Rebellion of beach divas

It is not possible to know for sure if the three best friends actually rushed to the sea so that they could have a real blood girls' party, or only because all three ladies were secretly brought up by some torturous, taboo feeling, bordering on visible aging?

The three-door car literally glided on the wide, bump-free, mirror-smooth asphalt of the double-lane highway. Since they couldn't agree on who would lead, they threw their names into a hat and all three drew. In the end, the choice fell on Kira, who was both dreamlike and exotic, and at the same time hated that she often had to fit into the deadly boring and predictable life of ordinary mothers with two children.

"Well, girls, are you ready?" What is taking so long?! Get your bikinis on and press on! Anyway, it's 40 degrees, and you can literally die now! - she couldn't wait for her two best friends to pack her belongings and her suitcase into the trunk of the car, she already hit the gas with screeching wheels, while Enrique Iglasias's voice blared from the CD player, and all three women felt more independent and maybe even freer than that. they will never be in their later life.

"Dear Kirám!" You promise that you won't drive like the old man and that you'll follow the traffic rules?! - quietly inquired a bombshell lady with two children, who - unlike her friends - seemed perfectly satisfied with her pitifully predictable, almost monotonous life, and she didn't miss anything, at most a few romantic interludes and some fine erotica. (but he would rarely have admitted this even to himself).

"Oh, that can't be true!" Kira was annoyed, clutching the steering wheel tightly. - What are you? An eighty-year-old granny or a rebellious chick?! - he turned back, risking hitting the other driver who was speeding a hundred and twenty in front of him.

"Honey!" If Berni thinks you should follow the rules, all he's saying is that he doesn't want anyone to get hurt! Petra, the third mother's friend, tried to help her friend.

"You too!" That's nice! I am facing conspirators! - he drew his individual conclusions, and then stepped on the gas pedal if only to let him feel the unbridled pounding of the horsepower under his butt.

Not long after, as they were driving along the highway at a robust, racing speed, a Porsche 911 Turbo Carrera swerved in front of them. It seemed that the young macho driver wanted to test Kira, which he did, as he deliberately increased his already 120 km/h speed, and they really cracked. Yes, but none of the macho alpha males particularly likes to lose to the opponent in a fierce competition, especially if the weaker one is not a prominent, sexy representative. That's why the Porsche driver sped up, until they noticed the hunting police car that was posted at one of the exits, seemingly harmlessly scouting potential speeders. Fortunately, Kira noticed in time to deliberately reduce the speed to a hundred and twenty, so most likely the police car with its sirens was not chasing them with squealing sound effects, but the two unlucky machos who thought they owned the world.

"Forgive me, but why was this necessary now?" I really screwed up! Berni was the first to use a nasty word.

"Aren't you scared, honey?" Or did your thong panties just get wet? Kira quipped.

"Kira!" That wasn't damn nice! We could even be in danger! - countered Petra, whose beautifully tanned face was already overcome by an ice-cold panic.

"She's a girl!" Now what the hell are you excited, huh?! You saw it! I sucked those two little salivating macho dicks well, and at least the cops didn't shut us down either! - he waved in the air as if nothing had happened.

- Even! You put us in danger on purpose! - declared Berni, so until the small apartment - which was booked for seven days and six nights -, he was not willing to say a single orphan word. Not so the other two girlfriends, who - apparently - couldn't stop talking.

"I want so much to meet muscular, hot guys on the beach!" Just so I know what it feels like to really want someone. Unfortunately, Pista and I have been taking a bit of a break in bed lately, and I'm afraid it's taking a toll on me more than it has on him. - confessed Petra honestly, with a little sadness in her voice.

- There you go! - stated Kira as she left the cars she thought were scammers one after the other. �" This is the negative, energy-sucking attitude that I don't want to hear about from now on! Let's enjoy life, girls, while we can, because if we keep preaching about how unhappy and depressed we are, we'll never have a good time in life. shiver in our skin! - with that he reached into his T-shirt and took off his bra as a sign of his rebellion.

The journey took about eight and a half hours before they arrived at the picturesque beach near the French-Italian border. Kira deliberately accelerated again, which made Berni feel sick again. Then, finally, they turned up on a hilly rise, where a nicely renovated apartment, probably made of wood, was decorated, and there was also a magnificent view of the Mediterranean Sea. Kira parked the car next to the house, and since she had the keys, she and her girlfriends took possession of the attractive little house. And the two girlfriends could hold and carry all their belongings together with their suitcases.

"Look at this, girls!" Amazingly beautiful! - he showed around the spacious living room, which was open to the designer kitchen following the American style, behind the counter of which there were about thirty or forty pans, and the small wooden terrace outside had a modern barbecue in addition to the lounge chairs, if anyone wanted to. he feels bad.

Kira refused to do anything. She already began to undress violently and impatiently until finally only her bikini remained on her, and without a word or speech she started whistling to the sandy beach. After all, the whole sea was rolling under the small hill. You could feel the salty air caressing the skin, bewitching.

"I think we could go too!" We'll unpack later! Petra suggested, and she also started, while Berni also disapproved of this kind of rush. You couldn't understand why they weren't willing to bring some kind of smaller system even on this vacation?

- Well! I'll give in, okay? Wait! I'm coming too! - with that, he broke off in a t-shirt and went after his girlfriends in fringed, fraying jeans.

All three of them settled on the snow-white sand, which over time became really hot. Now all three were justifiably annoyed that they could have at least brought some kind of parasol or a portable mat with them, since now they could burn themselves quite a bit by the sand. The first to go into the water to take a dip was Kira. Apparently, even a professional competitive swimmer could have envied his rhythmic pacing. One would hardly have believed that it was an energetic, sporty mother with two children! The second candidate was Petra, while Berni decided to lie down in the sun for the time being, because he wouldn't feel like bathing right now anyway.

In the meantime, they didn't even notice that the two machos appeared, who had a great time with their Porsches at the acceleration race in which I participated. Now both of them camped not far from the three girlfriends, and they really started to feast their greedy eyes on the three women. One of them stripped shirtless and flashed his perfectly athletic, muscular upper body and cubed stomach, thus deliberately provoking Berni, who was staying on the beach, almost without words.

- Hello! What's up? he approached her.

"Uh... hello..." Berni could barely swallow and spit in his first astonishment.

"Are you here with your girlfriends?" - he inquired further, while taking a close look at Berni's shapely limbs.

"Somehow, but they just went to bathe!" You can find them yourself in the sea! she replied in a style that leaves men completely cold. But his heart still betrayed him, because it began to hammer more and more violently and greedily. Her first thought was that, "this must not be fair, because what would such a top guy want from a mother of his kind?" Even the word insulted her femininity!”

"Don't you feel like taking a bath?" - the guy continued to ask, before the other man also appeared behind him and introduced himself:

"Hi, I'm Alexadro!" Welcome to paradise! - he cautiously held out his hand, and Berni shook it in disbelief. �" I know that you will think that you have an incredibly sexy figure and a very nice smile! - he admitted, which must have had the effect of novelty, because Berni did indeed smile sincerely. Her dear master hasn't complimented or courted her for who knows how long. It's as if, at least recently, the inclination for romance has worn off between them. So now it was especially good for her self-confidence to have someone acknowledge her sparkling femininity.

"Oh... well... thank you... that's... a nice gesture..." - the hell with it. He blushed again, like an overripe apple. Why does he always have to bring himself down?! This is incomprehensible.

The two macho men had already sat next to her in Turkish seats, and they deliberately moved a little closer instead, so if Berni felt like making eye contact or flirting, he could do so quite easily even without miles.

His other two girlfriends - it seemed - were really enjoying the play of the undulating waves on their bodies; they got up and fell down a dozen times. Petra even found a small, attractive shell and thought how nice it would be to make a beautiful necklace. Even so, they only came out of the water after half an hour, and min The two were shocked to see how well their shy and reserved girlfriend understood herself with the two machos.

"This surprise!" How about you?! Kira asked as if she was alive, then she wringed the salt water out of her shoulder-length hair. Petra did the same.

"Greetings to the beautiful ladies!" - both guys stood up and introduced themselves, so Berni didn't have to introduce them.

Kira was almost immediately overcome by the compulsion to flirt. He thought: why not! After all, no one can resist him, so first he deliberately started fluttering his eyelashes alternately, and later he positioned himself in such a way that he could show as much of his bombshell body as possible. Even Petra was really shocked at what her friend would do to keep the absolute and unconditional initiative.

"We would like to invite the lovely ladies to a party!" they both said. "Would I pick you up around seven o'clock in the evening, if that's okay?" they looked from one to the other.

The three women were really mesmerized by the sexy aura of the two athletic guys, so they couldn't even think of saying no. All three nodded in agreement.

"We accept the invitation!" We'll see you at seven in the evening! - declared Kira on behalf of the three of them, who really started to tingle every time one or the other guy laid eyes on her.

- This is great! See you at seven then! Until then, have a nice day! �" the two guys were already picking on it and immediately left the shore.

"What could they want?" - Petra thought.

"Oh, how can you be so nice, huh?" What do you think?! Can't you see they're coming at us? They invited you to the party because they hope to get a little extra pampering from us! Kira's eyes flashed eagerly.

- No! That's out of the question! I don't want this! Berni, who a few moments ago was still trying to behave in a friendly and direct manner, went into denial.

"Oh come on!" Nothing will go wrong here! I also have paprika srapey, shocker and viper. If anyone dares to lay a finger on us, of course, without our permission, I will have a word or two.

"You should be right!"

Evening fell quickly, so all three women began feverish preparations; they even went a little overboard with their make-up and the wearing of sexy, intentionally barely-covering, but revealing clothes, and by seven o'clock in the evening, the car of the two macho guys had already arrived at their house.

- How do I look? - they asked each other, and the answer was unanimously: Oh dear! You are breathtakingly beautiful!

The macho guy even brought flowers to all three women. This is a rare quality in this fast-paced, modern world. Then they got into the car, and the partying could follow. They went to a villa about twenty kilometers away, where the ball was actually held. Supermodels and businessmen represented themselves here in good numbers, and the whole place emanated the desire for fame and the pursuit of success.

The two men extended their arms to the three women, so they entered the villa with the swimming pool and palm trees together.

Kira and Petra immediately asked for a mojito cocktail, while Berni - for the time being - was content with orange juice, because he didn't want to get a bit drunk. However, as the hours passed awkwardly, he noticed that Kira and Petra had pinched him hard and then got wet, but they didn't mind. They even danced together, so Berni was left alone on the shore of the lighted pool, until a man in an expensive suit approached him, who had come alone for some reason, and who also had the feeling that he must be in love.

"Welcome... my dear lady..." he extended his hand and kissed the hand of the now quite surprised woman.

"I'm Eduárdó... Forgive me if I address you, but I felt that you looked very unhappy..." he searched for the words for a while.

"You hit that!" Don't be angry, but there are so many beautiful women here, why did you single me out?! - he asked immediately, getting to the point.

"Nothing is simpler than that!" I like intelligent women! You can get bored of beauty quickly anyway, right?! If intelligence could be conquered, perhaps there would be less conflict in this world. What do you think?! - he turned to him with interest and to gain his trust.

Berni has not heard from the mouths of many handsome and very attractive men that beauty is a kind of fleeting thing. He couldn't deny it. She was immediately intrigued by this particularly handsome man.

"Unfortunately, I feel that people have to thrive in an increasingly superficial and cynical world, and if they are emphatically honest and don't make true friends, they might end up completely alone." he declared. He spoke seriously, thoughtfully, and wisely, which made the other man think the same way. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out his smartphone, then scrolled with his finger, and after a few moments a cute little boy appeared on the screen with a soccer ball.

"Do you have children?" he inquired further.

"This is Marco!" he showed me his phone. "It's been five years recently, and my heart is full!" Unfortunately, he doesn't know yet what kind of world will he have to thrive in? �" you could feel the sorrow and the mixture of sadness in his voice. It's as if he's already disillusioned with the world.

"But he's trying to be a good father, isn't he?" �" now it was Bernin's turn to come forward. She found his honest answers very sympathetic and noticed that he blushed pleasantly almost every five minutes.

�" If I can, I try to spend every free moment with Marco, but I hate it so much that weekdays have become rushed and crowded. A person feels as if he is trapped in cages and has no freedom.

Berni knew exactly what he meant. Perhaps her marriage also struggled and ran aground because her husband increasingly distanced himself from her and sought the company of younger ladies. The boring, run-down everyday life poisoned first romance, then love, until finally only the love of her children remained.

�" I also have two daughters and I love them, but I often feel that they are much more experienced and more assertive than I was when they were. he answered. He may have felt that it was not necessary to make unnecessary excuses and excuses. You can talk freely with a friendly stranger. After all, who knows if they will meet again.

"If you don't mind me intruding, I'd like to know a lot more about you… and I thought we could continue this conversation…" He reached into his jacket again and pulled out a nice embossed business card with all of your contact information on it and the private phones as well. "How long will you and your girlfriends stay at the beach?"

"Just seven days and six nights!" - he felt his head start to spin. His complex thoughts buzzed at the same time. This situation was so human and yet heartfelt.

"I'm so glad to meet you!" �" another hand kiss followed, and then Eduárdó bowed elegantly and could only hope that he would at least see and talk to Berni one day.

Berni's two girlfriends came back from the party quite drunk, and - needless to say - Berni had to drive them home, because the two charming machos were no longer busy with them.

The next day, Kira and Petra woke up with severe, excruciating headaches, while Berni hardly slept at all that night. The meeting with Eduárdo was constantly on her mind, and the fact that she too would like to see him as soon as possible.