Andy Muscowitz was nearly your typical computer geek. Not that he was five-foot two and a skinny runt with long greasy hair and big round glasses, quite the opposite, he was six foot two, well-muscled and could make quite a physical impression on many a young girl. But, they quickly bored with him, when they found out that he enjoyed the company of his laptop rather than having them sitting in his lap.
He was now in his early twenties having obtained his computing degree but unable to find a job where he could actually fit in with his colleagues. As a result, he was currently sitting in the bedroom of his parent's home doing a bit of freelancing, where he could get it, but mostly looking for ways to hack into things he shouldn't be.
He was getting bored with that too.
Flicking through some of the banal newsfeeds, he suddenly spotted a gorgeous face looking out at him. It was one that he recognised, instantly. Emily Ratajkowski, the model, actress and sex-bomb, was someone he had lusted after, like most of the male population, since she appeared in Robin Thicke's 'Blurred Lines' video.
With nothing better to do he decided to go onto Google Images and search for some more pictures of this little hottie. Pages of them appeared, and narrowing his search to ones of her in a swimsuit he began to salivate over the acres of her flesh that was on display. Just out of interest he copied a couple of them into a Word document and titled it 'Swimsuit Beauties'.
Just out of interest, a little of it might have been perverted, Andy decided to go and search for swimsuit beauties from forty years earlier, just to see if any of them might stack up to Ms. Ratajkowski. Almost the first picture he saw blew him away. In it was a young dark-haired woman, sitting on the back of a boat, wearing black bikini bottoms and a wet white t-shirt, stuck to her breasts. She looked absolutely stunning, and Andy clicked on the picture to try and get some more information.
Andy had just found a still from the 1977 film 'The Deep' showing its star Jacqueline Bisset wearing the wet t-shirt that would enhance her celebrity. But it was not just Jacqueline's fabulous breasts that caught Andy's attention, he was struck by the way her long dark hair swept round her face and her stunning eyes lit up her face. Andy had to admit that he found her every bit as beautiful as Emily, and boy how he wished he could have got the two of them together at the same age at the same time. Just for 'interest' Andy copied a couple of Jacqueline's pictures into the same Word document.
Saving it, Andy sat there admiring the pictures in his document, slowly scanning each one. As he did, he became aware of a rumbling coming from outside. Turning to look out of his window, he noticed that it was raining heavily outside, then a brief flash appeared to light up the night, followed sometime later by another low rumble. There was obviously a thunderstorm rumbling in the distance, but it was of no consequence, Andy returned to ogling his two beauties.
For another five minutes Andy studied the pictures of the two scantily clad women, imagining just how good it would be to have them together. He reached for his mouse and moved the pointer over the X in the corner of the screen to close the document.
But before he could click the button, a blinding flash with immediate ear-deafening boom, exploded around him, obliterating his senses.
The next thing Andy remembered was feeling hot, very hot. As his vision began to return and he opened his eyes, bright sunlight caused him to groan, and he blinked rapidly, until his eyes became accustomed to the piercing bright light.
To his utter shock Andy found himself lying on a sun-lounger at the side of a large hotel swimming pool. But where he had no idea. Desperately looking around himself for some clue as to where he was, Andy found the majority of the other sun-loungers unoccupied and the balcony-clad wall of the hotel in front of him offered no assistance.
"Excuse me, are these loungers taken?" came the refined delicate English accent.
Andy turned to his left to find a woman with dark hair standing there. Andy gasped in shock, the woman was wearing black bikini briefs and a very wet white t-shirt that clung provocatively to her ample breasts, her nipples clearly obvious through the thin wet material.
"S..S..sorry?" Andy eventually managed to mumble.
"Are these loungers taken? Or can I grab a couple?" smiled the woman.
Andy was still having difficulty in registering anything the woman was saying, but just nodded distractedly as he smiled gawkishly.
"Lovely day isn't it?" continued the woman, obviously trying to start up some sort of conversation with Andy, and as he slowly began to recover his composure he again almost managed to mumble a coherent reply.
"Came out to get some sun, but my friend got delayed on the way, she won't be too long," explained the woman, as she laid her towel out on the sun-lounger adjacent to Andy.
"Would you be a dear and rub some sun oil on my back," asked the woman, smiling broadly at Andy, as she held out a bottle of Piz Bun tanning oil, "Since everyone else seems to be topless, I think I should take this off too, don't you think?"
And before Andy could reply, the woman grasped the bottom of her wet t-shirt and peeled it up over her head, revealing her beautiful full firm breasts. Andy's jaw dropped as he stared at these beautiful globes that stood out proudly from the woman's chest.
Andy's eyes followed them as she lay down on her stomach on the sun-lounger.
"Come on then," she urged, grinning broadly, as Andy tore his eyes away from where her breasts were squashed onto the sun-lounger and looked at her grinning face. She knew exactly what Andy had been looking at.
Andy scrambled off his sun-lounger and crossed the few feet to stand beside the other sun-lounger looking down at the lithe body covered only in the skimpy black bikini bottoms that were like a second skin and hugged the perfect bum.
Sitting on the edge of the sun-lounger, Andy uncapped the bottle and poured some of the oil into the palm of his hand before beginning to spread it over the woman's back and shoulders.
"Mmmm..." she purred, "You have strong hands," as Andy swept the oil over her smooth flawless back, working lower towards the top of her bikini bottoms. Then skipping to her legs, he ran his hands along their length, groaning quietly as the woman eased her legs apart to give Andy greater access towards the thin piece of fabric that prevented him from seeing and touching her pubic area.
Andy went to move back to his own sun-lounger, but the woman turned her head to look at him.
"You've missed a bit," she began, and Andy frowned back at her confused, "I don't think these bikini bottoms offer much protection from the sun's dangerous rays, I think you should oil me underneath them!"
Again, Andy's mouth dropped open, and his eyes flicked down to her black fabric covered bum.
"Go on!" she teased huskily, "You know you want to."
Andy sloshed a bit more oil onto his hands, then slowly slid them down under the top of the fabric across the soft pillow-like skin. The oil allowed his hands to slide easily over her flesh and as much as he tried to keep his hands on her butt cheeks, he felt himself drawn towards the deep crack between them.
"Yessss! That'ssss nice!" hissed the woman, causing Andy to become emboldened.
Again, he slid his hands down towards her crack, and this time it was Andy who moaned as he felt his fingers glide over the woman's wrinkled little bum hole. There was a momentary clenching of her bum cheeks before they relaxed again and to Andy's amazement, the woman spread her legs even wider.
Andy was so surprised that he couldn't stop his hand from slipping even further and suddenly he found his fingers slipping over her labia.
"Ooooh yes, that's lovely," hummed the woman, and she tilted her pelvis a bit more, giving Andy even more access.
By now Andy had thrown caution to the wind, this gorgeous woman, someone he had been lusting over in his bedroom just minutes earlier, had asked him to rub oil into her bum, he wasn't going to give up this chance of a lifetime.
