“Hi guys,” Jeni said. “We’re your tour guides.” They had obviously been prepped because they knew our names, our positions and our schools, even down to the nicknames. We took off and they pointed out things around town, with Jeni doing most of the talking.
I have to say I didn’t hear a lot of it. I was staring two fine females with very little to cover them up. Their uniforms were two-piece, a little top that showed plenty of cleavage and left their tummies bare, and a tiny skirt about the length that figure skaters wear. The outfits were shiny white with red and gold trim and every time one of the girls moved to point something out, their little white shiny panties were exposed.
I wasn’t a virgin but I didn’t have a lot of experience. This display of cleavage and perfect tan thighs had me hard quickly. I could tell the brothers were taking it in as well.
We made it out of town and were headed to a little hill that would give us a view of the area. Jeni seemed quite comfortable snuggled between the two brothers. She rested her hands on their knees and when they did the same, she didn’t move a muscle. Cristina and I were smiling at each other and making small talk. When Jeni turned to one side to point out something, Terrell kept his hand on her leg and her motion brought his hand way up her thigh.