The Engagement Affair

Episode 8

“Look Oleg I’m trying my best.” Emelia screamed over the phone. “I told you he means nothing to me. I’m not going to marry him. Pure and simple.”
“Have you told your dad yet?”
“No. I want to give them some time to process the fact that I don’t like him.”
“Then how long do you want to take?”
“Look Oleg things aren’t as simple as that. If you were here things will be much easier for me. Everyone is on my case. My sister, my dad, the only person who seems to support me is my step mum.”
“Okay baby don’t cry. I’ll try see if I can come down before the end of the week.”
“I really miss lying in your arms. I need you here with me badly!!!”
“I miss you to. I’ll come out as soon as I can.”

Drinks on their table, they had been talking and laughing for about an hour. When not being a pain in the neck, Anastasja was quite the girl. A bit blunt and tomboyish, but aside those flaws she was actually a very nice girl.
She was entertaining them with another funny story when a girl with a big arse and obviously large fake boöbs spilling out walked past. She was having problems keeping her assets in her swimsuit and kept adjusting it to cover her bulges as she walked by. Nataniel couldn’t help but stare and he instinctively gawked at her jiggling arse as she walked by. The girls watched him closely as he turned his head and followed the girl’s movement.
“Do you like her, Nataniel?” Anastasja asked out of the blue. Like they both knew he was going to take a second look, both of them had been watching his face closely as he peered over his shoulder at the girl.
“No…not that…I…” He knew he was caught and was about to offer an explanation when Anastasja interrupted him.
“But you’re still looking at her arse.” She said. The girl disappeared up the beach, just beyond Leah’s back.
“No. Lemme explain. I…I was just wondering how comfortable she is with her…assets. I don’t do fat girls. In fact I don’t really like them.” He said defensively.
“She’s not that fat.” Leah said.
“She is fat to me. See, once a girl can’t comfortably put on a bikini but would rather a swimming suit, I consider her fat.”
“So you don’t like me right? You think I’m fat?” Leah blurted out, a wounded look on her face.
“No Leah, that’s different. You’re not fat.” Nataniel tried to defend himself.
“Then what am I?”
“You’re…curvy, not fat.”
Anastaja laughed. “She’s not only “curvy”. She’s busty and well-endowed too.” Leah glared at her, a funny look on her face.
“What about you? You’re not really a slouch yourself. Those poor boys you surf with must have problems keeping their hands to themselves with those floating devices you call your boöbs.”
“Really?” Anastasja replied dryly.
“Yeah.”
“You jealous I’m hogging all their attention?”
“Why would I be jealous?”
Anastasja scoffed and turned back to Nataniel.
“But your dislike for fat girls didn’t stop you from looking at her after she passed.” She insisted.
“Still doesn’t mean I like her.”
“Admit it. You like her.”
“I don’t. I prefer normal girls.” He said laughing nervously into his drink.
Anastasja guffawed. “Normal girls?! Pray tell – what’s your definition of normal girls?” A curious look appeared on her face. Leah was looking at him quietly as well but now with an amused smile too.
“Well…you and Leah are normal in my definition.” he said turning to look at Leah.
“But you just called me fat!!!”
“And I said you’re not fat – you’re…full bodied, curvy, voluptuous.”
“And me?” Anastasja asked.
“You too. You’re both beautiful ladies. Very sxy* too.” He responded. “If I can’t toss a girl around in bed, then she’s fat to me.” he added without thinking.
Anastasja laughed. “So you’re thinking of getting both of us “normal girls” in bed, right?” she fired at him. The look that immediately appeared on his face was priceless. He blushed scarlet.
“I….no…that’s not what I meant. What I mean is…” He stuttered a reply.
“Then what did you mean?” Leah asked. The girls both stared at him intently.
Nataniel held his tongue. He didn’t want to make it worse so he just smiled sheepishly. He took another sip of his drink as Anastasja turned to her friend.
“Men, right? Always thinking with their dìcks.” She turned back to Nataniel. “Don’t worry Nate, nice try. Since Leah and I are your definition of normal girls, we might just decide to fück you together one of these days.”
“Ana!!! He’s my cousin!!!” Leah yelled at her.
The discussion was becoming a bit embarrassing for Nataniel. Luckily for him a call came into his phone and bailed him out. He stood up. “Erm…excuse me ladies. I have to go now. I’ll see you both later.”
“Where’re you going?” Leah and Anastasja asked.
“Back to the office. I’m needed over there.”
“What for?”
“Restocking of supplies. Sofia just got back and she needs a hand.”
“Okay. Will you still come over to the hotel tonight?” asked Leah.
“I’ll try.” He gave them both quick kisses on the cheek and hurried off. Leah and Anastasja both watched him as he walked away. Leah looked at her friend, who had an amused look on her face as she watched Nataniel disappear up the beach.
“Anastasja, that wasn’t really nice of you. He’s my cousin for Christ’s sake!!”
“But you’d like to fück him, just like you’ve always wanted to since you both were kids, right?” Anastasja replied before turning to look at Leah.
“No!!!” Leah responded rather too quickly.
“Or maybe I’ll just go ahead myself.”
“I won’t forgive you if you do that!!”
“Okay. Why don’t we make it interesting then? You and I, together? Tag-team?” Anastasja said, looking at her friend dead in the eye.
“You’re kidding, right?” Leah replied. The twinkle in Anastasja’s eyes told Leah she meant it. All her friend had told her about her cousin had made Anastasja very curious about Nataniel, and their interactions so far since Leah had introduced them already made her begin to like him, so she just smiled back at her without a word.