Ben walked sleepily along the coast road, the morning sun bothering his bleary eyes. In spite of a shower and fresh clothes he was still only half-awake after a late Friday night, and here he was, going morning drinking with his girls.
"His girls." That's how he thought of them. Annie, Sarah and Sheena, friends since college and still in touch. They'd been inseparable back then, and now they were pushing thirty they didn't see each other as often as they liked, but they remained close. To be honest, that was how he liked it. It was... awkward being around them. They didn't seem to notice, but the three girls -- women, he mentally corrected himself, they weren't teenagers anymore -- they were all stunningly gorgeous. He'd had a crush on all three of them since he'd met them, but they'd never seen him as anything more than a good friend.
He didn't like terms like "friendzoned" - he wasn't a dickhead, he knew he wasn't entitled to anything -- but he wished that just one of them had seen him like he saw them. But he'd always been just "one of the girls" - Annie had actually used that phrase, unaware of how it stung. He'd been a skinny, gawky teen, and while he liked to think he'd aged up pretty well, he knew none of them saw him as anything other than the same little guy he'd been then.
He hadn't caught up with them the last time they'd been in town. He'd had a girlfriend then, and she was weird about him hanging out with his three gorgeous friends, which, on reflection, was probably fair enough. Eight months later they were down for a summer weekend catch-up, and he was single again. He'd caught up with Annie last night. The slim, beautiful brunette had taken him out clubbing -- never really his thing, but he'd go anywhere with her. In the occasional quiet moments when they could actually hear each other speak, they chatted about old times, about her career as a dancer, and about seeing Sheena and Sarah tomorrow for Bottomless Brunch.
That had been Sarah's idea. She'd always liked to eat, and liked to drink even more, although not as much as Annie, who had gotten absolutely hammered last night. Sarah had booked a private dining room at one of the fancy hotels on the front for a buffet brunch with, supposedly, as much Prosecco and cocktails as they could drink, although Ben thought the hotel might be underestimating how much the four of them could knock back. The term "bottomless" had sent the drunken Annie into paroxisms of laughter. She'd still been giggling when he wished her good night, when the club had kicked them out at three in the morning. She wanted to carry on partying, but he needed sleep if he was going to function at all the next day.
"OK," she'd said. "I'm going to find somewhere else."
"Just be careful, alright?" he'd said to her, concerned about how much she'd had to drink. "Look after yourself, and no going off with strange men, OK?"
"Who, me?" she laughed. He looked at her, in her tight black leggings and black crop-top under a short, sparkly jacket. There was no chance a man wouldn't make a bee-line for her now she was out on her own.
"Be sensible," he warned her, both concerned and a little pre-envious.
"OK boss," she said, and leaned forward to give him a hug, almost toppling over. He caught her and hugged her back, but as he released her, she landed a smooch on his lips.
"See you tomorrow!" she laughed, dashing off into the night.
"Today!" he called after her.
He'd watched her tight, pert arse retreat away, stunned by the kiss. It had been sloppy and obviously hadn't meant anything, but hell, it had made his night.
Now it was eleven, he'd had about five hours sleep but could have done with at least five more, and was having second thoughts about morning booze, although he could definitely nail the breakfast. He entered the hotel, made the front desk aware he was there, and in short order was shown to a small but terribly fancy dining room.
He was, of course, the first one there, keen to see his girls. He sat at the single dining table, slipped off his jacket onto the back of the chair, and slumped forward in his shirt and jeans. He wished he hadn't worn the jeans -- they were too tight, but his butt was his best feature and he kind of wanted the girls to know that. There was piping hot tea and coffee laid out; he reached for the tea, then thought better of it and opted for a black coffee with plenty of sugar to jolt himself awake.
The jolt he needed was provided when Sarah entered the room. She looked incredible. She'd always been curvy, and over the years had put on some weight, but it only made her look better. She wore a jacket over a sleek black dress, not caring about the bulges around her middle, proudly emphasising her huge but perfectly shaped backside. The dress was low-cut, showing off a good three-quarters of her gigantic breasts.
Ben tried to mentally quash the erection that was building in his pants, standing up as soon as he thought it was safe.
"Hey Sarah," he said, stepping over to her.
"Hey babe," she smiled, embracing him and kissing him gently on the cheek. Her huge tits pressed into his chest. He held onto her for a moment too long, not wanting to let her go.
"Sheena and Jo will be here soon," said Sarah as they separated.
"Jo?" he asked, confused, as they sat down, only then noticing there were five places set.
"Oh, didn't I mention?" she replied, slipping her jacket off and taking a seat. "Sheena's girlfriend. They've only been seeing each other a little while but she's really into her, so I thought it would be cool for her to come. You don't mind, do you?"
"Course not," he replied. Inwardly, he was a little put-out, but knew he couldn't really expect to have his girls all to himself. Plus, he wanted to see what sort of woman Sheena would go for. She'd been openly bi since they were at college, but he'd rarely actually seen her with anyone, male or female. He bet she was gorgeous.
As they helped themselves to more coffee, they made idle chat about their lives. Ben asked Sarah if she was seeing anyone.
"Nope, not for a while. Just Sheena I think."
"Yeah, Annie's single too. On the prowl last night."
"I bet," laughed Sarah. "Although, to be honest, I should do the same. It's been months since I had a good seeing-to."
Ben's cock twitched again. Sarah was always like this. If any of the girls knew how he felt, it was her. She was forever teasing him like that.
"Ugh, I know what you mean," he said.
"Don't tell me no one's after that nice little tush," smiled Sarah. Ben stared back at her, momentarily lost for words. "Oh, come on, you always wear tight trousers like that so you can show it off. Don't think I hadn't noticed."
"Oh, you can talk," he answered back, gesturing at her outfit.
"Fair point," she said, with a wink. "Seriously, though, what about that sexy thing you were seeing before? Kate?"
"Kat," he corrected. "She was a bit of a jealous type. Didn't work out."
"Jealous? How so?"
"Well, for one thing, she didn't like me meeting you girls. She thought you were all after me." Fat chance, he thought to himself.
"Women can always tell," smiled Sarah.
"What do you mean?"
"Ben, you're so oblivious. We all fancy you, you idiot. We always have done."
This news hit him like a drink thrown in the face.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah!"
"I don't believe you. Why did none of you say anything?"
"Well, because we were all friends. It was kind of an unspoken agreement -- you were off-limits. And you never asked any of us out, even though you obviously fancied us."
Ben wasn't sure what to say to this. Thankfully, the tension was broken when Sheena and her girlfriend walked in. Sheena was as stunning as ever. Dark chocolate skin, cropped black hair, she wore a sleek green dress and high heels which increased her already impressive height. Her curves weren't as prodigious as Sarah's, but she still had a hell of a pair of tits and a perfect round arse. Jo, in comparison, was more boyish, with short, naturally red hair, dressed in jeans and a loose checked shirt, the buttons of which were far enough apart to allow just a glimpse of her breasts.
They swapped all the necessary greetings and introductions. Sheena swept Ben up in a hug, her height pressing her tits right against his face. He rapidly sat down again before his dick made itself too obvious. To make matters worse, when Jo and Sarah hugged, the redhead gave the brunette's butt a cheeky squeeze.
Sheena noticed the look he gave them.
