Little Hottie on Risa

Posted on Tue Jul 17th, 2018 @ 5:22pm by Ensign Emily Patterson & Peyton Patterson & Crewman Recruit Samantha O'Donnaghue Meran

1,275 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: [USS Ottawa] S1, E3: The True Way
Location: Main Resort
Timeline: 05/30/2394, 1200 Hours

Peyton had been given a small leash, to play on alone on Risa. He was strutting along when he noticed Sam, lounging on a beach chair. She was laying down in the chair. Clearly she was working on a tan. She was wearing sun glasses, brown swimsuit top and bottoms and a pair of shorts, just sitting on the ground next to her. She was clearly lathered up with sun tan lotion. "Wow, anyone tell you, that your hot?" He asked with a playful grin on his face. His tone was playful. Now that Carly was gone, was she going to be nice or blow him off again? To him this was a cat and mouse game. And with a body like that, he would gladly play it.

Sam sat up straight and pulled her sunglasses off. She looked to Peyton. "Yes they have, only one or two lived to tell the tale." She grinned. "Just kidding." She put her sunglasses back on. "You do know my brother is nearby. He is at the bar smoking. Gosh I hate that he does that. Why don't you join me. Have non alcoholic drink with me." She held up a bottle. "This one is great."

Peyton smiled. Thinking to himself, she did not slap him. This is a good sign. He could work with that. Now how to get the brother to like him, he wondered. "What is it?" Asked Peyton a little suspicious, but totally game for trying something new. He had been checking her out this whole time. He never noticed what a nice body she had, and it was taking every ounce of control, not to stare at her breast. He was not good at hiding the fact. But her ass and breast were two great assets.

She picked up her shorts and put them on. Then walked to a bucket full of ice and took out another bottle. "It's just sparkling cider, and trust me, no alcohol. I checked. This is Raspberry. Very nice, sweet and bubbly." She handed him the bottle and took up her own again and put on her lips.

Peyton watched her put the bottle to her lips. She was obviously baiting him. Maybe she was a flirt too? Peyton needed to play it cool. "Sweet and bubbly like you?" He asked trying to sound adorable to her. He was trying to feed her another small compliment.

"That's what that they say," She grinned. She took a few sips and swallowed. Then she sat back down. "You know, trying to be adorable and being adorable are two different things right." She smirked. "It's pretty obvious you are flirting with me, while trying to be cool. I can spot that a mile away. My dad used to take me to bars and pointed out all the guys like you. If you want go out with me, Peyton, you are going to have to work hard for it."

"You think you have me pegged, huh?" He asked, as he thought to himself. Challenge accepted. Now he wanted to win over her trust, just win the prize the victory of Sam. She made herself in his eyes become a pedastool, and now he wanted it. Part of him, wondered if she was manipulating him? Then he thought, who cares. She is hot!

"Like I said," she said with a grin, "You're pretty much an open book. You can't hide your feelings from me." She laid down on the lounge bed. "So, do you like the drink?"

"One glass would not hurt." He said with a big grin, as he took a seat next to her. "So what do you think of Risa?" Peyton, asked trying not to be predictable.

She poured him a glass and handed it to him. "Risa is great and relaxing. I love it here." She shrugged. "I have been here many times."

He grabbed the sun screen right next to her seat, and started to pour some in his hands. "Risa does bring a certain glow to you, he said, as he laid in the lounge chair next to her. He could not help but stare at her breast for a moment, before laying back in his chair. After a little sun bathing, you want hit the waves with me?" Asked Peyton, as he closed his eyes to allow the dual suns a chance to give him a tan. He started to rub some sunscreen on his body.

"Mister Patterson, you want drinks and fun," she grinned. "Feeling lucky, are we?"

"I guess you bring out the best in me, Sam." He said, as he continued to lay down on the lounge chair, with a huge smile on his face. "Ever since we met on that transport, I could tell that you were going to be a good friend. Can not blame me for having good taste in friends, can you?" He asked, as he laid back in his chair. He was curious how she was going to take in the rays of compliments, he was giving her.

Sam shrugged. "I am not sure yet what to blame you with. Let's just make a start and see where it goes." She took a sip from her drink and lay back down again.

"I like your style, Sam." Peyton said as he continued to lay back in the lawn chair, allowing the two risian suns to give him a tan. He laid back, thinking how peaceful this all ways. To be sitting in the lounge chair, hearing the ocean breeze as it crashed onto the shore. It was very soothing. And there was some faint music coming from the resort along with some faint voices chattering in the distant.

A COUPLE HOURS LATER

Peyton, felt a little warm. He sat up and reached for his drink, and slammed it down. Motioning to the stewards, he wanted another drink. "Still awake Sam? " Playfully asked Peyton, noticing her nice body laid out in the lounge chair. He might have been attracted more to Carly, but damn Sam, had a nice body.

Sam was still laying, sunglasses on. Without taking them off, she replied, "Stop drooling over my body. And yes, I am still awake. I figure I should keep an eye on you, you never know what you might do if I do happen to fall asleep." She grinned and got up. "You know, I am hungry and didn't had lunch yet. Do you want to go grab a bite?"

"Keep an eye on me, Sam, I never knew you cared so deeply for my well being." Peyton said with a playful teasing voice. Then he went on. "I am hungry too, lets get a bite. I assume we are still going powerboarding today." He asked, hoping she was still interested. He did not want to give her the satisfaction of telling her that he was drooling over her breast. He was a teenager he told himself. Your suppose to look, just not touch.

"Sure thing," Sam said, "but my tank needs a bit of fuel. How about some sandwiches?" She said. She wasn't going to reply to him to give him the satisfaction of a discussion. She rather let him believe he was getting the upper hand on her. Give the confidence of letting his guard slip.

"Alright lets go," he said with a grin, as they left to get a bite to eat. He was relieved that she was not resisting his adorable charm. He had no idea, that Sam was playing head games. He had no idea, that Sam was waiting for him to let his guard down.

 

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