Priscilla kept up their conversation as she went into the bedroom to change, and Max virtuously avoided taking over the stool, which might have given him a peep at her body as she undressed. For all that, he saw with a rising interest that the bedroom's highly polished floor reflected her silhouette with considerable clarity. Down went the tight shorts as he watched with open mouth; off went the clinging sweater-blouse. Pris seemed to pause for a moment, rubbing her hands over her thighs and sex, before finishing her job. Max realized with chagrin that his prick had responded with indecent speed, and now strained in full rigidity against the front of his suit.

Did Pris give that suspicious-looking bulge a more than casual glance as she came back into the room? He couldn't be sure, but he leaped at the opportunity to freshen their drinks when she suggested that this might be in order.

"I'll go on down and check on the steaks," she told him. "Why don't you bring the drinks down?"

The respite gave Max a chance to concentrate on something other than feminine flesh. His prick sank back to its normal state of watchful waiting, and he went about the drink-mixing with a clearer conscience. Still, he couldn't keep his mind entirely off the enticing figure Pris had displayed. Her bone-white bikini was cut in a pattern much more daring than Jackie's; it seemed to consist only of several small triangles, strategically placed to hide – but also to call attention to – the critical parts of her lithe, athletic body. Yes, Hal Hudgins definitely had himself a good-looking woman in Priscilla; no doubt about that!

Max joined Hal and Jackie in the pool, swimming three or four laps before climbing out to sit on the side. And once the steaks sizzled on the grill, sending out aromas that tickled their taste buds, Pris dived in and splashed about for a time, then joined them on the edge. Max couldn't help but notice that the ultra-thin material of her bikini's halter molded her prominent nipples perfectly, outlining their shape in a way that set his pulse to pounding. Neither Hal nor Jackie appeared to notice, however, and he concentrated on other things.