Beach Bungalow

It took them a couple of minutes to reach the beach and once there, Drew presented the secluded private beach for her perusal.

"Here we go. We've got privacy to the edge of the property on the right to all the way down to that large rock face on the left. This is all ours to use," Drew said as Laura stood beside him. The large rock face was at least five hundred metres away. He now owned all that land and had no intention of doing anything with it, essentially leaving it as a nature reserve.

"It's amazing. So, what you're really saying is we can go skinny dipping and no one will see us?" Laura asked rather casually.

"Uh, yeah. Something like that," Drew replied with a half a nod. "No one will see that's for sure."

"Have you been skinny dipping here before?" Laura asked genuinely but with an innocent tone.

"I have, but not for a while. Years," Drew replied nodding towards the water. Laura smiled and walked beside him as they made their way down the still warm sand.

"Why am I not surprised," Laura said happily while they strolled a little further. She watched the waves rolling in, some bigger ones whilst most were small. The surf here didn't seem to be too crazy like other beaches she had been to. "Well now that you have this you might be able to indulge every so often."

"True. I'll wait until I'm a bit more comfortable here before doing that," Drew said before the water rushed over their feet. They waded into the surf until they were waist deep and then sat down, enjoying the refreshing sensations the ocean provided.

Laura let out a large sigh and laid back in the water, trying to float a little while looking up at the sky. She then sat up, her hair all wet and matted to the back of her neck.

"This is so wonderful, so peaceful," Laura said again with a sigh. "I haven't felt this relaxed in a while. Thank you for bringing me here."

"You're very welcome," Drew said happy it had worked out. "Anytime you want to come, you let me know."

"Thanks," Laura said before they just bobbed around in the water for a while.

Time flew and before they knew it, the sun was setting, and it was time to head back. They rinsed the sand off under the old shower before heading inside and taking turns in the bathroom to shower with soap and get ready for bed. They finally settled in the lounge on two of the armchairs and were comfortable enough in each other's presence to enjoy the silence. It also allowed Laura to say what had been on her mind for a while.

"So, when are you going to ask Miranda out?" Laura asked playfully. It was a known secret that Drew had the hots for Miranda.

"Ah, well. Never," Drew replied flatly. He wanted to stay diplomatic but there was some emotion underneath it all. "She's... how would you say, unavailable."

"Unavailable?"

"Yeah, and anyway. I don't seem to have much luck with women. Six months seems to be the longest, unless you count Maryanne, which was long distance for a while. So, you know, better to just stay single I guess," Drew said knowing just how much Miranda meant to him. "What about you? When are we going to meet this mystery guy?"

She let out a small laugh at that one.

"Never. There is no mystery guy. You know what it's like. I'm twenty-seven and by now I would have thought the guys would have grown up a little, but no. They just want to score," Laura said again calmly but with a shrug. Then she decided to continue. "I'm not about to get a breast reduction just to get a nice guy. That's not how it works. I shouldn't have to do that."

"True, you shouldn't have to at all," Drew said supporting her whole heartedly. "Guys can be such jerks, can't they?"

Again, a small laugh.

"Yes, they can, especially the ones that see my boobs as a trophy. And, besides, I like my boobs," Laura said with a grin. She then laughed when Drew stumbled to say something. "Relax, Drew. It's okay to like my boobs. I don't mind, especially since you're not lewd about it."

"Really? I mean, okay, sure," Drew said with a sigh causing Laura to laugh again.

"Come on Drew, we've been friends forever. I'm comfortable around you and I'd like to think you are around me too. Sure, I've had my share of lewd comments and idiots who stare, but I don't let it get to me that way. Honestly, I'm probably one of the few women in the world that finds it flattering, alright? Especially when nice guys are involved," Laura said sweetly and with an air of playfulness. There was definitely a part of her that liked being admired by men, but she made sure to never let it go to her head. Drew nodded his agreement. "So just relax. Everything is okay. And remember, it's nice to know a girl can be herself around people. Okay?"

"Okay, got it," Drew said with a smile. "Don't mind me, just be yourself. I prefer that."

"Thanks," Laura said sweetly. "I mean it."

"No, thank you. I appreciate it," Drew said seeing Laura perk up a bit. "So, big day tomorrow. We should hit the sack and get some rest. What do you say?"

"That's a fine idea," Laura said as they got up from the chairs. She moved to him and gave him a quick hug before they headed for the bedroom. It was a gesture to tell him everything was alright. When she felt his arms around her, she knew he got the message loud and clear.

The rest of the weekend was spent working on the bungalow interspersed with trips to the beach to cool off. When Drew dropped her off on Sunday afternoon, they both had glowing tans and were tired but refreshed. Hopefully the next weekend would be just as productive.

Chapter 2

Now that Drew had the bungalow to focus on, the working week flew by with ease. The drive up on the Friday night that following week, had been enjoyable. Kurt sat in the front passenger seat with Drew driving, while the ladies sat in the back and played road trip games with them. Then the two women got to talking about a subject that the guys knew was not for them and stayed silent as the women talked.

"You still enjoying modelling?" Samantha asked quietly. "It's been a while since I did those shoots with you. Things changed much?"

"It's okay. Not a lot has changed, just a new younger crew coming up. I think I've got a couple of years left really. I'm thinking of what's next, you know?" Miranda replied succinctly.

"Have they said something? Is age the problem?" Samantha asked curiously.

"Yes and no. There's always pressures to look your best, I mean you're selling something that is to be shown in the best light, so it makes sense, but..." Samantha replied pausing a moment to find the right words. "I was with a female director. I say female because people automatically assume it's a male. Anyway, she was saying to us we should go and get our boobs done. The bigger the better as it will sell the specialty bras and swimwear. That stuff attracts an even bigger premium. I mean I'm a large C cup, and they're talking going to G cups, so you can see what I mean by size. But I digress. Anyway, there was a young girl there, nineteen years old, quite pretty, skinny but had a nice figure. She just nodded and asked where to find the surgeon as if it were no big deal. I was horrified."

Kurt looked at Drew and he didn't say a word. This was territory that was shady at best for a guy to get involved in. Still, it gave Drew a picture of the size difference between Miranda and Samantha. Samantha was smaller in the chest department, but Drew couldn't help but think about how gorgeous Miranda looked. Samantha's voice distracted him from that daydream thankfully.

"Oh my god, really?" Samantha asked in disbelief. "I take it she wasn't the brightest tool in the shed?"

Miranda laughed and shrugged.

"Everyone is looking for an edge. Some people are just gorgeous and don't need anything else. The rest need something. I guess she was just looking for that something," Miranda replied.

"That must be hard," Samantha said with a sigh knowing all too well how harsh the fashion industry was on women in particular. It was women's own fault too, given they were always trying to outdo and criticise one another.

"It can be. I don't want to have to get something done. To be told I need a nip or a tuck or a boob job. I want to be in control so that if I want to get something done, it's for that very fact. I want to, not have to," Miranda said firmly.

"I agree. You know, after I have kids I'd consider a boob job," Samantha said which Drew noticed made Kurt smirk.

"Same or we could be lucky bitches like Salma Hayek and have them grow permanently after pregnancy," Miranda said which Drew noticed made Kurt's eyebrows raise. He had to admit his did also, not realising Salma's breasts were all natural.

"Jesus," Kurt said which made the women in the back laugh. He looked to Drew for support, but he just shook his head.

"You like that, Kurty?" Samantha asked using her cute nickname for him. But he quickly recovered.

"No, I was just trying to not think about my sister's boobs," Kurt said which caused the ladies to laugh once again.

"I'm sure Drew doesn't mind though," Samantha said which earned her a slap on the arm from Miranda.

"Hey, leave me out of this. We're talking sports, tools and cars here," Drew said trying to concentrate on the driving and not on Miranda's chest.

"It's okay Drew, she's only teasing," Miranda said putting a hand on his shoulder from behind.

There was a little more banter before they made a rest stop and then settled in for the last hour of the trip. Soon they were at the bungalow and unpacking the car. Drew noticed Kurt staring at the old place. In it's day it would have been quite grand, with a different style of architecture than what they were used to nowadays. Large front windows, a large front door with stone entrance way, and angled roof that had that architect flair. Not to mention the wood weatherboard mixed in with stonework that gave the place a certain something they couldn't put their fingers on. Finally, they all made a move to the front door.

"Yeah, it is a bit run down, but nothing a few bits of wood and some paint won't fix," Kurt said surveying the outside of the bungalow.

"And some weeding and pruning," Samantha said looking at the overgrown yard. Some of it had already been cleared but there was a lot more to do.

"True, and I'm just adding it all to my list while doing little bits here and there. The most immediate things first," Drew said opening the front door and showing them inside.

"I still think it's lovely," Miranda said with her small overnight back on her shoulder. "This brings back memories."

They walked down the long hallway into the open plan kitchen, dining and lounge area which wasn't overly large but had a good view out the back of the bungalow towards the ocean. If only they could see through the overgrown plants that made up the large backyard. Kurt stopped in front of a few things Drew had left lying around from one of his last trips.

"What's the camera equipment for?" Kurt asked with a grin. Drew knew that grin.

"Ha ha, funny guy," Drew replied shaking his head. "I like taking photos of the place and I'm documenting the refurbishment. Sometimes I grab video of it and when I'm down at the ocean as well."

"And here I was thinking you were bringing some classy lady up here to film," Kurt said which earned him a swat from Samantha.

"Don't be crude," Samantha said with a half smiling, half serious look. Drew wasn't sure if she truly meant what she said.

"What? We could use it later," Kurt said with a mischievous grin which earned him another swat even if she was blushing.

"Hush!" Samantha said causing the Drew and Miranda to shake their heads and laugh. It was clear she was in on the joke.

"Let me show you to your rooms," Drew said motioning to the door that led to a small hallway where the rooms, bathroom and toilet were situated. "Pick a room, but this one is mine."

Drew pointed to the bedroom that was nearest the bathroom and closest to the back of the bungalow. It was slightly bigger and had a bigger window to the outside world.

"We'll take," Kurt said but Miranda cut in.

"I think you should take the room at the end," Miranda said which earned a giggle from Samantha. The smirk caused Drew to burst out laughing, knowing full well what she was implying. At least anyone on the street out the front would be entertained, since the room had a window overlooking the front yard. "I'll take the one in the middle."

"Yeah, true that's probably better for us," Kurt said with a nod and then the smirk grew. "Sam can get vocal."

Another swat of his arm and then a laugh.

"Hush!" Samantha said before she began giggling with Miranda.

Once they calmed down, it was clear Drew had to move this along.

"Alright kids, let's get unpacked, settle in and then we can hit the beach in the morning," Drew said politely.

They all disappeared into their respective rooms and got settled. They pottered around that evening, watching the sunset at the beach before heading to bed early. After about fifteen minutes of just hearing the waves crashing, the noises started coming from the other end of the bungalow. Drew was certain the neighbours could hear the chorus from Kurt and Samantha and after a little while he was able to nod off to sleep.

In the morning both Miranda and Drew gave each other knowing looks when Kurt and Samantha finally emerged. Samantha winked and smirked before sitting down to have breakfast. Kurt seemed oblivious and went about his day as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. With breakfast out of the way, they started clearing some of the yard and by late morning had decided to head to the beach to relax and cool off for a while.

Excitedly, all four of them went to get changed and were soon out on the back patio in their swimwear. Wearing a mix of hats and sunglasses, they all emerged in their swimming attire. Kurt was wearing a small pair of board shorts, that were larger than the ones Drew had on, and both were already shirtless with Kurt constantly flexing to try and impress Samantha. He was acting like a peacock trying to woo Samantha for reasons unknown. Perhaps there was something in the air. Miranda looked at Drew who was carrying some towels in his hands and shook her head at the display her brother was putting on. Drew simply shrugged and then placed the towels by the outdoor shower before they all headed down the rear path to the beach.

The guys let the ladies go first and Drew couldn't help but look. He was glad he was wearing sunglasses so he could stare at Miranda. The low rider thong bikini she was wearing really highlighted the rounded curve of her hips and beautiful ass. She had a thin waist, not ridiculously thin but she was lean and toned. The bikini top was also doing a good job of holding in her bust. How he wished it would give way at some point and expose her lovely chest.

To curb his growing desires Drew looked away and noticed Samantha was wearing a blue thong bikini that was sexier than the black one Miranda was wearing. It barely covered her down below and the boob tube top held her small breasts in with, what Drew was sure was some magical help. There was no way it could hold in those handfuls on its own, still he only had eyes for Miranda.

"We're going to do some sunbathing," Samantha said giving Kurt a look. They all knew what that meant. Topless.

"No worries. Me and my boy here are just going to swim if you don't mind?" Kurt said confidently.

"We don't. But do you?" Miranda asked undoing her bikini top and immediately seeing Kurt shift his gaze to his girlfriend. She simply giggled and then Samantha did the same. They were then both topless but wearing pasties covering their nipples.

"God, you big baby. It's not like we haven't done this before. They're just boobs," Samantha said as the two women giggled.

"That's my sister," Kurt said rather sheepishly.

"Come on Kurt, we're both wearing pasties. It's okay. I don't expect you to be thrilled because that would be weird, but at least you could be understanding. Half the world has them," Miranda said kindly. She didn't seem bothered by it at all and due to her modelling where she had to change in front of many people, it had made her comfortable with her body and lowered her inhibitions.

"We should just take the pasties off. The boys don't have to wear them," Samantha said with a shrug. "It's not like we're showing off our coochies."

"Jesus. Fine, do whatever. I don't care," Kurt said walking away in defeat. He walked into the water as the ladies giggled and removed their pasties.

"Drew, can you go make sure the big lug is okay?" Samantha asked with a grin. He simply put his hands up in surrender and nodded. "Thank you."

It almost left his mouth, but he held in his own 'thank you' now that he got to see Miranda topless. It had been a while since this had happened and he couldn't have been happier. Her breasts were firm and full, her nipples dark pink and lovely. He quickly turned, having burned the image of her breasts in his brain, and headed off to cool off in the ocean. The last thing he needed was to pitch a tent at the sight of four lovely breasts. It was going to take him a little bit to get used to it.

He caught up to Kurt and waded out with him into the water, away from the two women.

"You okay?" Drew asked as the waves lapped their thighs.

"Yeah. Just feels weird that my sister is topless, that's all," Kurt replied with another sigh.

"This isn't the first time, remember that. She's a grown woman, got a good head on her shoulders and you have to remember she does model, so it's no big deal. Plus, we've been around each other a lot and while I don't have a sister as such, not unless you count Sam, Laura or Amanda that way, I think we're all pretty comfortable with each other, don't you?" Drew asked looking at Kurt who looked troubled. Then he realised what it was about. What it was always about, Miranda. "Or is it more to do with me seeing your sister's boobs?"

Kurt looked at him sharply. He got his answer, given Kurt didn't seem too concerned about Drew seeing Samantha half naked. Not that it was the first time seeing her in such a way either and all those other times Kurt was almost proud of showing Samantha off. It was just this time it was different for some weird reason.

"You promised me," Kurt replied bluntly.

"Yeah, when we were fifteen. We're different now, all of us. We're older, wiser... Still, I can't control what your sister does. Neither can you," Drew said trying to keep the peace.

"I know, but she's still my little sister and I'm going to look out for her," Kurt said wading further in as the waves continued to roll in. "I don't want anyone hurting her, or using her in some sick way. And... I just don't want some douche-bag drooling over my sister. It's gross."

"I'm going to ignore that insult and just say, let's enjoy our time here, okay?" Drew said feeling like Kurt didn't understand how much Miranda meant to him as well. This constant idea that Drew wouldn't look after her or have her best interests at heart really bugged him. He could feel the frustration building.

"Look, that's not what I meant. I know you care for her, it's just... ah, never mind. It's fine," Kurt said dropping down into the water with the waves crashing over his shoulders.

That comment tipped Drew over the edge and decided he needed to diffuse his anger before it got the better of him.

"Okay, well I'm going to go look at what else needs fixing at the bungalow and get lunch ready. Enjoy your swim," Drew said walking out of the water back towards the ladies.

"Drew," Kurt said but he wouldn't stop.

"It's okay. Honest," Drew said waving his friend off and heading up the beach. He needed to be away from Kurt so he could clear his head. Miranda smiled at Drew, but it faded when he just half nodded and walked past. Drew was disappointed and would eventually get over it, he hoped. He didn't even look at Miranda in all her glory, he just went up the overgrown yard and to the house. It was clear to him how this weekend was going to turn out. In the beginning, he had hoped this wouldn't happen, but it was Kurt being his usual self and Drew wasn't sure why he thought it would be different this time.