SSC 2022: The Tease, Conclusion
Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2022 4:32 pm
THE TEASE
Part One
Victoria Culver was one of the hottest girls in The Branches.
The suburban neighborhood was aptly named, as the streets were a confusing mess for even those that lived there. It’s a wonder anyone found the pool amidst the never-ending twists and turns of streets branching off deeper and deeper into the suburbs from the main road. But Victoria had the route memorized. Once school was out for the summer, she spent nearly every day lounging by the water. Always in a bikini, always with her brunette hair dry and worn down with a gentle curl. Tanning was the priority, rather than swimming, so her long locks always looked perfect.
Victoria was pretty and popular, and quite the tease as well. With an innocent flair, she would ask boys to lotion her back, take a picture for her Instagram, and/or get her a water bottle from the concession stand. Those were the main three, and young Lucy Baker saw it day after day after day. The way Victoria would so demurely pull her hair aside and offer her smooth shoulders and back for a boy to lotion. The way she would hand her phone over with a soft smile and an ‘I can trust you, right?’ in regards to them not running off with it and/or snooping through the unlocked device. The way she would ask for a drink and offer to pay back however much the water cost, only for the guy fetching it to tell her not to worry about it.
She was just one of those attractive girls whose deep eyes and friendly demeanor could be wishfully interpreted as flirty by any guy she gave attention to, but was never overt enough for those teenage boys to know for sure. So they’d keep trying. It wasn’t even friend-zoning, as she was hardly friends with any of them. They were just neighborhood peers, and she was the hot girl who managed to stay in her lounge chair all day long without lifting a finger.
Victoria had to know what she was doing. Yet she never showed even a glimpse of a smirk, not even when one of her boys was walking away. It was a constant façade of sweet and innocent, layered on top of a bombshell of a body. And now that Victoria was a college girl, with one year of undergrad under her belt, it just made her all the more enticing to the high school boys who had already salivated over her plenty in previous years.
Lucy was sick of it.
At sixteen years old, the rising sophomore was there for all the right reasons. Lucy spent her summer vacations swimming and hanging out with her friends at the pool, rather than tanning alone, which is probably why she disliked Victoria so much. What kind of girl just goes to the pool alone for the express purpose of getting some sun? At least the other girls in the neighborhood who appreciated tanning came in small groups and got in the water once or twice somewhere along the way.
Not Victoria. And it’s not like she was shy or friendless. Anyone that pretty and outgoing was bound to have plenty of girlfriends, but those girls never seemed to get an invite to the pool.
Lucy had spent hours plotting against the girl. Not obsessively, but more in an idle brainstorming kind of way. At first, it was just a fleeting fantasy of somehow ruining Victoria’s day by dumping a bucket of ice on her, or ‘accidentally’ getting gum in her hair. But the more Lucy thought about it, often while glancing across the pool at Victoria in annoyance, the more she actually wanted to act on the impulses brought on by the amusing mental images.
After chatting and giggling with her girlfriends about possible ideas, from stupidly simple all the way to edgy villain levels of complicated, Lucy finally settled on a hybrid of the two. Her new summer mission was to expose Victoria for the world to see. Literally. Part of it was devious and required a huge risk on her part. The rest, however, was fairly straightforward. It’s difficult to be a tease when you’re buck naked, and Victoria’s impressive cleavage and tight bikini bottoms begged for attention anyway. Why not take away the mystery and show the boys everything?
It was a gamble, for sure. Lucy loved the water. And, after her friend Ellie moved away a year ago, Lucy and her friends no longer had a private pool available for cooling off and hanging out on those hot summer days. The public neighborhood one wasn’t quite the same, but it was still a good social way to combat the heat. But, until they lucked into another friend with a private pool in her backyard, it was the best they all had. So Lucy was risking her pool privileges with this, which would no doubt be taken away for the kind of trouble this might rain down on her. But that was only if she got caught.
Once the poolside think tank had shifted from brainstorming amongst girlfriends to some semblance of a real plan, all three of them got a little more nervous about actually following through. Lucy was brave enough and convincing enough to keep them on board, however, especially since she would be doing most of the heavy lifting. Since Victoria was at the pool pretty much every day, that made it easy to keep tabs on her. Fiona and May were on lookout duty; one with Lucy, one with Victoria.
One mildly illegal mission later, and all of Lucy’s pieces were at least on the board. Now she just had to be patient. Although Victoria didn’t know it, she was the one who would indirectly be deciding when to be stripped.
And, on whatever day it would be, Lucy was ready.
Part One
Victoria Culver was one of the hottest girls in The Branches.
The suburban neighborhood was aptly named, as the streets were a confusing mess for even those that lived there. It’s a wonder anyone found the pool amidst the never-ending twists and turns of streets branching off deeper and deeper into the suburbs from the main road. But Victoria had the route memorized. Once school was out for the summer, she spent nearly every day lounging by the water. Always in a bikini, always with her brunette hair dry and worn down with a gentle curl. Tanning was the priority, rather than swimming, so her long locks always looked perfect.
Victoria was pretty and popular, and quite the tease as well. With an innocent flair, she would ask boys to lotion her back, take a picture for her Instagram, and/or get her a water bottle from the concession stand. Those were the main three, and young Lucy Baker saw it day after day after day. The way Victoria would so demurely pull her hair aside and offer her smooth shoulders and back for a boy to lotion. The way she would hand her phone over with a soft smile and an ‘I can trust you, right?’ in regards to them not running off with it and/or snooping through the unlocked device. The way she would ask for a drink and offer to pay back however much the water cost, only for the guy fetching it to tell her not to worry about it.
She was just one of those attractive girls whose deep eyes and friendly demeanor could be wishfully interpreted as flirty by any guy she gave attention to, but was never overt enough for those teenage boys to know for sure. So they’d keep trying. It wasn’t even friend-zoning, as she was hardly friends with any of them. They were just neighborhood peers, and she was the hot girl who managed to stay in her lounge chair all day long without lifting a finger.
Victoria had to know what she was doing. Yet she never showed even a glimpse of a smirk, not even when one of her boys was walking away. It was a constant façade of sweet and innocent, layered on top of a bombshell of a body. And now that Victoria was a college girl, with one year of undergrad under her belt, it just made her all the more enticing to the high school boys who had already salivated over her plenty in previous years.
Lucy was sick of it.
At sixteen years old, the rising sophomore was there for all the right reasons. Lucy spent her summer vacations swimming and hanging out with her friends at the pool, rather than tanning alone, which is probably why she disliked Victoria so much. What kind of girl just goes to the pool alone for the express purpose of getting some sun? At least the other girls in the neighborhood who appreciated tanning came in small groups and got in the water once or twice somewhere along the way.
Not Victoria. And it’s not like she was shy or friendless. Anyone that pretty and outgoing was bound to have plenty of girlfriends, but those girls never seemed to get an invite to the pool.
Lucy had spent hours plotting against the girl. Not obsessively, but more in an idle brainstorming kind of way. At first, it was just a fleeting fantasy of somehow ruining Victoria’s day by dumping a bucket of ice on her, or ‘accidentally’ getting gum in her hair. But the more Lucy thought about it, often while glancing across the pool at Victoria in annoyance, the more she actually wanted to act on the impulses brought on by the amusing mental images.
After chatting and giggling with her girlfriends about possible ideas, from stupidly simple all the way to edgy villain levels of complicated, Lucy finally settled on a hybrid of the two. Her new summer mission was to expose Victoria for the world to see. Literally. Part of it was devious and required a huge risk on her part. The rest, however, was fairly straightforward. It’s difficult to be a tease when you’re buck naked, and Victoria’s impressive cleavage and tight bikini bottoms begged for attention anyway. Why not take away the mystery and show the boys everything?
It was a gamble, for sure. Lucy loved the water. And, after her friend Ellie moved away a year ago, Lucy and her friends no longer had a private pool available for cooling off and hanging out on those hot summer days. The public neighborhood one wasn’t quite the same, but it was still a good social way to combat the heat. But, until they lucked into another friend with a private pool in her backyard, it was the best they all had. So Lucy was risking her pool privileges with this, which would no doubt be taken away for the kind of trouble this might rain down on her. But that was only if she got caught.
Once the poolside think tank had shifted from brainstorming amongst girlfriends to some semblance of a real plan, all three of them got a little more nervous about actually following through. Lucy was brave enough and convincing enough to keep them on board, however, especially since she would be doing most of the heavy lifting. Since Victoria was at the pool pretty much every day, that made it easy to keep tabs on her. Fiona and May were on lookout duty; one with Lucy, one with Victoria.
One mildly illegal mission later, and all of Lucy’s pieces were at least on the board. Now she just had to be patient. Although Victoria didn’t know it, she was the one who would indirectly be deciding when to be stripped.
And, on whatever day it would be, Lucy was ready.