When he finally got enough beer in him for courage, he had a comeback for his lack of catching fish. His response was, “I would probably catch more fish if I could concentrate on something other than what would happen if I pulled down those two zippers on your shorts at once. Would I get smacked, and would what would appear make it worth it? Might you be wearing them commando, making the sting of the smack not so bad?”
Lori, “Well to answer your second question first, I am commando-like you guys usually are but am not sure if I would smack you. It is a lame excuse for your lack of fishing skills though, as I am managing to catch fish while knowing that bulge in your shorts is likely a boner.”
Jim said, “I guess we are in a chicken or egg situation on what came first, my boner. Or maybe it was me seeing your shorts with double zippers for someone’s convenience? Then there is that top that is showing so much cleavage.”
They had been fishing and drinking for a while and Jim suggested they smoke another bowl, he was thinking that might get at least her top off, and who knows, maybe those shorts too. Jim knew how she gets on pot, she typically ends up hanging on Bill all horny like. Lori had a couple of doses of Molly in her shorts and was about to up the ante.
She felt that since she was alone with Jim, and not of her making, it was a sign. Maybe since she issued Bill a pass, she could at least suck Jim’s cock instead of just admiring it this time. She thought like that sometimes, especially when she smoked pot. This was her chance to do Molly with him and she told him she had it. He had never done it but knew how much it supposedly caused people to let their guard down. His only worry was that they would have to go back to the campsite stoned. She lied to him and told him it would be out of their systems by then when she knew they would just be on their way down.
He still hesitated, but he knew that it would probably lead to some kind of sex between them, and getting off is better than beating off, so he took it with her.
Lori had hesitated too, but only in her head, she knows herself, and though she has always had such good self-control. She knew she could not keep it while smoking and drinking. Lori also knew that Molly would probably cause her to lose control, but not feel guilty about it, at least while she was fucked up. The booze, pot, and Molly were bound to make her horny, and bolder, and deep down it was what she wanted.
They became pretty fucked up afterward, but so far were just mellow and were taking in some sun. Both wanted to do something to each other, but neither of them wanted to use something corny like the sunscreen come on, it was not their style.
It was time to suggest something to do, and Jim did that with two words “Let’s Swim.” As soon as the short answer, “Yes,” came back from her, he dropped his shorts and was already naked. She paused a moment to look at him, then dropped her top.
She paused again, and said, “Do you want to help me get naked with you? ‘Go ahead, pick a zipper”