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[Honey_B]

Kim

The girl's body had been torturing my thoughts all afternoon. I couldn't believe my luck when Gwen decided to put suntan oil on her breasts. I kept replaying the memory in my mind. Remembering over and over again how it looked as she rubbed those sweet, young tits with sun-warmed, glistening oil. Her nipples had become swollen with the subtle friction of her hand. If possible, the pinkened buds looked even more delectable. The girl was driving me crazy!

Suddenly, I became aware of the time. Even though I had completly lost my appetite (for food), I knew Gwen must be starving.

"Gwen, I've been very rude. Can I get you something to eat? You must be very hungry by now." When she nodded yes, I started getting up. The memory of Gwen's oil application was still going through my mind. I guess that's way my foot got caught in my lounge chair when I went to get up. I tripped and fell. Gwen was instantly at my side, helping me get up, asking if I was all right.

I was quite all right from the fall. It was just a stumble. But... OH MY GOD! The touch of her hands on my shoulders became pure fire. And I could smell her. The hours in the sun had given her a seductive musky scent. It mixed with the sweet smell of coconuts from the oil. I closed my eyes, wanting to lose myself in that smell... and her touch.

My eyes flew open. I shrugged her hands off my shoulders.
"Nnnnnooo, I'm fine," I studdered. Pure embarrassment and pure heat fought for control of my mind.

 

[missla]

Gwen

Mrs. Smith asked me about getting something to eat, and stood up to go inside - as she did, she tripped getting out of the chair, and fell to her kneew. I immediately jumped up and stooped down to help her up. "Are you OK?" I asked as I put my hands on her shoulders to help her. As I did, one of my nipples accidently brushed against her arm - I don't know if she felt it, but I sure did. I pulled back just enough so it lost contact with her, as she stood up. She said she was fine and headed toward the house to get our snack.

I sat back down and laid back as I watched her walk away. Her stumble had caused her suit to ride up her legs, and there was a bit of her ass had come out of each side, and I watched its sexy sway as she went inside. I closed my eyes from the sun, and thought about her, her checking me out, my breast up against her arm, and I was getting a little hot, and not just from the sun. I opened my eyes to make sure she was not back yet, and then ran my hands over my tits, pausing to quickly tease my nipples. I then ran my hands up and down my upper legs and thighs, and quickly ran my right hand over the front of my bikini bottom, and moved it away. I glanced toward the door, as I heard her starting to come out - I wondered if she had seen me..

 

[mmercury]

doug

"Man...Kim is going to be pissed. This is the third time this month now, Mike". I looked up at my boss with frustration and disapproval. Crunch time. Again, and as always, stuff that he needed done yesterday. "She was going to make lasagna tonight. Thats my favorite. And with Danny away at school, maybe a little 'fun stuff', too". I really hate leaving her alone like this so much, know what I mean?". I could tell that he didn't, and that he didn't give a rats ass, either. I had to stay until my reports were finished and on his desk, and that was that. "Man", I said to myself out loud after he'd gone back to his office. "No lasagna OR pussy.." and I picked up the phone and dialed home to give my sweet wife the bad news...

 

[Honey_B]

Kim

I roused myself from luxurating in the cold of the fridge and tried to think of something to fix Gwen. "A body like that, she probably want something light," I thought. I took a dozen vegetables out of the crisper; carrots, broccoli, bell peppers, and cucumbers. I sliced and diced, throwing the veggies on a tray. I rummaged in the fridge and pulled out a container of dip. Scooping the thick ranch out into a bowl, I briefly allowed myself to imagine licking the stuff off Gwen's tits. I shook my head to clear my mind. I added some fresh cokes and carried the tray out into the backyard.

I almost dropped the tray when I glimpsed the girl. She had her hand between her legs! "Was she stroking herself?" I asked myself. Instantaneously, her hand was out of her bikini bottoms. I wasn't sure about what I had just seen. Maybe I had imagined it. Gwen just sat there, apparently as cool as the cucumbers I was now holding.

Walking over to our chairs, I set the tray on a patio table. "I-I-I didn't know what you'd want so I brought some veggies and dip," I said. My eyes kept traveling to the spot where I had imagined her hand a few moments ago. Had I imagined it?

Just then the phone rang. "I'll let the maching get it," I told the girl as I busied myself with dipping a piece of broccoli in the dip and then into my mouth.

 

[Honey_B]

Oops!

Oops, sorry! Inadvertant post.

 

[mmercury]

Doug

"Damn...answering machine" I thought to myself as a mechanical version of Kim's voice asked me to leave a brief message. So, at the beep; "Hi hon, just me...I hate to do this to you again, but Mike has to have the Norwood proposal done for tomorrows meeting...that means low man on the totem pole's gotta' stay late tonight until it's finished. I know tonight was going to be special, but, I promise I'll make it up to you. Just as soon as we slow down around here. Okay, guess I'll see you when I get home...don't wait up...I love you..". Somehow I'd managed to get all of that out just before the machine beeped off. 'I wonder where Kim is?' I questioned myself. It wasn't like her to not be home in the middle of the afternoon, but certainly not unheard of. Pulling my chair in closer to the desk, I put on my glasses and dug in for the long night of work ahead...

 

[missla]

Gwen

Mrs. Smith brought the tray of snacks out and set them down, all the while looking at me - I think she did see where my hand was, but maybe not. We sat there and visited for a while, as we munched on the snacks, and it was very rare that her eyes left my body. As I was eating some of the dip, some fell off the carrot and landed right on one of my nipples. I took one of my fingers and scooped it off and put it in my mouth. This quick touch stiffened my nipple once again, and Mrs. Smith's eyes did not miss it. There was a bit of the dip still there so I moved my finger again to my nipple. My finger got the dip, but I continued to move my finger over and over my nipple until it was rock-hard. I glanced over at Mrs. Smith and could tell that her nipples were poking out against the fabric of her bathing suit. I put my finger in my mouth and slowly sucked off the remaining dip. As I looked over at her, I could tell I was driving her crazy.

I decided to move it a bit further -"Mrs. Smith, I sure wish my breasts were as big as yours - yours are so full - I would kill to have them." I think this shook her up since she stumbled over a reply. I continued teasing her as I ran my hands down my stomach and over my thighs and ran them back up again. I wanted to stop between my legs, but that would be a little too forward. (Wouldn't it???) She watched my every move, and I have to admit, I was enjoying every minute of it myself.

I glance over at my watch - oh my gosh, I was going to be late for work. I jumped up and pulled my halter back on - "Mrs. Smith, I have enjoyed this soooo much, but if I don't hurry I will be late for work." As I picked up my jeans, she asked if I wanted to come back over tommorow, since her husband would be at work and Daniel would be gone all day on a road trip with his buddies.

"I would love to, Mrs. Smith, " as I got my things together. I leaned over and gave her a hug "Thanks a lot - I will be here." As I turned away, I caught a glimpse of her cleavage - "You know, Mrs. Smith, like I said earlier, I still think you would look great in that two-piece suit." I grinned at her and waved as I walked out of the gate...

 

[mmercury]

Narrator

After the teen left, Kim found herself feeling disappointed and more than a little bit frustrated. What exactally had happened here today? Nothing to feel guilty about, really. The older woman had spent the day relaxing and talking with her son's girlfriend. So why DID she feel guilty?
Going inside the house she listened to the message Doug had left about an hour before. This new job of his was really taking it's toll on her. She wanted to be supportive, but she needed time and attention too. The attractive wife and mother went upstairs to the bedroom to get out of her swimsuit and into some sweats.
The image of beautiful Gwen wouldn't leave her mind. Tan, shapley, seemingly free and uninhibited. Fingers teasing her stiffened, pink nipples. Scooping dressing that looked much like a spatter of cum off of the inviting tip and into her succulent mouth. Curvey limbs slippery with oil and damp fabric nesteling into crooks and crevices. Piercing green eyes that seemed to say 'play with me' and that tossled shag of sun-drenched blonde hair. Even her feet were pretty, and that thought made Kim stop and think: she had just mentally devoured every inch of Gwen there was to be had. She tried to fight the need to think of the eighteen year old and pulled out a pair of panties....

 

[Honey_B]

Kim

I paced like an incensed tiger, back and forth across my bedroom. I couldn't get Gwen out of my mind. The shame didn't matter in comparison to the aching need that had been building all day. I flung off my sweats, practically ripping them at the seams. I fell upon my bed, my hand between my legs before I hit the covers.

I parted my legs and opened my throbbing pussy with desperate fingers. I felt separated from reality as I touched my clitoris, and the jolt of pleasure overrode any guilt or inhibition I was feeling. I thrust one finger into my wet sex and moaned with pleasure. Then I inserted another, then three. Finally, I had all four fingers buried in my quivering vagina, stretching its walls and completely filling me.

Thoughts of Gwen danced before my tightly shut eyes. I saw again her firm young body with her beautiful exposed breasts, her succulent ass.

A moan escaped my lips, then a powerful scream as my fingers danced furiously in my cunt. As I fucked myself with one hand, I rubbed my clit rapidly with the other. My slickened fingers urged my toward that cliff of supreme pleasure that had eluded me for so long. My fingers made squishy noises as they worked inside me, and nothing existed for me except my spasming vagina.

Finally, sanity returned and I pushed all thoughts of Gwen from my mind. I dressed feeling ashamed, but still looking forward to tomorrow.

 

[missla]

Gwen

I was sooo hot when I left, and not just from the sun. I was incredibly turned on from the day of laying around, watching Mrs. Smith watch me and me watch her. When I got home I jumped in the shower and ran my hands over my tan body as I washed. I spent extra time on my breast and nipples, teasing them like I had earlier in the day, imagining that Mrs. Smith had her eyes on them. After I couldn't get them any harder, my hands slowly moved down my stomach, lower and lower, until they reached my bare pussy. I ran my fingers over my lips, and then gently rubbed my clit. I slipped one finger inside, and felt the heat coming from within. It didn't take but a few strokes until I was coming, my eyes were closed, still thinking about Mrs. Smith. When I had calmed down, I wondered how hot it might get tommorow.

When I woke up the next morning, it was all I could do not to head right over to her house, but I waited around until it got to be time to go. I thought it might be nice for some margaritas today - I didn't know if she drank or not - so I brought all the necessary supplies. I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Smith soon answered. I had left my bikini top at her house the day before, so I was just wearing a tank top and shorts. Underneath the shorts I had put the pink thong back on, since Mrs. Smith seemed to enjoy it so much. When she answered the door, my nipples were already clearly visible, poking against the material of the tank top. "Hi, Mrs. Smith - are you ready for some fun in the sun? And look, I brought stuff to make us some margaritas."

 

[mmercury]

Doug

"Damn" I cursed outloud at the pair of flip-flops I stumbled over racing down the stairs. "What're these doing out, anyway??". I was extreemly late and taking it out on everything that was misfortunate enough to get in my way. I had even snapped at Kim for taking too long in the bathroom. As if my over-sleeping had been her fault.
Taking the turn at the bottom and heading for the front door, I was more than a little surprised to see Danny's girlfriend looking at me over Kim's shoulder. She seemed disappointed as I approached smiling; "Hi Gwen...Bye Gwen.." I spat quickly as I whizzed by taking a brief second to plant a halfhearted kiss on Kim's cheek. Hmmm...she felt flushed. Warm even.
Scooping up the morning paper which lay on the stoop at Gwen's feet, I smiled again at the young girl and this time she responded as I remembered her: warm, friendly, and respectful. 'I like her' I thought while running my eye's over her glorious figure. 'Danny is one lucky kid'.
Making it to the car I fumbled with my keys dropping my lunch in the process. "FUCK" I uttered softly, then looked towards the door to wave one more time to Kim. I felt bad for the way I'd spoken to her earlier. Gwen was just going inside and the door being pushed shut as I yelled "You girls have fun today..".
A few miles later heading up the expressway I thought how nice it was that Kim and Gwen were making an effort to get to know each other better....

 

[Honey_B]

As Doug left in an angry hurry, I cursed his stupid job for the millionth time. I had never seen him so stressed out and he hardly seemed like he was home, even when he was there.

My mood brightened as I saw that Gwen had arrived early, just like she had said.

"Hi, Mrs. Smith - are you ready for some fun in the sun? And look, I brought stuff to make us some margaritas," she said with a smile on her face.

"What a lovely girl," I thought trying not to think of all the other descriptors I would like to attach to that statement. I had vowed to myself that I would not let Gwen disturb me today. Obviously, she was just being herself yesterday, acting very comforable with her body. I had jumped to conclusions and my body had responded. Today I would act like Mrs. Smith, the mother of Gwen's boyfriend. No, I wasn't going to act like a wanton slut who creamed in her bathing suit at the sight of some young tits and ass.

One look at Gwen and I lost my resolve. I did indeed grow wet at the sight of her lovely body.

"Margaritas! Oh, my favorite!" I said with a sappy smile.

 

[missla]

Gwen

As Mrs. Smith let me in, Mr. Smith came running down the stairs - I think he was running late. He looked at me - "Oh hi Gwen - bye Gwen" and hustled out the door. As he pulled out of the driveway I said "I'll go make the margaritas," and went to the kitchen. Mrs Smith followed me and when we got to the kitchen, she tried to help, but I said "No, you have been so nice to me to let me come over and use the pool - you sit on that stool and let me do everything."

She smiled and did as she was told as I started mixing the margaritas. I put in an extra large portion of tequila, and went to the fridge for ice. I opened the freezer door and a shot of cold air hit me - wow, that felt good. I glanced down and noticed that my nipples had evidently enjoyed the cold air as well, as they were now standing proudly at attention. I kind of glanced over at Mrs. Smith and saw that she was intently watching me -I stood there for a moment more, and then closed the door and walked back over to the counter bar where I was making the drinks. Mrs. Smith's eyes never left my hard nipples, and when I got to the counter where she was sitting, I was only 3 or 4 feet away from her. I then took the tequila and poured another shot into the blender. Mrs. Smith asked "Didn't you already put in that?" I laughed and said "Yeah, but since it's so hot, I put in another one - you know, so the melted ice won't make them watery."

I finished blending the drinks and said "Let's go," and took the pitcher and glasses out to the patio. I sat them on the table and began to unbutton my shorts. I knew she was watching me, so I did it as slowly as I could. Before I pushed them down, I turned so my back was facing her - then I began to push them down, slowly so she could get a nice long look at my ass. I stepped out of them and turned around, and her eyes were right where I thought they would be. I grinned at her and said "You know, I forgot my top here yesterday," and pulled off my tank top and tossed it away, leaving me standing topless before her. I poured us both a margarita and leaned toward her so I could hand it to her. Her hand reached for the glass, but her eyes seemed to be focused on my breasts. I handed her the drink and sat down - "Now that's better, don't you think?"

She was still standing there in her cover- up. "By the way, Mrs. Smith, did you take my advice on the 2-piece suit?"

 

[Honey_B]

Kim

I took the offered drink and fought the impulse to slam it down. Instead, I took a tentative sip. It was strong, very strong. I'd have to be careful with these. This afternoon would take iron control on my part.

Gwen asked about a two piece. I had been trying to put off removing my cover-up. Last night, I had gone to the mall, thinking of nothing but Gwen.

It had taken forever to find a suit. Everything seemed so revealing! Finally, I just asked the salesgirl to help me. I was surprised when she suggested a slinky black and gold number. The top provided enough support for my larger breasts, but it revealed a lot of skin. The bottoms were cut so high that I felt practically naked even if my legs looked longer. I took the plunge and bought the bikini and I was wearing it today.

"Actually, yes. I picked this up last night," I said as I removed my cover-up. I tried not to look too embarressed as I asked, "What do you think?"

 

[missla]

Gwen

I watched as Mrs. Smith took off her cover-up and revealed that she had taken my advice and was wearing a 2-piece bikini, and she looked great in it. It revealed much more of her body, and man, did she have some tits!! Her top was kind of low cut, revealing her cleavage, and the upper portions of her breasts. The bottom was cut high on her hips, exposing her long legs to the fullest - she looked fantastic!

"Wow, Mrs. Smith, you look unbelievable in that suit. If we were at the beach, you would have every guy out there after you!" As she bent over to adjust her towel, her top allowed her breasts to gently sway a bit, and my eyes followed every movement. She sat down and laid back - "Now doesn't that suit feel better on you?"

I downed the rest of my drink and looked over at her and said "Bottoms up - time for another drink." She looked at me, unsure, but then finished off her drink in one long gulp. I stood up and took the pitcher and refilled my glass, and then hers. I sat back down and leaned my head back so I had a better angle to look at her - thank goodness for extra dark sunglasses! "Can life be any better, Mrs. Smith? A pool, sunshine, margaritas, and 2 hot chicks!" I laughed as I said it, and she nervously did as well.

"One thing about bikinis is you have to watch out that you don't burn." I took the sunscreen and squeezed some out on my chest. She was watching me intently like yesterday, so I decided to give her a show. I rubbed the lotion into my hands and then moved them down to my breasts. I took them in my hands and caressed them with the lotion. I glanced at her to make sure she had her eyes on me, and then took each of my nipples between my thumbs and index fingers and pinched them, making them very, very hard. She adjusted herself in her lounge chair and diverted her gaze, but I just knew she was still looking at me. I finished rubbing in the lotion and laid back, taking a long drink of my margarita, and looked over at her. The material of the new bikini was not as thick as her suit from yesterday, and I could tell that her nipples were poking against the material.

Between my hands on my tits, and seeing her nipples hard, I realized I was getting kind of hot. I would love to see her breasts, and with a couple of margaritas in me, I was getting primed to ask her just about anything. "Like I told you yesterday, Mrs. Smith, I would give anything to have your tits, er, breasts." She thanked me, and I think she blushed, and then I said "Hey, why don't you take off your top like me and let them get some sun - it's just us girls and there's no one else around." As soon as I said it, I said to myself "Uh-oh, maybe a bad move." But then I wondered, how would she respond - would she do it???

 

[mmercury]

Doug

All I could think of was the load of work I'd left waiting on my desk from last night. I'd vowed to make it in bright and early so as to have everything ready for Mike first thing, not counting on my exhaustion keeping me unconcious through the alarm.
I imagined Kim and Gwen going over old photo albums and laughing at pictures of Danny as a little guy, making jokes and having fun. Or perhaps just sitting by the pool sipping iced tea and talking about family and future. Dispite the problems we'd had, I knew Kim would 'talk me up" up to Gwen so she had a healthy view of our household. Who knew, maybe she'd even end up as our daughter-in-law someday. Whatever they were doing, I could be sure that Kim was being her usual sweet self and making Gwen feel right at home. I made a mental note to take her home some flowers just as Mike stormed in demanding his fucking reports...

 

[Honey_B]

Kim

My arousal seemed to pick up right where it left off last night. Gwen applied suntan lotion to her nipples. Her movements seemed even more erotic than yesterday. I was mesmorized. I had a much more difficult time dragging my eyes away. "As if it had been easy yesterday," I thought.

Gwen's compliments were going to my head just as much as the alcohol. I felt a sexually charged buzz. I couldn't help myself when she suggested my taking off my bikini top.

I said with more courage than I felt, "Sure, why not."

I reached behind my back and unhooked the closure.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I said under my breath as I undid the bow behind my neck. I let the top fall away from me. My heavy breasts tumbled free. The hot sun licked at the delicate white flesh. I couldn't believe how good it felt.

Nervously, I sipped my second drink, not daring to look at Gwen.

 

[missla]

Gwen

Mrs. Smith looked over at me and said "Why not?" I have to admit I was surprised, but my eyes never left her as I watched her reach around her back and unhook her top. She reached behind her neck and untied it, and then let the top of the suit fall into her lap, her big breasts finally released. Wow - they were unbelievable!!! They were indeed much larger than mine, a creamy white color (obviously with no sun) with nice, and hard, light brown nipples, and no sag at all. Her body could have easily passed for a girl in her twenties. She picked up her drink and took a long sip, and finally looked over at me, catching me staring.

"Mrs. Smith, your breasts are absolutely beautiful!!! I'm not saying you're old or anything, but I hope mine look as good as yours when I am your age. Of course, yours are much bigger, and they are so firm. Don't you feel better now that they are getting some sun?"

She smiled and thanked me before taking a big drink of her margarita. I tossed her the sunscreen and said "Now you don't want to get them burned - you better put on this sunscreen - and make sure you rub it in really good." She took some into her hand and began to put it on the top of her breasts. I looked over at her and said "Make sure you get it all over." She then began to rub it over the rest of her breasts and finally ran her fingers over her nipples. The immediately perked up, and I think she enjoyed that because her fingers were soon back to them. I intently watched her, and the more I watched, the more turned-on I was getting. I moved my legs slightly apart and moved my hand to my thigh and pretended to scratch my skin. I noticed that her eyes had dropped to watch her hands massage her breasts, so I took that opportunity to let my fingers give a quick rub to the front of my suit. It was quick, and I laid back in my chair. This was sooo hot and I needed some relief.

When she finished I stood up and downed the rest of my drink. I picked up the pitcher and leaned over to refill Mrs. Smith's glass. As I did, moisture from the pitcher dripped down, landing right on her left nipple. She jumped a little as I laughed and filled her glass. "Now Mrs. Smith, you are slacking on the margaritas - when I get out of the pool, I want you to be finished with that one - you need to catch up."

I turned and walked toward the pool, giving my ass an extra little sway - I knew she was watching it. I got to the edge of the pool and dove in, swimming to the other side. The cool water felt wonderful against my warm skin. I swam back across the pool, staying in the water and looking over at her. She took another big drink and more moisture dripped on her. She began to wipe it off of her tits, and it looked like her fingers spent a lot of time on them. I was loving watching her hands move over her tits, and I was definitely turned on. As I held on to the side of the pool with one hand, I let my other hand reach under the water until it reached the top of my suit. I slipped my hand down the front of my suit until I felt the smooth skin of my shaved pussy. My fingers spread the lips and I slipped one finger inside. Even though the water was cool I could feel the heat inside me. I moved my finger in and out, teasing my clit with the other. It didn't take many strokes until I was coming, my legs clamping arouond my hand - it was all I could do not to cry out. Mrs. Smith looked over at me and smiled, not knowing what was going on.

When I finally relaxed, I climbed out of the pool and walked back to my chair, my nipples nice and hard - was it from the water or from something else? I was still turned on - I thought, I've just got to touch her. I got an idea - I laid down on my stomach and said "Mrs. Smith, I can never get sunscreen on my back right - would you come rub some on me please???"

 

[mmercury]

Narrator

It was only 11 o'clock but the heat and humidity made it feel more like mid afternoon. Locusts hummed their song of pleasure at the unusually hot morning, while little else stirred with the exception of sweaty, rounded flesh. Birds weren't chirping, no children made sounds of play and there was no indication of any breeze. Just latent, intense heat. A heat that no mear breeze would relieve, nor would a simple dip in the pool. As the distance between the two generations of women narrowed, the sexual tension intensifyed; laying bare the urgent, desperate need that was smouldering deep inside. Like live wires, the two danced and darted, deadly sparks flying and threatening to consume them. The older wife and mother knew of the danger, but was willing to take her chances. Eighteen year old Gwen was simply fearless, and the the more dangerous the game became the hotter her pussy got. Skin against skin became electric...

 

[Honey_B]

Kim

I finished my next margarita just as Gwen had commanded me to. I had never been that much of a drinker and I was stunned at how quickly I complied to her wishes. It was as if the intense lust I was feeling was making me complient. I didn't understand it.

The alcohol had almost made me lose my self-consiousness about my naked breasts, my fingers on my nipples did the rest. I could not help but sigh and I spent an obscenely long time applying my sunscreen. It felt so good exposing myself to the teenage, finally.

When Gwen asked if I could apply some lotion to her back, I felt the same strange urge to do as she wished.

"Of course, Gwen dear. Turn around."

I moved closer to the girl, a little unsteadily. I took the offered bottle and empty a white splotch onto my palm. Leaning over from my chair was awkward, so I go up so that I could kneel behind her. I reached out my hands slowly, trying to prepare myself for the feel of her skin. It wasn't possible. Touching her back sent shivers down my own spine. I tried to appear normal as I massaged the lotion into her beautiful tawny skin. My face was so close... I wanted to kiss her, lick her, feel her heat with my lips.

"What is happening to you, Kim!" I screamed to myself. It must be the alcohol... it has to be.

I rubbed every inch of her back, from the delicate curve of her neck to the waistband of her bikini bottoms. I wanted it to go on forever, but I knew that I could not.

"I-I-I think that should do it, Gwen," I said quietly.

 

[missla]

Gwen

She surprised me at how quick she agreed to my request to apply sunscreen to my back. She got up from her chair, moving behind me - as she did, I watched her large breasts sway from side to side as she moved. I soon felt her hand on my back, rubbing in the lotion all over my back. Her hands felt so good - I wanted to turn over and let her rub it in to my front, too, but I controlled my urge and lay there, enjoying the feel of her hands. She worked her way down until she reached the waistband of my thong. "Please keep going, " I thought, but she stopped there and said she was finished.

"Mrs. Smith, before you stop, would you please put a little on my butt as well - I don't want it to get sunburned either." There was a bit of hesitation and I thought I had blown it, but then I felt the liquid drip onto my ass - then felt her hand tentatively begin to rub it in. Soon I felt her other hand on my other cheek, and she was soon rubbing both of them - talk about feeling gooood!! I was getting turned on again, and slowly I opened my legs a bit, hoping she might go lower, but she stopped, saying "That's good" and sat back down in her chair. I looked at her then, noticing that her nipples were hard as rocks. My mind was moving quickly as I said "That felt so good, Mrs. Smith - thanks. Now I need to repay you, so turn over and I will get your back."

She looked surprised when I said it, but then she took another drink of her margarita and slowly turned over. I stood up and moved over behind her. I poured out some of the sunscreen on her back, and moved both of my hands to her skin. It was so soft, and slippery, thanks to the liquid. I worked over her back and leaned up to do her neck. I leaned over her and one of my nipples inadvertantly touched her back - I wonder if she felt it? I moved down the sides of her back and let my fingers brush over the sides of her breasts, which were out from under her. She jumped a little, but soon relaxed again, and I ran my fingers over them again.

I then took a chance and began to rub the oil into her legs - she jumped again, but I said "As long as I'm back here I might as well get them too." She put her head back down as I rubbed the back of her thighs. I moved my hands inside her legs and gently moved them a little farther apart - "Don't want to miss a spot," and rubbed into them. I moved higher with my hands until I was almost to her suit bottom - I wanted to just rip it to the side, but I again controlled myself - I could, however, seem to feel the heat coming from her. I moved my hands back to her legs and moved them up toward her ass. My fingers brushed the edge of her suit, and when she didn't twitch, I let my fingers slip slightly under the edge of the material - wow, her ass was soft and hot. After a few strokes, I moved up to her back and ran my hands down her sides again to softly stroke the sides of her tits. I dipped a little lower than before, and wanted to just let them move totally under her to get to her nipples, but resisted - for the time being. My hands slightly squeezed the sides of her breasts, and then I stood up and said "Well how was that?"

 

[Honey_B]

When Gwen asked me, "Well how was that?" I groaned. I couldn't help it. The feel of the young girl's hands all over my body was maddening because I knew she couldn't possibly mean anything sexual by it. I never wanted it to end though. The feeling of her hands as she first teased my ass and then my breasts. White hot frustration made my feel as if I was losing my mind. Gwen had just been returning the favor. She had barely touched my ass while I had practically been salivating over hers as I rubbed lotion into every pore of her sweet behind.

I covered up the groan as best I could with a complaint about the heat. Who was I kinding? My body was going to give me away. The crotch of my new suit was drenched. My nipples were straining with naked need. I clinched my hands into fists to avoid reaching between my legs and parting my lips...

"I'm going for a swim," I said much to emphatically. I got up unsteadily, my whole body aware of Gwen. The cool water hit me like a slap and I felt my head clear. Until I surfaced that is.

Gwen was entering the water!

 

[mmercury]

Doug

For whatever reason, I just couldn't keep my focus. Instead of staring at data on the screen of my laptop, my eyes kept wandering over to the picture of Kim that i kept on my desk. It was taken soon after we were married; our first house at a backyard cookout. Danny was playing in the far background. He was only 3 or 4.
Kim looked absolutely fantastic. Her shirt was tied in that sexy way girls do under her beautiful tits, showing her deliciously deep belly button. Short shorts were the rage back then, and they tugged tightly into the 'v' of her crotch while showing off her magnificient legs. She'd put on just a few pounds since then, but still looked great. Deep in daydream, I quickly realized I had a raging hard on.
In the office alone, I indulged myself a few discrete rubs through the fabric of my trousers; it had been much too long since Kim and I had 'made love', and even longer since we'd 'fucked'. I had given up trying to make things different and interesting in the bedroom, since Kim made it quite clear she had no interest. No role play, no anal, no bondage games. Vanilla seemed to be how she liked it.
Another couple of lingering strokes along my shaft and I decided I'd better try to concentrate on my work. I averted my eyes from the photo image of my darling wife smiling brightly, her arms around me in a loving embrace...

 

[missla]

Gwen

I think Mrs. smith had really gotten hot and she wasn't the only one. My nipples were throbbing and I knew I was soaked between my legs. She announced she was going for a swim and dove in - i had to follow her. I was coming down the steps when she resurfaced and I think I startled her. "Oh, this water feels great, Mrs. Smith - it was getting kind of hot, don't you think?" I walked over to her until I was standing in front of her. We were almost up to our necks in water, and as I looked into the water, I could see her full breasts bobbing in the water, her nipples sticking out farther than I had ever seen. "I've got to get all wet, " I said and lowered my head down until it was below the water. I opened my eyes and saw her nipples pointing right at me - I wanted to take one into my mouth, but I decided to wait since I wasn't sure if she would freak out or something. As I stood up, I got a little too close to her (unplanned?) and my breasts brushed against hers as I stood up. Our nipples bounced against each other, and I did back away a bit.

I looked at her and said "Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Smith - I didn't realize I was so close to you." I hesitated a second and then said "You know, it did feel kind of nice, didn't you think so?" Before she could answer, I heard her patio clock sound the time - damn, I was going to be late for work again. I wanted to stay with her so bad, but I also needed my job.

I jumped up - "Mrs. Smith, I've got to go - I'm going to be late for work again. I really, really wish I could stay - hey, tomorrow I am off work the whole day - do you want me to come over then - I could stay a lot longer." She nodded and said "Yes, let's make a day of it. I got out and slipped on my shirt and picked up my things - "Bye, Mrs. Smith, see you tomorrow."

I got to my car, started it, and immediately stuck my hand in my suit - I was so wet, and not just from the pool. Just a few quick rubs and I was coming onto my fingers - oh, it felt so good! I know I would not be able to concentrate at work today - I can't wait til tomorrow....

 

[mmercury]

Narrator

Kim and her husband made love that night for the first time in weeks, and although she came, she was left feeling strangely unfufilled. Most of the evening was spent sleepless; listening to the distant thunder creep closer and closer while her hand kept finding it's way down between her legs. Despite the orgasm that Doug had given her, her pussy was still warm and wet. And even more than that, it was still hungry for something more.
The next morning was dreary and rain pelted the windows with deafening fury. Thunder boomed angerly and wind moved the trees back and forth as if they were made of feathers. It was still hot and humid and Doug grumbled something as he finished his cereal and pecked Kim on the cheek goodbye. Smiling up at him and offering a blown kiss, she was aware that she hadn't heard a word he said all during breakfast. The kitchen clock chimed eight o'clock. Gwen should be here soon, the older woman thought with childlike glee....