2 comments/ 20892 views/ 3 favorites The Altercation Before Christmas By: YDB95 "Ohhhhhhhh, Neillllll...god, yes!" Darlene's pleasure was as sublime as the candlelight dancing on the walls of Neill's little room as she lay beneath him on his bed, enveloping him deep within her vagina as he pushed in gentle rhythm. Once again she was amazed at how easily a bit of tenderness and communication could make up for inexperience in bed. Scarcely a month and a half after he had given her his virginity, Neill seemed to have unlocked all the secrets of her own more experienced body. Where once she had raised eyebrows among her law school friends with the news that she was dating an undergrad, now she welcomed speculation at the coy amusement that always showed in her face if anyone commented on it anymore. If only they knew how adorably attentive Neill always was to her body and her needs! Perhaps Neill had become too skillful in bed, as Darlene's moans and screeches that morning were louder than ever yet. After what he estimated was her third orgasm, Neill felt compelled to slow down. "Aren't we being too loud?" he asked. "Consider it a compliment if I am, silly!" Darlene said, taking his head in her hands. "Yeah, but what if the guys hear? What if your brother hears?" "If the guys hear, they'll know you're a genius in bed. If Robbie hears, he'll be incredibly uncomfortable just like he used to make me feel!" Neill's face broke into a grin, as he had heard the story many times of how Darlene's younger brother -- his frat brother -- had sneaked a peek at her in the shower and made her life miserable for quite some time afterward. "Ah, now I see." "Now, feel free to make me sing opera if you think you can do it!" Darlene encouraged, raking her nails up and down his sides. Neill took up the challenge, and the muffled sounds of Darlene's joyful yelps were palpable in the hallway for several more minutes before they collapsed together in an exhausted embrace. "Shower time," Neill announced, and he made to climb off and pull out. "Oh no you don't!" Darlene said, clamping her legs shut on him; she intended to enjoy every last moment of his now-receding hardness inside her. Neill began to laugh, and Darlene soon joined him. "Oh, you just wanted me to grab at you like that, didn't you?" "Wouldn't you?" Neill protested. "Of course," Darlene admitted. After one final squeeze she let him go, and Neil sat up, but didn't get off the bed just yet. Instead he admired Darlene's body shamelessly in the candlelight, his eyes lingering as usual on her robust, wild, untrimmed bush. "God, you're beautiful," he said. "Thank you!" Darlene knew the novelty would wear off sooner or later, but for now she cherished the almost naïve admiration he had for her body, one of only three female bodies he'd ever seen. The other two, of course, belonged to Darlene's even bushier friends, Allie and Rayma, a matter that made get-togethers with them all the more interesting. But the bizarre way in which they had met hadn't hurt their relationship at all. If anything, it made intimacy all the more natural and easy for them both, since they had been able to skip over that awkward stage of wondering what each other looked like naked -- they already knew. At last Neill did stand up. "Right, we've both got studying to do, haven't we?" He flipped on the light and blew out the candle. "How romantic," Darlene added, also getting out of bed, though she didn't argue the point. It was finals week, after all. But at least there was a bit of fun left to be had before they both hit the books. "Are you ready for the shower walk?" she asked with a shy grin as she watched Neill pull on the beat-up old t-shirt and shorts he always wore to and from the shower. "Am I ever!" Neill agreed. "You know, Darlene, anytime you feel you're entitled to more privacy around here..." "I know, Neill, I know, but I really do enjoy it!" She did not, of course, need to remind him that nearly all his frat brothers had seen her stark naked back at Halloween anyway; it was, after all, how they had met. "Even with your brother?" Neill asked. "Especially with Robbie," Darlene reassured him. "You've heard about how uncomfortable he's made me feel about my body in the past. If I can use it now to make him uncomfortable, I'm never going to miss that chance!" As she explained herself, Darlene found her panties on the floor beside the bed and pulled them on. She deliberately twisted them a bit to one side to ensure that her big, untrimmed bush, the source of so much torment at her brother's hands in the past, would be peeking out. Once she was done, Darlene admired her handiwork in the mirror: sure enough, her lush, full triangle was making its presence wonderfully known around every edge of the thin cloth, which bulged against the thick dark hair just behind it. Behind her in the mirror, she saw Neill admiring the show, sporting a refreshed erection in his loose shorts. As usual, the sight made her slip into a comfortable laugh as she turned around and took him in her arms again. "That's soooo hot!" Neill said, returning the hug. "I'm such a lucky guy!" "And that's why I keep it natural," she teased. "It'll keep you coming back to me!" "And how!" Darlene pulled on one of Neill's other t-shirts. It was a bit small for her and it hugged her breasts, but that was all part of the show on what she and Neill called "the shower walk," on which they now embarked hand in hand. It was of course just a short walk down the hall to the bathroom. But in the masculine environs of the frat-house, Darlene's unorthodox natural beauty was a novelty, enhanced all the more by the memory of the show she and her friends had put on at Halloween. Knowing nearly all the guys in the house had seen her naked on that occasion, Darlene wasn't at all uncomfortable with the odd passerby in the hallway seeing her in her underwear now. Even some of the many guys who had been repulsed by the Halloween show had come to appreciate her casual comfort in their presence, and so most just smiled at her and enjoyed the fleeting view in agreeable silence. Such was the case with the two younger guys who were lounging outside their room on that afternoon: a quick glance upward and a "Hi, Darlene," in unison was their only reaction, and she happily returned it. She and Neill were nearly to the bathroom when they hit the jackpot: her brother, Robbie, stepped out of his room and found himself face to face with his barely-dressed sister. "Hi, Robbie!" she said with salacious cheerfulness that wasn't forced at all, knowing how frustrating her presence was to him. "Uh, hi," he said, forcing a smile and averting his eyes as best he could before making his escape down the hall. At the bathroom door, Neill called out, "Female entering!" He might just as well have said "Darlene entering," for none of the other guys' girlfriends ever had the guts to shower at the house. Receiving no response, he and Darlene stepped inside. As soon as they were alone, they both burst into laughter over the confrontation with Robbie. "God, that must drive him up the wall!" Neill said. "As well it should," Darlene replied as they pulled their clothes off and hung them on the wall with their towels. "I've told you how disrespectful he was of me when we were teenagers." "Right, he spied on you in the shower, wasn't it?" Neill asked. That was an easy story to remember just then, in the community shower at the far end of the bathroom. They had the five showerheads to themselves just then; Neill took Darlene in a quick hug before they turned the water on. "What a little asshole." "He certainly was, and then teasing me nonstop about me being hairy afterwards when I was such an insecure kid still myself," Darlene recalled as she turned on the tap. Neill took the spot next to hers and followed suit. "And our mother just couldn't believe her little boy would do such a thing, and besides I needed to get over myself anyway." "Well, you got the last laugh, didn't you? You got all the looks and the nice personality in the family!" Darlene laughed gratefully. "And I got you. Thank you, Neill." They were still chatting and soaping up when they heard the bathroom door swing open. It was Vincent, a senior and one of the few guys who hadn't been at the Halloween party, but Darlene's presence was no longer a novelty to him as they had seen each other in the shower several times by then. Neill had put out the word with the guys that this was fine with Darlene as long as they didn't touch her, and few of the guys had abused the privilege in any way. Certainly not Vincent, who had always proven himself to be the perfect gentleman. "Oh, hi, Darlene," he said casually as he peeled his robe off, enjoying the view but not pushing his luck. "How're you guys doing?" "Great, thanks," Darlene said, thrilling to the sight of Vincent's cock going stiff out of nowhere thanks to her. Returning the favor, she didn't stare at it. "Way behind on studying, but what else is new?" "Who ever isn't behind on studying in December?" Vincent said. "You've obviously never been to law school," Darlene reminded him. "This is true," Vincent conceded. "Can I count on you for a recommendation?" he added with a grin. Neill joined in with their laughter, showing no sign of jealousy as usual -- just one of many, many reasons why Darlene was ever so madly in love with him. She felt like taking him in a soapy hug just then, but there were some lines she still didn't care to cross. "So what do you lovebirds have in store for Christmas?" Vincent asked. "Christmas?" Neill asked in a nervous tone that gave away his complete lack of preparation for the occasion. "Oh, well, you know, I've got all sorts of surprises in store for Darlene...flying to Paris for dinner, and then off to the Caribbean for a moonlight swim, and you know..." "Nothing, huh?" Vincent grinned. "Yet!" Neill added. "Actually, Neill, I've been meaning to tell you," Darlene interrupted, saving him any further embarrassment. "My uncle has a cabin up in the Catskills and he's overseas this term, and he said we could invite some friends up there anytime we liked. So I've been thinking of inviting Allie and Rayma and all three of you guys on a romantic weekend getaway, to decompress after finals, if you're interested." "If I'm interested?" Neill asked incredulously. "Of course I am!" "Nice save, Darlene," Vincent said, shutting off the water. "Hope you both have a great time, then." "Thanks," they both said in unison as Vincent toweled off hastily and nodded his goodbye. Alone together again, Darlene and Neill embraced in the hot soapy water just before rinsing off. "I guess he's in a hurry to get somewhere," Darlene said as he shut off her tap. "That was an awfully quick shower." "Or he just wanted to jack off," Neill quipped. "Neill!" Darlene did her best to look disapproving. But privately she had expected the same, and she was delighted to think she had inspired as much. "So tell me more about this weekend at your uncle's," Neill said as he opened the bathroom door for Darlene; to both of their delight, Robbie was in his room with the door open and there was little doubt he overheard the request. "There isn't a whole lot to tell yet," Darlene said. "But it's a beautiful cabin, and we can invite the others tonight at dinner." "I'll look forward to that," Neill said. "But then I always do look forward to Saturday dinners, don't I?" Darlene laughed but otherwise didn't respond. There was no need to: she knew all too well how much Neill loved dinner with her and her law school friends every Saturday. Darlene loved it too, and for more or less the same reason. Ever since their Halloween prank, she, Allie and Rayma and their respective boyfriends shared the most intensely intimate of bonds. Though their Saturday gatherings were public and perfectly chaste, the recent memory of their wild adventure enabled them all to feel wonderfully uninhibited and at ease with one another as they felt in no other company. In keeping with Allie's oft-repeated slogan, Neill had taken to referring to them all as "the women who can't wear a bikini and the men who love them club". And their dinners together were never less than memorable. That evening was no exception. Neill was the first to arrive as usual, since he liked to stake out the round table near the window for the gang, and he had about twenty minutes to spend reading on his own in the waiting area, admiring the elaborate Christmas decorations adorning the lobby and doing his best to ignore the songs he was already sick to death of, and then at the table once the previous party was gone. Although he did try to focus on his studying while he waited for the others, his mind wandered again and again to the post-finals getaway and his delicious curiosity about just how intimate it would be. Probably quite so, from what he'd seen of Darlene and her friends. He was still daydreaming about what might be on its way when Rayma snapped him back to reality with a delightful hug. "Hey, kiddo!" she said, and Neill's heart leapt with the lovely sensation of her full breasts up against him and her fuzzy sweater tickling his face. "Hey, Rayma, Sam," he said to them both in turn, settling for a handshake with Sam. "How's it going Neill?" Sam asked. "Chilly," Neill replied as he watched his friends take their seats. "No kidding!" Rayma agreed. "I hate December. All this in-your-face holiday cheer and meanwhile the weather is miserable." "But Darlene tells us she's got plans for us to all have a cozy sendoff to Christmas," Sam said. "Ah, she told you already! Yeah, I just heard about it this morning myself," Neill said. "I don't really know any more than you do at the moment." "Yeah, we had a studygroup together this afternoon," Rayma said. "I guess her uncle's on sabbatical overseas, and the place is just sitting there. Perfect for the occasion, too, nice and quiet and peaceful and we can go sledding and play in the snow. And..." she lowered her voice and leaned in. "...there's a hot tub!" She burst into girlish laughter as Neill took in the wonderful news. "You see what you were getting into when you joined us in the shower that night, now huh?" Sam quipped. "And you, too, I guess," Neill agreed. "Someday I might even forgive you for approaching Darlene first," Rayma teased Sam. "And so might Neill, I suppose." "I didn't even know about that," Neill replied; he'd been a late arrival in the group shower that had followed their prank at the frat house. "Oh, it's nothing, really," Rayma said. "Just a little looking and touching between friends. I didn't mind, because even Darlene had told me Sam was obviously smitten with me." "And she was right," Sam said, slipping his arm around Rayma and cuddling her as best the chairs allowed. Allie and Scott arrived shortly afterward, with Darlene in tow. "God, it's frigid out there!" Allie announced, taking off her coat; as usual she was dressed to the nines in a lovely sweater and tailored pants. "I take it Darlene has shared the good news about next weekend, though?" Rayma asked. "Yes, just now," Scott confirmed. "I can feel that hot water already, can't you all?" An awkward but agreeable laugh ensued all around the table. "Going to be a long week looking forward to that, isn't it?" Sam commented. Sure enough, it was. But it was a busy week, too, and so no one had the time to let the wonderful anticipation turn to boredom. Friday afternoon did arrive soon enough, in any event. Since none of the gang owned a car, they pooled their resources to rent a minivan for the drive. The rental and driving duties fell to Allie; as the oldest of the three women, she was eligible for the lowest insurance rates. She pulled up outside Neill's fraternity house just after lunch on Friday, the last stop pickup before the trip. Darlene had the middle seat waiting for him; Rayma and Sam were cozy in the backseat while Scott rode shotgun beside Allie. "Hey, sweetie," Darlene welcomed him with a kiss as he shut and locked the sliding door. "Ready for the wilderness, Neill?" Allie called from the driver's seat as she pulled back into the traffic. "And how!" Neill replied. "Ready for the sledding and the cocoa and...erm, reading poetry?" He burst into laughs that quickly spread throughout the van. "Let's get it out of the way," Rayma proclaimed from behind Neill. "When we get up there, we're all going to be dying to jump in the hot tub together. Nothing to be ashamed of!" "Seconded!" agreed Scott. "Aw, rats," Neill said in mock-horror. "I've forgotten my swimming trunks!" Everyone laughed. Then Sam chimed in, "It's only fair that you don't wear them, Neill. I have it on good authority that all three of our girlfriends..." "Can't wear a bikini!" they all finished in unison, and there was more laughter. "Heaven only knows how I would ever explain to my mother how we all got to be friends," Allie mused out loud, still giggling. "Tell her we have a mutual interest in forestation rights," Sam quipped. "Or preserving natural wetlands!" Darlene chimed in. The racy commentary and the many laughs continued throughout the two hour-plus drive out of the city, out of the suburbs, out of the exurbs and through several small towns before they reached the rural route that marked the final leg of the trip. "This is back of beyond, all right, Darlene," Allie said as she turned onto the narrow road. "That's just what we always loved about it," Darlene said. "So peaceful and away from everything. You could even go skinnydipping in summer and no one would know." "No one but your brother," Neill added knowingly. "Well, yeah," Darlene admitted. "But it was different back then. Once upon a time he was a sweet little kid." "Speaking of which," Rayma asked. "Neill, what did he have to say about your going on this trip?" "We never discussed it," Neill said. "In fact, I didn't even see him all morning." "Probably just as well," Darlene said. No one disagreed, and a few minutes later they were parked outside the cabin. As they all got out and stretched their legs after the long drive, there was some small talk about whether to take the luggage inside now or later. "I vote later," Darlene said. "It's going to be cold in there now, so I say we go in and get a fire going in the fireplace, first thing." On that note, she fished the key out of her purse and stepped up to the door, only to find the door unlocked and a blast of hot dry air greeting her when it swung open. "What the..." Sam mumbled, as they all crowded around the doorway in surprise. Inside, they saw a roaring fire and a young woman -- younger than Neill, with the look and build of a high school cheerleader -- lounging on the couch. She was as surprised to see them as they were to see her, and she leapt up off the couch when she noticed the door was open. "Hey, excuse me!" she snapped. "This is a private cabin!" "I know," Darlene said, struggling to maintain her cool. "It's my uncle's cabin. Who are you?" "Oh!" the young woman looked relieved. "You must be Robbie's sister, then! I'm sorry, he didn't tell me you were also coming up for the weekend. Actually he didn't even tell me he had a sister. You know how men are, don't you?" Seeing now that Darlene had three male companions, she quickly added, "Present company excluded, of course! I'm Mandi." She shook hands with Darlene, who managed to keep her outrage under wraps, and then set eyes on Neill. "I know you...from Robbie's house, right?" "Yeah, I'm Neill. Is Robbie here?" One by one the friends stepped in; Rayma, the last, shut the door behind them. Despite the warmth, they all kept their coats on for the moment, uncertain as to what would happen next. The Altercation Before Christmas Mandi giggled. "He's in the bathroom. I think he's planning on some grand entrance for me, actually. Maybe I should tell him you're here..." "No, don't," Darlene said. "It'll be more fun if he doesn't know." The shock now having passed, she took off her coat. "Let's get comfortable," she told the others. "We're not going anywhere." The others followed her lead and waited for Robbie's appearance. They didn't have to wait long. Moments later a Tarzan-like yawp emanated from the kitchen, and Robbie bounded into the room, wearing crimson bikini briefs and nothing else. His bombastic yelp turned to a screech of embarrassment when he saw Darlene and her friends, and he grabbed up a blanket off the nearest chair to wrap himself in. "Jesus Christ, Darlene, ever hear of knocking?!" "Ever hear of wearing clothes in the living room?" Darlene shot back, keeping her cool. "Anybody could have come in here." "Right, like I was supposed to know you all would show up!" Still wrapped in the blanket and extremely little else, he added, "Do you mind?! The girls at least, can you turn around until I get some clothes on?" "Oh, the irony!" Darlene laughed, and the others joined in; they all knew the story of Robbie spying on her in the shower. "What's that supposed to mean?!" Robbie asked. "Yeah, why don't guys have a right to some privacy too?" Mandi asked; she was now perched uncomfortably on the couch. "Mandi, there are some things my brother obviously hasn't told you about his past," Darlene said. "Come on, that was an accident!" Robbie whined. "And I could tell her about your friends and their show on Halloween!" "Go ahead and tell them," Darlene said. "Yeah, we've got nothing to be ashamed of," Allie added. Darlene turned to Mandi. "I'm afraid you're going to have to share your romantic getaway with the six of us, Mandi. We don't mind, but I'd watch my back if I were you as far as Robbie is concerned. He never did learn how to treat a lady." "Bitches," Robbie mumbled under his breath as he retreated at last to the kitchen to put his clothes back on. "Have you and Robbie staked out either of the bedrooms yet?" Darlene asked. "No, I think he was planning on sleeping in the living room. Right by the fire. Alone with me," she added bitterly. "Then you can have the living room." Turning back to her friends, she explained, "There are two bedrooms. A big one with a double bed, and a smaller one with two bunk beds. I had planned on some lucky couple getting the living room and the other two having one each of the bedrooms, but it looks like we've got to share now. I'm sorry. Now how do we decide who gets the master bedroom?" "You and Neill take it," Allie said. "It is your cabin." "It's our uncle's cabin," corrected Robbie, as he returned fully clothed into the living room. "And we were here first." "Yes, but there are six of us and two of you, you little shit," Scott said. To Darlene's surprise -- and her admiration for Scott -- the threat worked. Robbie put his arm possessively around Mandi but did not argue the point any further. "I agree with Allie," Sam said, looking at Rayma to find she also concurred. "You guys take the master bedroom, we'll take the smaller one. Why don't we go ahead and move the luggage in now?" "That asshole must have overheard us talking about the cabin in the shower!" Darlene groused as soon as they were all outside again. "He probably took the bus up here this morning." "I'm sorry, Darlene," Neill said. "He still spies on you in the shower?" Allie asked, surprised. Darlene smiled through her irritation. "I guess we haven't told you about that...Neill's frat house has a communal shower, and we often shower together there. Sometimes other guys join us, I don't mind since, you know, most of them have already seen me naked...it's kind of naughty fun, I guess." "I'll say!" Rayma said. "Sounds really sweet, actually." "It is," Neill said. "It's a real treat for us." "You know," Allie said, "We could always treat Robbie in there to some of our intimacy. We know how well it worked on him last time, after all!" "If we play our cards right, maybe we can have the cabin to ourselves for most of the weekend after all," Scott suggested. "Oh, that's brilliant!" Rayma said. "If he wants a Christmas wonderland of love, let's give him one!" All eyes were on Darlene now. She didn't need but a moment to think about it. "I'd rather just kick him out right now, but this sounds like much more fun, doesn't it?" The hot tub was officially put on hold for the time being. With any luck, they concluded it might not even be necessary to run Robbie and Mandi off. In the event that it was, there was little doubt the delayed gratification would make the big event all the more enjoyable. Instead, after moving their suitcases indoors while Robbie and Mandi tried their best to ignore them, it was deemed the perfect time for sledding. "We have a stash of old lunch trays from the country club," Darlene explained to the others, who were by then gathered around the fire in the living room, making sure to deprive Robbie and Mandi of any privacy. "They're perfect for the kind of snow you get here. Mandi, want to join us?" Robbie attempted to decline for both of them, but Mandi was having none of that. "I love sledding!" she said, jumping up. "Come on, Robbie, let's join them!" "But...Mandi, you know, if they're out there, we'll have the living room to ourselves again!" "That's a class act, Robbie, announcing it in front of us all," Sam teased. "Like you don't know what we were about to do when you came in!" Robbie protested. "What we were about to do if I had let you!" Mandi reminded him. "I never told you I was ready for that!" Darlene couldn't help grinning. It couldn't have worked out better thus far if they had choreographed the whole thing. "Fine, go out then!" Robbie grumbled. "Maybe I'll fill up the hot tub for when you get back inside." "Thank you, Robbie, that'd be lovely!" Allie said. "We were thinking about that nice hot water all the way up here." "Not for you! For us!" "Robbie, that's rude!" Mandi protested. "They have as much right to it as we do! Besides, the more the merrier." Turning to the others, she added, "I hope you all don't mind, I'm a bit chubby for my bikini since it's winter. But it's the only suit I've got." "We don't mind at all," Rayma reassured her, managing to keep a straight face. The poor thing obviously had no idea that she would be the only one among them wearing a suit at all. Robbie, who had seen their show at Halloween, did not need long to figure that out. "Hey, wait a minute!" he said just as they were filing out through the kitchen to the back door. But they got Mandi outside a moment too late for Robbie to spill the beans, and they all shared a silent laugh at his expense as Darlene fished out the lunch trays from under the porch. The hill just beyond Darlene's uncle's property was untouched as of yet, since the local kids were still in school for another hour or so. And so after a few rough plows through the fluffy virgin snow, they soon had it packed and slick. No one bothered about the time as they enjoyed ride after ride down the hill, and Mandi got to know the others bit by bit on the climbs back up the hill. She proved to be a nice young lady, clearly unaware that Robbie had only invited her to the cabin in order to meddle in their plans for enjoying the Christmas season together, and it seemed a shame to them all that things might get unpleasant later on. But war must have its casualties, and it was just as well that she saw Robbie's true colors sooner rather than later. The first clue of the time appeared when a few local teenagers joined them on the slopes. Though they welcomed the newcomers to join them, it did put an end to the intimacy that had held sway up to that point. Neill was the first one to say what they were all thinking by then, when he finished his last climb and found Allie, Rayma and Sam sitting in the snow, making no move to join the queue for the next ride. "Ready to go in?" "And how!" Rayma agreed, standing up to brush the snow off her jeans. "My pants must be soaked, but I can barely even tell!" "I know!" Allie said. "Guys?" All the guys were ready as well, but Darlene and Mandi wanted one last run. On finishing it, they joined the others at the top of the hill and bid the local kids good afternoon, before trudging through the still-deep snow back to the cabin. "I could use that dip in the hot tub now!" Mandi said. "What do you all think?" "I'm all for it, but first things first," Darlene said. "Cocoa!" "God, yes!" Scott said so enthusiastically that Allie had to wonder for a moment if he even wanted to join them in the hot tub. He was always a bit shyer than the rest of them about these things. But she held her tongue -- hot chocolate did sound good. They found Robbie sacked out on the couch and the fire dying down. Rayma and Sam set about gathering more wood to rebuild the fire, while Allie fired up the kitchen stove and Darlene went looking for the cocoa in the pantry. Mandi, standing off to the side, looked surprised. "God, you all work so well together," she finally said. "It's not so unusual when you get older," Allie told her. "And when you realize there are guys out there who will do their share of the work now." "Robbie isn't one of them," Mandi said sadly. "We know," Sam deadpanned, and the others all stifled a laugh. Once the water was set to boil, it was time to fill the hot tub. "This way it'll be full and hot by the time we're ready for it," Darlene explained. "Come on, Neill, I'll show you how to set it up." The hot tub was in a tiny room behind the kitchen, and for all the rustic nature of the rest of the cabin, her uncle had sprung for the most modern of technology when it came to that room. "We set it to heat here," she explained, punching a few buttons, "And the water will start flowing in automatically once it's hot. We just need to keep an eye on it that it doesn't overflow, the computer does the rest." When they returned, Mandi was gone. "She went in the bathroom to change her clothes," Allie explained. "Speaking of which, I'm dying to get out of these wet jeans myself." "Think it'll be too big of a shock for her if we all just take our pants off now?" Scott asked, surprising all the others. "Probably, but isn't that kind of the point?" Rayma asked. Without further ado, she unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them down her cold legs. "Ah, that dry air feels wonderful already," she said as she struggled to kick the wet denim off her bare feet. On that promising recommendation, the others all followed suit; soon they were all pantless and trying not to laugh about the situation. "It's probably best that we ease her into this," Rayma said. "I volunteer." She stepped out to the living room, where the fire was now roaring again, and stood a few feet before it, facing away. As her panties were damp from sitting in the snow outside, she rolled up her sweater to expose them completely to the fire, also putting herself on display for anyone who came through the living room. As usual, her huge, thick bush -- bigger even than Allie's and Darlene's -- was making its presence known through the thin fabric of her floral-print panties, as well as peeking out on both sides; her treasure trail snaked upwards from the waistband to her navel, and she made no attempt to hide anything. Mandi emerged shortly after, in sweats and a t-shirt. She jumped a bit and averted her eyes when she saw Rayma. "Sorry!" she said. "It's okay, Mandi," Rayma said with a smile that wasn't forced at all; she had learned to love putting herself on display as Allie was so good at doing. "Nothing like a fire for warming up after all, and my jeans were too wet to let that happen." Now that she understood it was okay, Mandi's eyes were drawn to Rayma's barely-concealed pussy like a moth to a flame. "Wow, you're...very secure in yourself," she said. "I like that." "We're all friends here," Rayma reassured her. "And we're all fairly free spirited, too. Nothing to be ashamed of." At some point, the chitchat had awoken Robbie, and now he sat up and focused. Upon seeing Rayma and her state of undress, he jumped up and averted his eyes. "Christ, not again with that! Darlene, is this what you wanted?!" "Is what what I wanted?" Darlene asked innocently, emerging from the kitchen also in her panties, which naturally drove Robbie into further fits of disgust. "Well, who are we kidding, Darlene, of course it is!" Rayma said. "Nothing about a nice safe romantic weekend with our loved ones just before Christmas -- it's all about him!" "It always is, isn't it?" Darlene asked. "Sick!" Robbie grunted, turning away to look at the wall. "Robbie!" Mandi, of course, was no longer shocked to see Darlene and the others were "dressed" like Rayma. "That's horrible! So they're comfortable in their underwear, why should you care?" "Why indeed?" asked Scott, bringing a cup of the now-ready cocoa to Rayma. He had a second one in his hand which he offered to Mandi, who accepted. "Wow, you're right, Rayma, this does feel great!" "Just what we were all imagining on the trip up here," Allie agreed, carrying in a tray with the remaining mugs. Soon they were all settled around the fire, except for Robbie, who stood seething at the front window. With a triumphant glance at him, Allie continued. "Well, I propose a toast. Before we all take off for spending Christmas with our families and pretending to enjoy it, here's to peace and goodwill with the company we really do enjoy!" A chorus of "Hear hear!" followed, and they enjoyed their cocoa in easy silence -- until Mandi tried again to coax Robbie back to the fire. "Robbie, stop being such a baby! Come join us already!" "No thanks," he mumbled. "Let him be, Mandi," Darlene said. "When my brother's having a good sulk, it's no use trying to talk him out of it." "Fuck you, Darlene!" Robbie snapped. "Who asked you?" "I'm sorry," Mandi said to all the others. "I think he's just frustrated because he was expecting us to have the cabin to ourselves. Of course, he invited me up here back on Tuesday, so I guess there was plenty of time to check and see if you had plans here too, Darlene." The others all exchanged silent looks. So Robbie had arranged this just to spoil their getaway! But no one responded to Mandi; it wasn't her fault, after all. "The hot tub ought to be ready by now," Darlene said a few awkwardly quiet minutes later. Standing up, she gulped down the last of her cocoa and was off to check. "Shall we all change into our bathing attire, then?" Sam asked, unable to hide his smirk as he said it. "Oh, I've got mine on underneath," Mandi said. She pulled her t-shirt and sweats off to reveal a cute red bikini. "We all do, too," Allie quipped, and on that note the five of them all began removing their remaining clothes. "I hope you don't mind, Mandi, but the three of us won't be wearing bikinis," she continued. "That's right, we're the I-can't-wear-a-bikini club," said Rayma added, tossing her sweater aside and presenting her back to Sam for him to undo her bra. "And the men who love them!" added Scott, who had all his clothes off by then. He put an arm affectionately around Allie, who was also nude. Mandi stood, bewildered, at the center of the circle of bare flesh, her discomfort turning slowly to pleasure as she admired the taboo beauty before her. Between Rayma's comment and the view of her and Allie's big bushes, she suddenly put two and two together. "Oh my God, you're the gals who put on that show at Halloween, aren't you? At Robbie's frat house?" "That would be us, all right," Allie confirmed. With a last glance at Robbie, who was staring ragefully out at the front yard, she and Scott turned and headed into the kitchen; all the others followed. "Do I even want to know what he had to say about the show?" "Well, no," Mandi admitted. "But I thought it sounded awesome! All of you putting on a show of the natural look -- that takes guts! And I thought maybe it would make some guys open their eyes to natural beauty." "It did, with me," Neill said. Darlene greeted them in the tub's little room, having also undressed. "I see we haven't scared you off, Mandi," she said with a smile. "Welcome." "Thanks," Mandi said. "Listen, do you all want me to get naked too? I could, if you want..." "Up to you," Scott said. "We're fine if you do and fine if you don't," Rayma agreed. "Okay, thanks," Mandi said, and she kept her bikini on. As they all settled comfortably into the hot water, Mandi was overcome with curiosity. "So...if you don't mind my asking, how did you all find each other? I mean, it's not something you learn easily about even your closest friends, after all." After they all shared a good-natured laugh, Allie explained. "It began with a friend of mine from high school who used to give me a hard time about being hairier than she was. She hassled me about it one time too many and I decided to embrace it rather than fight it. And, I came to really love it, and to find there were plenty of men out there who did as well." At this, she gave Scott's leg an affectionate squeeze. "And Allie and I 'discovered' one another playing water polo at the pool," Darlene continued. "That's the one place where people like us can spot one another, I suppose." Then it was Rayma's turn. "I happened to be out for coffee with them one afternoon when we overheard a guy from Robbie's fraternity mouthing off about a woman he'd been out with who wasn't shaved, and he wasn't too happy about it. All three of us were pretty offended -- and Scott and Sam, too -- and one thing led to another." "And that's how the Halloween show happened?" Mandi asked. "You planned it all to get back at Robbie's frat brother?" "Not just him," Darlene said. "You see, Mandi, Robbie has a pretty ugly history with me too." "Shut up!" came a voice from the door, and they all turned to see Robbie standing in the doorway, still fully clothed. "Don't listen to her, Mandi! I love my sister. She just can't take a joke, is all." "A joke, Robbie?!" Darlene was livid, but knowing she was among her dearest friends and Robbie was on his own helped her keep her cool. "Mandi, your boyfriend here spied on me in the shower and then teased me about what a hairy, ugly freak of nature I was." "It was a joke!" Robbie insisted. "Brotherly affection, that's all! Besides, Mandi, she didn't tell you what she did to me afterward!" "That's right, I didn't," Darlene confirmed. "I asked him repeatedly to knock it off, but that only encouraged him. So I gave him a black eye." "Would've been my move, too, Robbie," Mandi said. "That's no way to treat your sister!" "And putting on a strip show for my fraternity is the way to treat your brother?" "We were just doing what they hired us to do, dear," Allie reminded him. "And some of us liked it," Neill added. "A lot!" On that note he turned and kissed Darlene passionately. "Wonderful," Robbie muttered. "But look, it's Christmas. Can't we forgive and forget?" "You're the one who's acting like such a baby," Rayma pointed out. "You're welcome to join us if you can get over yourself. But you've been acting totally revolted ever since we came in from sledding." "Right, just because I don't like hairy freak shows, I'm the problem here." Robbie was so frustrated he punched the door. "Don't be silly, dear," Darlene said. "You only came here in the first place to muck up our plans. You overheard me inviting Neill up that day in the shower. Just what is it with you never leaving me alone in the shower anyway?!" The Altercation Before Christmas "Is that true, Robbie?" Mandi stood up and glared at him. "You only invited me here to spoil their plans?!" His bluff called, Robbie stammered incoherently. "It is, isn't it?" "N-no, Mandi! I was hoping we could have some fun here, too! You know how you've been saving the big event for a special time, I figured this could be that time!" "When you knew the six of us would be here?" Allie asked skeptically. "I have as much right to be here as Darlene does!" Robbie whined. "He's right," Mandi admitted. "We were waiting for a special time, and I thought this would be it. But I promise, he never told me you all were gonna be here, never mind if that was why he invited me in the first place!" She then locked her eyes on Robbie and forced a smile, and she reached behind her and untied her bikini top. As it dropped into the hot water, she also slid her panties off, revealing a fully bare pussy. "Just like you prefer us, huh, Robbie?" she asked. "But this is the only time you're ever going to see it." She plopped down into the water without another word. No one made a sound for a moment. Finally, Sam piped up. "I think you'd better go, Robbie." "But merry Christmas!" Allie added with a shameless grin. "Or is that, 'hairy Christmas'?" Rayma added, and everyone including Mandi burst into laughter as Robbie gave the doorjamb one final, miserable kick and then retreated to the living room. Scott and Neill volunteered to get out of the tub and go keep an eye on Robbie in case he tried to make off with their luggage. While they were gone, Mandi once again felt the need to apologize. "I swear I didn't know about any of this," she said. "We know you didn't," Rayma reassured her. "And we also know what Robbie is like." "Thanks," Mandi said. She looked down at her body, and back up at them. "You've all been so welcoming here, but I have to admit I feel like kind of a misfit here!" she confessed. "No!" Allie reassured her. "There's no right or wrong way about this. Besides, Rayma and I used to go bare, too." "No kidding," Mandi said, looking back and forth at them both. "I know it's hard to believe," Rayma allowed with a naughty smile. "But it's true!" "So, you don't think I'm some sort of feminist failure here for liking how I look bare?" "Of course not!" Darlene said, and the others agreed, including Scott and Neill, who had returned just in time to hear Mandi's question. "As long as you're happy with it!" "I'd never go back," Rayma said. "But I don't blame any woman who would. It's such a personal thing, and it's no one else's business what you like." Mandi looked mollified. "I'm sorry to be crashing your party, but you know, I'm really glad I ended up here!"