good answer Jack," Cara replied pouting for effect, "Do you want a couple more photos before we go around the rocks to the beach?" 

Jack nodded and brought the camera to his eye. I could feel Cara's hand move off my hip and down onto my butt. I felt sexy and warm inside because of what Jack said. But as Cara ran her fingers along my butt, I could feel my pussy dampen and my nipples harden. Part of me wanted to run from her hitting on me. But the bigger part just wanted to stay and enjoy. I liked posing for my boyfriend. I could see under his shorts he was getting hard.

When Jack finished his photo-shoot, Cara waded ahead and rounded the rocks. I waited for Jack and put my arms around him. He bent down and kissed me with a toe-curling kiss. Rubbing my body against him, I felt his hardness. 

"I love you," I said when we broke the kiss, "Thank you for saying what you did before. You know, I am still a little jealous of Cara."

"Honey, the more I get to know you, the more I love you. Like I said last night, don't ever be jealous of anyone else. Think every time you look at her, wow, she is hot but Jack thinks I am hotter."

I got another toe curling kiss. We waded hand in hand around the rocks and up onto the beach on the other side. It was small and, while there were some people about, it was sparsely populated. Cara was standing waiting for us, about halfway along but close to the water, at what looked like the high tide mark. When we reached her, she took the pack off Jack's back and got out the towels and her sunscreen. 

Unfolding her towel she said, "I'd better put lotion on as I don't want to burn. But maybe a quick swim first." 

She took off her t-shirt and looked at us expectantly.

"You guys want to come in the water?" she continued, with a smirk recognising we were staring.

"I know it probably safe, but I want someone to stay with the camera. I would hate to lose it," said Jack. He spoke to me I think, but he had not taken his eyes off Cara's bronzed breasts.

"I will sit out the first swim, honey," I said.

Jack took off his t-shirt and shorts. 

"Oh my God, Ashley, he is so hot," said Cara. "I love that he is wearing swimming briefs. I hate it when girls wear skimpy bikinis and boys wear board shorts. So unfair not to be able to see the outline of a penis."

Momentarily I had second thoughts about Jack being alone with Cara. But I remembered she had hit on me more than on Jack, and what he had said at the rocks.

I said, "Go and have fun, but one of you come back. I want to swim too before we put sunscreen on.'

I walked down to the sea with the camera and stood ankle deep intending to take some photos. Cara and Jack got about waist deep and started turning their backs into the oncoming waves. I took a couple of shots of them facing the camera. Then my jaw dropped as Cara jumped on Jack's back pushing him over. He picked her up and threw her into the next wave and then dived in after her. 

I was sure Jack would have felt her breasts on his back. And when he grabbed her I could not see exactly where his second hand had gone. They swam out and trod water and talked for a while, before swimming back towards the shore.

Cara came back while Jack stayed knee deep.

"Hey, go and join him. I have him so ready for you."

I handed her the camera and took off my t-shirt to hand to her.

She didn't take it at first. She stared at me, before saying "You boobs are so pale we are going to have to make sure we put plenty on sunscreen on them when you get back."

"You are such a flirt," I said laughing

"Only with people I am attracted to," she responded grabbing my t-shirt.

I walked deeper into the water to the occasional sound of the camera shutter and was greeted by my boyfriend. I'm guessing that when Cara said, "ready," she meant he was still somewhat hard after his swim with her.

"You ok?" he said

"Yes. She is hot and such a flirt. But I keep what you said in the front of my mind. I know you think I am hotter, but I have to say I am not that much of a flirt."

Jack laughed, lifted me up, carrying me deeper into the water and throwing me into a wave. I attacked him and we both went under. We spent the next few minutes body surfing and generally acting like kids. 

As we finished I stood and put my arms around Jack.

"Hey, full confession time. When you were taking photos of our wet t-shirts, Cara was running her fingers up and down my butt."

"Did you like it? I caught a slightly dreamy look on your face in a couple of the photos."

"Truthfully yes, but mainly because I could see how much you were enjoying the photo shoot."

"My confession time, Cara got me hard rubbing her breasts on my back. Then she ran her hand along my cock and said, 'my God you are big, I so like that in a man.'" 

"Did you like that?"

"Yes and no. No, because I was worried you might think I had gone too far."

I was pleased Jack was upfront with me. "No, honey I can hardly be cross when she did the same to me. Do you know what she said before when I called her a flirt? She replied, only with people I am attracted to."

I could feel Jack harden. "I wonder what we have got ourselves into," he said, "Come on. You have been out in the sun long enough without sunscreen. We had better go back and get covered."

We walked up the beach to the sound of the camera shutter. 

"You two are such an attractive couple," said Cara, which made me feel good. 

As I fished our sunscreen out of our bag, Cara said, "I have done my front but can I impose on you Jack to do my back?" 

Jack got behind Cara and rubbed suntan lotion into her back. I did the same to my front and legs. As I put some lotion on my breasts, I was aware of four eyes focused on me. I kind of wanted to be as carefree as Cara. So I rubbed them a little more than necessary.

Then I looked up at them and said in my best little girl voice, "Do you two just like to look? Or are you dreaming about rubbing lotion into my boobs."

"And you think I am a flirt," said Cara. 

Then suddenly smiling wickedly she added, "I'm sure I missed a bit on my breast. How would you feel about Jack helping protect me from the sun? By rubbing some more lotion in?"

'Talk about upping the ante,' I thought. But I was not going to back down. And I wanted to remain in control.

"He can help you for a minute, but then I want him over here doing my back."

The look on Jack's face was priceless. He reminded me of a child who had been unexpectedly allowed unlimited choice in the candy store. Cara smiled at me and lay back against Jack. 

His arms went around her and he began to rub lotion on her breasts with the palm of his hands. Cara sighed, then moaned as his fingers traced little circles around her nipples. All the while Jack had his eyes on me. After Cara moaned, he mouthed, "I Love You," at me over her shoulder. It was hot, but I started to get uneasy about where this was going. And I wanted to be confident in Jack's statement that he wouldn't do anything I didn't want him to.

"Come on Jack, my turn now," I said.

To Cara's evident disappointment, he came over immediately. Rock hard, I noticed, and got behind me. "Your wish is my command," he whispered in my ear. I felt so good being in control. I liked that Jack wanted to instantly do as I asked. 

He put the lotion on my back. Then with Cara looking intently he put his hands around and squeezed my nipples. 'Naughty boy,' I thought as I moaned loudly, "He knows how much that turns me on." 

Even Cara noticed and observed, "God girl, your nipples are sensitive."

"That's enough honey," I whispered.

Jack moved away and I lay on my towel on my back. Cara also lay on her back beside me. But Jack had to lie on his front presumably to get his erection to subside.

We lay in the sun and I found myself talking easily with Cara. The more I got to know her, the more I realised we shared many common interests. But Cara looked up to me a little as I was four years older. It was a good feeling and I realised she was a girl I could be good friends with. 

After we had shared our lunch, she asked us about another swim. Jack replied, "You girls go first."

Cara stood and offered me both her hands to help pull me to my feet. I realised as we walked down to the water topless, that I now felt much more at ease with myself and with Cara. I was genuinely coming to like her, but more importantly, had total confidence in Jack's desire for me. Thinking that Jack would be looking I put an accentuated wiggle in my butt as I walked. I was rewarded with the sound of the camera shutter. 

We dived in and swam out to where the water was chest high. Standing, I waved back at Jack. But I was startled to feel Cara's fingers run down my spine. I turned and for the first time she looked nervous, and really the younger woman she was.

"Ashley, I have something I want to say to you. We have only known each other for a day. But already I feel like I am getting to know you really well. I know I tease and flirt, but I saw what you did before lunch. You got nervous when Jack played with my boobs. And you got him to come back to you."

"Well, I just ..."

"Shush," she said placing a finger on my lips, "Let me finish. Ash, I like girls but I like boys more. You are gorgeous..." she said as she ran a finger around my nipple, "... but I am attracted to Jack like you wouldn't believe. Well, maybe you of all people would believe it. So I get why you are nervous. But don't be, I want to find my own Jack, not steal yours."

She paused taking me by the hand, "Not that I could. Lots of guys, and some girls, look at me like Jack looks at me. But no one has ever looked at me like Jack looks at you. I would be disappointed if I didn't turn him on, and you too by the way. But I could never make him love me because he loves you. My God, you even tell each other everything. You think he is a keeper, don't you?" 

Cara words brought the warm and gooey feelings I have for Jack bubbling to the surface. Instinctively I put my arms around her and said, "Yes I want to lead my life with Jack at my side."

Cara hugged me tighter and our breasts mashed together, "Do you have any fantasies," she whispered. 

"That's for me to know," I said smiling as we broke our cuddle. 

"And me to find out," she said again running her finger around my nipple. 

I moaned as she touched my sensitive nipple, "Seriously, Cara. I have hardly told anyone about the depth of my feelings for Jack."

"I have the sense your boyfriend knows. You tell each other everything. I get the impression he likes that you see yourselves totally together. And after all, he did show me how sensitive your nipples are."

As she said that, her finger moved to my other breast and again ran her finger gently around my nipple. I liked the feeling. But I was sure I had never mentioned to Jack a desire to be chest deep in water having my nipples caressed by a big busted deliciously sexy, and newly minted friend.

As we waded through the water we could see Jack standing on the beach with his camera. Cara grabbed my hand saying, "Let's get some photos together."

When we got knee deep Jack was only a few meters away. He said, "Hold your hands across your breasts, like you are shy about being topless." 

We crossed our hands across our breasts and half turned away. I smiled as Cara muttered, "I am not sure I know how to look shy."

After a few shots, Jack asked us to face out to sea. He took photos of our backs and then we turned to face each other. Leaning into each other our nipples touched, and I heard Jack mutter, "perfect," as he took a number of pictures. 

We turned to face him. After a few shots, Cara ran her finger around my nipple. The rapid clicks of the camera told me Jack liked the pose. So I ran my finger around Cara nipple. 

"That great," called out Jack. 

"Do you want one more," Cara replied. Then whispering to me, "Let's make this photo a really sexy memory."

She then drew my head in and placed her lips on mine. I was disconcerted and almost pulled away thinking, 'this is too far.' Then I heard, "That's great," from my boyfriend. 

I opened my mouth and Cara's tongue invaded. Deep down I recognised I liked it, and I returned her kiss. God the girl could kiss. It was like the first time I kissed Jack. I was being transported to somewhere I had never been before. 

We broke the kiss and walked up to my very erect boyfriend. I could see Cara had her eyes on Jack's erection. When she reached him, she said in her best innocent voice, "Did we do this?"

Running her hand along the outline of his penis, she added, "I am so going to get you to upload those photos onto my computer tonight. But I also have to have some of you, to look at on dark cold lonely nights. So give me the camera and get out in the water. And Jack, whatever you do, don't lose that hard on."

I realised Jack was now partly under her control. He meekly handed over the camera that he rarely let anyone use. He stepped out into the water to where we had stood and Cara took a lot of photos. Then she said, "Go join him, hun, I want some of you two together."

I went up to him put my arms around him, and said, "You ok?"

"Yes, I am ok. But what happened out there."

"I will tell you later, first let Cara get her photos."

We stood together facing each other, foreheads touching. My eyes stared into the eyes of the boy I loved. In that minute nothing else existed.

"Wow," said Cara, when we returned, "I can't wait to see those photos on the bigger computer screen. You two looked so into each other."

"They look good on the camera," said Jack. He had taken back the camera and was looking through the photos.

I really wanted to talk to Jack so I suggested a swim even though I had just come out of the water. 

"Give me the camera then, I am going to look at all the photos we have taken today," asked Cara.

Jack and I walked into the water holding hands, until he dived into a bigger wave. He surfaced a few meters in front of me and called back, "Come on Ash this is so invigorating."

I waded out and put my arms around his shoulders.

"You know Jack, I could be good friends with Cara. We have a lot in common and I like her."

"So I saw in the kissing photos."

"No silly, that was mainly about turning you on."

"Mainly?" Jack questioned.

"Well, a bit about me getting turned on too."

Jack smile was somewhat enigmatic, like he knew something I didn't. But he caressed my back and I continued, "Cara wanted to say some things to me. She thought I was nervous when you played with her breasts. But she then confessed. Although she likes girls she likes boys more, and in particular, she is really attracted to you."

"Are you ok with that?" Jack asked. I could tell from his hardening penis that he was. 

"Yes, because of what she said next. She wants to find her own Jack not steal mine. But in her mind, she can't steal you, because she sees how much you love me."

"She is a very smart girl," Jack said, before kissing me.

"But I found myself confessing that I dream of leading my life totally with you."

"Ashley, it is increasingly our reality."

I could feel myself tearing up when Jack said that. He gently stroked my face and kissed the tear that had leaked out of one eye. 

"Did she say anything else?"

"Yes," I said, sure I was blushing, "She asked about whether I have any sexy fantasies. I said that was for me to know. She replied that she would have to find out. But Jack as she said it she was touching my nipples... Are you cross?"

"I don't think so, honey. I guess you liked it obviously, but it's ok so long as it doesn't damage our relationship. In fact, it's kind of erotic."

"She thinks you deliberately showed her how sensitive my nipples are."

"If I did, would you cross?" Jack asked.

"I might have been at the time, but not now. Honey this is hard for me to say. I think she knows what one of my fantasies is."

"To be with a girl you mean?" said Jack completely blindsiding me.

"But how do you know?"

"Just from what you said last night about being with two girls. And the way you react when you are photographed with Cara."

"But I could never go through with it in the past. Now I never would, as I don't want to cheat on you with anyone."

"If you cheated it would destroy our trust and love, so I know you won't go there. But you just kissed another person in front of me and that didn't feel like cheating did it. By the way was it a good kiss?"

"Yes, I loved it. A toe curler almost as good as yours."

"You aren't just saying that?"

"No silly, the first kisses from you and Cara were my best first kisses ever. But yours was perfect and is one of my favourite memories."

For that, I got kissed again. With passion and love. My boy could certainly kiss. Cara despite her skills would always be second best.

The rest of the afternoon cemented our growing friendship. Cara spent time with Jack talking some more about photography. They walked down to the water and took lots of photos with different camera settings and talked about the results. Jack clearly liked Cara's interest and was a willing teacher. 'Maybe,' I thought, 'that has something to do with her being topless.' 

When Cara and I started on fashion, Jack rolled his eyes. We discovered we had similar tastes and even talked about catching up for a shopping expedition to London.