A bikini-clad Ana de Armas placed a towel beside the pool and got down to rest on her stomach. The only other person present at the pool was her male companion, who she was expecting but didn't arrive until she had gotten into the previously described position. He took his time admiring her curves and stopped just short of reaching her spot. She turned her head to him and smiled. The Cuban woman was beyond beautiful in her bikini. Her alluring eyes and smile were nothing less than art to the man.
He sat on the edge of the pool beside her and asked "Just us here today?"
Ana nodded in confirmation. The man couldn't help but admire Ana's perfectly tanned skin. His gaze elicited a giggle out of her.
He grabbed a bottle of sunblock and held it up.
"May I?"
She shrugged, "I put some on before I got here, but it's up to you."
"Alright, then let's make sure you didn't miss any spots."
The man winked. Ana flipped over and held her open palm over her eyebrows to block the sun from her eyes. Her friend, meanwhile, poured some sunblock onto his hand, then placed the bottle down and rubbed the substance onto both hands. He then began massaging her body, starting with her shoulders and upper chest. Whether or not she had in fact applied sunblock before he arrived wasn't important as she knew he just wanted an excuse to put his hands on her marvelous body, and she was more than happy to play along. He worked his way through her upper body all the way to her beautiful, shapely legs.
Ana liked his touch, but found it difficult to admit to herself that it was turning her on. Before long, she found herself lost in the sensation. For his part, the man was thoroughly enjoying the feel of her soft skin on his hands. He ever so slowly dragged his hands across her thighs, lingering upon every inch along the way. He noticed how she began to subtly respond to his touch with a smile that couldn't hide her enjoyment.
She then requested meekly, "Could you... get some more on my... stomach... please?"
He grabbed the bottle and poured some more lotion on his hands. He promptly started working it all over her torso. Gently, softly, he was making sure she felt every part of his palm and fingers making contact with her. She was going to have plenty of time to feel everything with how in awe he was of her perfectly toned stomach. After two minutes that felt like twenty, Ana could no longer maintain total restraint of herself. She let out a quiet gasp and bit her lip. Noticing this, he began running his hands over her bikini top as well, drawing more intense sounds from Ana.
"I don't think I asked you to go there," she remarked breathily.
Before he could apologize, she giggled and announced she was going to turn over. He could barely contain his disappointment before completely forgetting it upon realizing he had access to her gorgeous backside. By that point, he had used up the sunblock he'd put in his hands and the bottle was running low.
He informed her, "The good news is you're definitely not getting a sunburn today. The bad news is that I'm almost out of sunblock."
Ana turned back to look at him with a look of possibly feigned sadness on her face.
"You put on sunblock, right?" she asked.
"I'll be alright," he reassured her as he began working his magic on her shoulders.
He would have gone straight for her ass if he thought he could get away with it. Regardless, what had started as a simple sunblock application had turned into a thorough and surprisingly relaxing massage of which Ana was enjoying every second. It became a different kind of enjoyment once Ana felt something press against her leg through his shorts. In most situations, she would have stopped him immediately, but here she was already hoping the massage would be going where he also wanted it to go. She couldn't help but smile imagining how aroused he must've been by the up-close view of her tight, sexy ass.
By then, he had moved down from her shoulders and upper back to her waist and hips. It wasn't long before he made a first pass at massaging her buttcheeks.
