Erotic One Shot: Fire & Frost
Author
V. J. Villamayor
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Fire & Frost
âOkay⌠I admit, this was the best idea youâve had. Ever. You were right.â
Yasmin smiled at the compliment, her eyes closed as she melted into the almost blistering water of the spa. The vapors swirling around them were a mix of steam from the spa and fog from the snowy landscape outside.
Jayda had needed some heavy prompting and prodding to agree to climb into the spa with Yasmin, and of course, Yasmin was right. It was amazing.
âArenât I always right, though?â Yasmin laughed.
She was the carefree one between the two womenâthe one who jumped right into the unknown, the adventurous one, the one who would almost always say yes.
Jayda, on the other hand, was the yin to her yang. She was hesitant, cautious, and would rather be safe than sorry.
Jayda rolled her eyesânot that Yasmin could see, with her eyes still closed. âYeah, yeah, yeahâŚâ She laughed.
The two friends sipped their wine and enjoyed the quiet of their snow chalet.
Normally, this spa deck would be open to the rest of the shared house-style chalet, but it was low season. Jayda and Yasmin seemed to be the only ones who had booked in so far.
âYou need to let loose more often,â Yasmin said. âYou stand back way too much. Youâll miss out on life if you keep letting it pass you by. How often have you only done things because I encouraged you to?â
Jayda scoffed with amusement. âMore like shoved and peer pressured me into.â
âYeah, sure, whatever. Same thing. My point isââYasmin shrugged, taking another sip of her wineââyou need to just say yes. Say yes to the next thing that comes your way. Youâre in your thirties, single, gorgeous, andâŚscared shitless of the world.â
Jayda laughed and splashed the bubbling water at Yasmin. âThanks a lot!â
Yasmin laughed along with her and drained her glass. âIf the shoe fitsâŚ!â
She watched Jayda finish off her wine as well and nodded toward their empty wine bottle. âIâll open another one. Hang here. Iâll grab a snack as well.â
Jayda nodded and slipped down further into the bubbling water, eyes closing once again in relaxation.
Yasmin braced herself for the cold, climbed out of the water, quickly tossed her towel around her shoulders, and bolted across the stone deck toward the warm interior of the chalet.
Yasmin was holding a wine bottle in one hand and searching through their meager array of snacks when a throat cleared behind her.
âWell, that wasnât a sight I was expecting when I arrived here. Not that Iâm complaining.â
Yasmin jumped and spun around to find herself face-to-face with a handsome stranger. âGoddamn, you scared the shit out of me!â
The stranger laughed awkwardly and stepped back, leaning his hip against the kitchen counter. âSorry! I thought you were a friend of mine. I normally stay here with some friends too, but I guess they arenât here yet. I didnât realize there would be others here as well. Iâm Sam.â
Yasminâs eyes slowly took in the stranger in front of her. Dirty blonde hair, matching stubble, and what she could assume was a toned body beneath the warm knitted sweater.
Despite the bulk of the sweater, it still clung to him and showed off his athletic physique.
âYouâre not some bad guy whoâs going to kill me, are you?â she half-joked, keeping eye contact as she continued bending down to snatch a pack of chocolatesâthe first thing she felt in the pantry.
Sam chuckled. âIâm only bad when I want to be.â He winked. âBut overall? No, you donât have to worry about me being a serial killer.â
Seemingly satisfied, Yasmin shrugged in acceptance. âOkay, then. Good enough for me.â She nodded her head toward the spa deck. âCome out and meet Jayda, in case you scare the shit out of her by accident too. Sheâs not as accepting of a random guy surprising her from behind as I am.â
Though she meant it literallyâreferring to what had happened moments agoâthere was a slight sexual undertone to her remark.
Sam mustâve picked up on it, because he smirked and held out a hand to the side, gesturing for her to lead the way. He didnât exactly hide his matching, lazy perusal of Yasminâs goosebumped body as she passed, but it didnât come off as sleazyâjust curious and appreciative.
The frosty bite of the chilly outdoors stung their skin once they stepped outside, and Jayda turned to face them.
At the first sight of Sam, she gasped and ducked lower until the bubbling spa water reached her neck.
âUhhâŚYasmin?â
âJayda, this is Sam. Sam, Jayda,â Yasmin introduced, waving the wine bottle back and forth. âI know, I know, not the snack I was originally intending to bring backâŚbut whoâs complaining.â
Sam laughed and began explaining that he was also staying at the chalet, like he normally did each year.
It mustâve been the mix of wine, the relaxing atmosphere, and Samâs easygoing attitude, but it didnât take long for Yasmin to start pressuring Sam into joining them.
âYouâre ruining the fun, Sam!â Yasmin laughed. âJoin us, rather than sitting over there and shivering your cute ass off!â
âI came here to snowboard!â he laughed back, hands raised in surrender. âI didnât bring any swimwear!â
Yasmin rolled her eyes while Jayda continued to laugh.
âThen just strip down to your underwear! Or skinny dip! Oh, actuallyâŚdo that! I dare you!â
Yasmin had been pouring more and more wine into Jaydaâs glass the whole time they were getting to know one another, and she was utterly on par with her charismatic friend.
Jayda joined in with Yasminâs chanting, laughing, âTake it off!â while Sam failed to find a reason not to join.
An uttered âah, fuck itâ was barely heard over the girlsâ giggling, and once Sam stood to pull his knitted jumper and shirt off, their cheers of delight rang out into the mountain air.
He was down to his boxers when the girls cheered him to keep going. He laughed and snapped the waistband teasingly.
âIâll take it off if you ladies join me. No need for me to be the only one here naked.â
Yasmin bit her lip in excitement, eyeing Samâs thumb as it played teasingly with the elastic of his waistband.
The material did nothing to hide his bulge, decadently large even without stirring.
âTit for tat, huh?â Yasmin asked with a smile.
âTit is exactly what heâs going for!â Jayda laughed freely, her usual reserve now gone with her inhibitions. Her eyes took in Samâs pointed look at her friend. âI donât blame him. I say it all the time, Yasmin, your boobs are to die for. Iâd swap for yours any day.â
Yasmin had large, perky breastsâcredit to her plastic surgeonâthat appeared artfully natural. She rolled her eyes in reply, staring at Jaydaâs naturally plump set.
âWhat for? I used a picture of yours as the example I wanted done by my surgeon. Yours are peak tits, and mine are literally designed off yours!â
Sam had sat at the edge of the spa, goosebumps covering his skin, but his legs dipped into the hot water as he listened to the back-and-forth chatter about whose boobs looked better.
âWell, letâs put this argument to rest then. Iâll be the one to decide who has the best tits and whether or not Yasminâs are a copy of yours.â
He said it in jest, but the girls were too far inebriated and caught up in their conversation for Yasmin to hesitate.
âLetâs do it! My boobs are on Dr. Reyeâs social media anyway.â
Jayda, though far more relaxed, shot her hands up in front of her with a chuckle. âCompare away, but Iâm not taking off my bikini top!â
Yasmin was already pulling at the string of her tiny black bikini, the knot behind her neck loosening. In a matter of seconds, she pulled it off and threw the wet scrap of material aside with a splat.
âWhat! Donât be shy! Sam, tell herâif she takes off her bikini so we can compare, youâll take your underwear off.â
Sam was staring at Yasminâs breasts. Larger than handfuls, teardrop-shaped with pointed nipplesâcredit to the frosty airâhe was mesmerized. Yasminâs hair was tied up in a pile on top of her head, baring her elegant neck and giving him a clear view of her smooth skin.
He spread his legs wider, just a touch, to give the stirring heâd begun to feel below some room.
âEarth to Sam!â Yasmin waved her hand, not the least bit embarrassed that he was staring at her chest. âTell her!â
Sam snapped out of his reverie and smirked over at Jayda, who was looking at them both with amusement. Jaydaâs eyes still held a hint of shynessâhe didnât blame her. He was essentially a stranger.
She tilted her chin up and crossed her arms over her chest, which only pushed her own breasts up and together in an impressive cleavage, before saying, âHe can compare perfectly well with my bikini on, though. Iâd feel soâŚI donât knowâŚexposed!â She looked directly at Sam and smiled cheekily. âI dare you to take your underwear off. Letâs see how you feel completely exposed.â
âHoney, Iâm just about naked already. And Iâm sitting out in the snowy airâIâm already exposed!â
Jayda shrugged a dainty shoulder. âI dare you.â
Sam smirked and leaned forward, elbows on his widened knees, moving closer to her. âI double dare you.â
Yasmin glided forward and sat next to Jayda. Since Jayda was facing Sam and had her body tilted toward him, Yasmin was essentially sitting behind her. She toyed with Jaydaâs red bikini but looked at Sam; both women had their eyes set on him.
âYou first, Sam. TitââYasmin bobbed up, her breasts rising above the water just enough for her nipples to be on display, before dipping back down under the bubblesââfor tat.â
Sam had no idea when he drove through the snowy mountain range that heâd end up stripping down to his birthday suit and comparing two womenâs breasts in a spa. He definitely didnât think this offer would ever fall into his hardening lap again, soâŚwhy the hell not?
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