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"Thank you." I blush, knowing I'd been caught staring at his tenting cock in those pants and I quickly recentered my eyes to look at him as0 I decide to focus on him saying I looked nice with my hair down. "I wear it down sometimes but it's so long and just gets in my way with things..." And I don't have anyone around to pull it while I'm being fucked from behind. That treacherous voice in my head spoke. I ignored it. Again. Deciding, again, to focus on what he been saying. In this case, his offer to change into swim trunks, I assumed. "O-Only if you feel like joining me for a swim! Th-That is...if it's okay if I...swim." I wanted to face palm at the way my highly distracted brain was wording things! I coulda just stopped at 'if it's okay' but no no...

Internally I groaned with such embarrassment. It seemed to be taking everything I had in me to not let my thoughts wonder to just how big his cock was and how it would feel if we... God, Liz! Get ahold of yourself! I mentally shouted. Turning redder as I blushed harder. My heart racing.
 
'I would love to see you wet,' is the direction my mind immediately went, but fortunately the phrase never made it to my lips.

"I don't know a man alive who doesn't like a woman with hair like yours."

As my eyes remained locked on Elizabeth's beauty, I hesitantly offered:

"When Sarah ordered that suit... God, I can't believe I'm telling you this... she ordered one for me, too. Do you want to see it?"

As my heart pounded and my mouth grew drier, once more, I waited for a reaction in the disgust department...
 
Still blushing, I blinked a little surprised. I hadn't been aware there was a male equivalent to this suit. My curiosity was peaked so I answered him. "Only if you feel comfortable enough with it. I honestly didn't know there was a version of this for guys."
 
I laughed.

"Trust me, there's always a version for guys. You just don't hear about such things because it's a much smaller niche than for women. Plus, most of your uber-macho types out there wouldn't have the balls to sport something equivalent to what you're wearing.

"The other thing is: who'd really want to see it? Then again, I've never been able to figure out what women see in men.

"Sarah only showed me what she'd ordered for me after it was all done and on its way. She assured me it'd only be for us."

I stood up. My having climbed onto my soapbox again calmed me somewhat - worked me up in other ways - but at least my erection had calmed down some, so my bulge wasn't quite so prominent as it would have been a couple minutes earlier.

"Oh, what the hell. If you can, I can."

I started toward the house but stopped when I was even with Elizabeth. "Promise me you won't laugh," I told her seriously.
 
Childishly, I did the motion of crossing my heart as I said, "I promise." I flashed a smile and gave his hand a squeeze before he headed inside. Once he was out of sight, I rubbed my hands on my arms then went to go and sit at the edge of the pool. Shivering as the cold water touched my skin as I dipped my feet in. The water going halfway up my legs. I moved my legs in the water, getting use to the temperature. Even scooping up some of the water to run the water along my arms. Cooling my skin from the warmth outside.
 
Elizabeth promised, but it was with amusement that I was now being self-conscious.

I hesitated, then headed inside.

Right next to where I'd gotten the suit Elizabeth had on hung one that had far less to it than the one I'd brought her.

I'd tried it on once before, when Sarah wasn't home. It was little more than a pouch with a couple strings leading off it. There was nothing in the back but another string. I'd felt really exposed wearing it. Even before I started to get hard, everything was clearly outlined.

Now, while I'm not hung like the proverbial equine, I'm well above average down below, with a good, heavy, low hanging set of balls to go with it. When I got hard, I really filled up that pouch. I was still contained, but barely. And when I said a bit ago that you could see everything when soft? I might as well have been naked when hard.

I couldn't believe I was going to model this. However, I had to keep reminding myself that Elizabeth had stuck her neck out - and a couple other things - and had tried on Sarah's suit...

I corrected myself. While my Sarah had, indeed, ordered the skimpy little thing, it had never touched her skin. Besides, Sarah was now gone. It was now Elizabeth's. She was welcome to it.

The thought of stepping outside in the thing was both terrifying and exhilarating. I'd taken care of myself as well as I was able. Sarah had gotten me into swimming with her at least two or three times a week, I tried to lift a little, so for a guy my age, while I wasn't ripped, neither did I sport what these days is called a "dad bod." There was a little definition where there ought to be, and for a guy my age, I realized: I had nothing to be ashamed of.

Stripping down, I looked at myself in the mirror on back of the door. Yeah, I could do better, but I could do one hell of a lot worse.

Picking up the tiny - if expensive - bit of cloth and string, I stepped into it, then pulled it up my legs. Tucking my balls and cock in with an erection was a trick, but I managed.

Determined not to be afraid or embarrassed, I took one more glance in the mirror, noted how my cock strained the fabric, then headed back outside, my heart pounding so hard I could almost hear it.

At the doorway, I announced, "Don't laugh or be appalled or anything. I can't help it."

I then took a deep breath, let it slowly out, then stepped out into the sunlight...
 
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I half turned at his voice in the door. "I wont laugh or judge. Can't help how the body reacts." I reasoned for him. Standing up, the water dripping down my legs from where they were submerged. I turned to face him as he stepped out and blushed brightly at what I saw. His suite did nothing to hide what he had. His body was well fit for a man of his age and his cock was well defined in that suit. My eyes trailed over inch of him. Taking him in. Biting my bottom lip as I with held a groan. A fantasy in my head. Would I be taken in the pool? Bent over a lounge chair? Or maybe I'd just be fucked on the pool deck floor after sucking his cock.

I quickly shook my head. My heart racing as my face turned a bright red. "Woah..." I finally muttered out instead of just staring with burning desire that I needed to reign in. "Definitely leaves little to the imagination."
 
Elizabeth was a good as her word. When she turned, she didn't laugh or anything. In fact, she appeared about as flabbergasted as I'd been when I first saw her. Her eyes scanned me over several times. It was probably my imagination, but she might have lingered at my cock more than once.

I wondered what was whirling through her brain. Surely it wasn't the same kinds of things that kept screaming into my mind's eye at the possibilities.

Fuck, it'd been so long since a woman had looked me over like that. I wanted desperately to step up closer and feel.my hard-on press against Elizabeth's body while my hands caressed the curves so nicely accented by the barely-there swimsuit.

Finally, she breathed, "Leaves so little to the imagination."

I finally noticed two new additions to the white patches that covered her ample tits.

Chuckling quietly, I pointed to her top. "Goes for both of us. As you already know: I can't say I dislike the view."

I walked toward Elizabeth. Yeah, I was nervous as fuck. I could hear and feel my pulse in my head.

I wasn't sure I could do what my body so ached to do, but there was no sense standing twenty feet away.

"Turn around," I told her, unable to avoid the shake in my voice.
 
As he pointed lut my stiff nipples, I crossed my arms over my breasts sub consciously as I let out a laugh. "Y-Yeah...I guess so." I chuckled. Gulping hard, I watched him walk towards me. My heart raced as I lowered my arms from my chest. Just barely hearing him tell me to turn around over the pounding of my own heart within my chest. Slowly exhaling with my nerves, I turned so my back was to him. Shaking ever so slightly with my nerves. "L-Like this?"
 
Up until I'd pointed it out, Elizabeth hadn't even realized the show she was putting on, but now it was pointed out, she was suddenly self-conscious.

However, when I started walking toward her, her attitude changed. Her arms dropped, and I think her nipples might have even gotten stiffer.

I wasn't sure what she was thinking, but I could guess what she was feeling, because the closer I got, the more I felt it, too.

I suspected I could have done anything I wanted when she obeyed my order. My god, how I wanted to just bend her over and shove my hard cock into her. It wasn't too much of a stretch to imagine she was wet enough.

Instead though, while every part of me shrieked in protest, I picked up her luxurious hair and began to braid it.

"If you're going to be swimming, it'll be better if your hair isn't all loose."

I couldn't believe myself. I wanted... no needed the release, and here I was, braiding her hair! Christ, I could be doing anything else, I had a pretty goid feeling there'd have been no protest, yet here I was...
 
I almost wanted to laugh. Here was the perfect chance, the perfect opening....and he was braiding my hair!? I closed my eyes for a moment, relaxed from him toying with my hair. His fingers ever so gently running through my hair, parting it and overlapping the strands as he formed the braid. What did you think would happen, Liz!? Geesh!! Get it together, girl. He's going to be your employer!! My head shrieked. Well, the rational part of it. I tried to calm my heart as it raced and pounded. Tried to rub my thighs again despite how wet and hot I felt with my desire.
 
I felt like a fucking fool. My fingers vibrated as I finished, making it that much harder to do it right. Still, eventually it was done...

The queue laid against Elizabeth's spine and reached to just below her shoulder blades. I couldn't help but reach out and place a hand at the start of it and slowly caress my way down until there was nothing left but bare skin beneath my palm.

I wanted so much to slide that hand around those curves and add the other, pull her tight to me and nuzzle my face in her neck...

A tiny whimper escaped involuntarily as I drew my hand away. A glance down revealed a dark spot where the tip of my cock strained the fabric of my miniscule G-string. I was too horny to care. Let her see the effect she had on me. That I was refraining from ravishing her to within an inch of her life was taking enough control that I gave not half a damn about propriety. .
 
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I shivered at his touch, my heart racing even more as I gave a shaky exhale. My eyes closed from his caressing touch. I whimpered, unable to help myself, as he withdrew his hand from my skin. I half turned towards him. Looking at him over my shoulder. My eyes roaming his body as I swallowed hard again. "Thank you...Dan."
 
When Elizabeth turned slightly and spoke, what I heard was "Kiss me, Dan."

I grabbed her hand, spun her around and pulled her tight against me as I shoved my lips against hers...
 
I gasped as he spun me to him. Pulling my body tightly into him as his lips swiftly claimed mine. I moaned, a shiver of excitement raced down my spine as I melted into him. Pressing my breasts into his chest as my hands ran up his arms. Clinging to him and wrapping around him as I parted my lips eagerly for him. His hard cock was pressed up against my stomach and I made a point to writhe against him just enough to rub my stomach against it.
 
There was no protest at my forwardness. If anything, Elizabeth moved in closer, her mouth eagerly taking mine. Whimpers of need escaped my throat as I thrust my tongue into her mouth...
 
I threw caution to the wind at this point. I didn't care that he would be my employer or that this could make things awkward. I'd had a shit week and I hadn't been laid in what felt like forever and here was this guy who clearly desired me! So as his tongue pushed into my mouth, I raked my hands down his chest for his cock. Cupping it and stroking it as my tongue rubbed against his, flicking and teasing it into a dance of sorts as I moaned needily.
 
Even though this was what my body screamed for, and even moreso, the promises of where it might lead, my rational mind started to pound on the door, trying to convince me this was a terrible, horrible idea.

It was just starting to win when I felt Elizabeth's hands on my body, down my naked torso. When her hand closed over my cock, I was lost to desire. I took her initiative as my cue to get my own involved.

One hand slid down to Elizabeth's round, perfect ass as the other went to a glorious breast. Then, an idea penetrated briefly, and I reached up and untied all the bows I could find.

Meanwhile, my lips and tongue didn't stop what they were doing at Elizabeth's mouth...
 
I could only stand there and blush as the strings were pulled from their bows and their knots. The swim suit dropping from my boy and leaving my exposed to him as we kissed. My tongue dancing against his as I shoved aside the patch of fabric and wrapped my hand back around his cock to resume stroking him. Moaning at the skin to skin contact as I took one of his hands and placed it at my bare breasts. Pressing needily into him.
 
It had been years since I'd been so horny. All I wanted was woman, and as much as I could get. Elizabeth's tits felt incredible. It'd been a long time since I'd felt young, firm breasts like hers. Her nipples dug into my palms as if they were made of something much harder than mere flesh.

I moaned loudly into her mouth when her fingers actually enveloped my bare cock.

After several maddening, glorious minutes of frantic fumbling at each other's body, I finally just backed away and picked Elizabeth completely off the ground. I carried her to a lounge chair and sat her on it, then urged her to lay back. When she was in position, I took position between her legs and buried my face into her pussy...
 
The moment his face in my pussy, tongue skillfully lapping at me as he ate me out, I was screaming and gushing with an orgasm. One of many I imagined was to come at this rate. My hands found his head as I squeezed my thighs against him. Both things holding him place against me as I arched into him. My hips rocking into him. "Dan....Oh fuck that feels so good!!" I moaned, gasping.
 
My god, it'd been so long since I'd tasted pussy. My tongue on a woman's cunt was one of my favorite things in the world. The smell, the taste, and especially the sounds and gyrations the owner of that pussy made. Elizabeth was cumming within only a minute or so of my tongue touching her. And when she came, she came buckets. It wasn't a squirt. Sarah had squirted a couple of times, and the amount of fluid seemed like gallons. Still Elizabeth's cum was copious and delectable. I was determined to lick her to at least one more cum before I got mine...
 
Dan showed no signs of stopping as he kept licking at me. His tongue pressing into my tight cunt to lick and tease my insides. Sometime alternating between eating me out to licking and sucking my clit before going back to my pussy. I just kept screaming and moaning his name. Bucking and grinding my hips into his tongue till I was seized with another orgasm. "DAN!!!" I screamed out, cumming hard and gushing for him.
 
When Elizabeth came next, she practically drowned me. I fucking loved it.

Emerging from her tasty slit, I sat up and said, "Fuck, but you have the most delicous pussy I've ever tasted."

Without waiting for a comment, I moved up and aimed my cock for the hole I'd just been licking...
 
I blushed as he emerged from eating me out and leaned his body over mine. Making me blush more as he commented on how my pussy was the most delicious he'd ever tasted. I almost wanted to retort with something about Sarah, but I didn't want to ruin the moment. Not that I had much of a chance, because as I arched my hips, I felt the head of his cock poised and aimed to enter me. That pushed any thoughts of Sarah from my mind as I instead whined needily for him. My hands clawing at his back as I wrapped my legs around him. "Dan..."
 
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