I had dated her for close to five years. We had met in college and continued to date after graduation. For whatever reason, the relationship didn't quite work out. It took some time to get over the hard feelings, but we remained friends. She is still the person I confide in about everything in my life. Relationships, jobs, family... we shared our feelings freely with each other.
We still spent a good amount of time together, even though we were dating other people. I know it probably affected each relationship I had, but her friendship was very important to me. We tried to get together - usually Sunday afternoon - in order to save the rest of the weekend for our significant others.
It was the middle of July, and the apartment building that I had just moved into had a real nice pool. She had been asking for weeks to come over and take a swim. So one hot afternoon, I invited her over to take a dip.
She showed up at my door about an hour later. She was dressed in a white baby tee and cut off jean shorts. I have to admit, since we broke up she had dressed a lot sexier. I think she felt she had to take more interest in herself in order to attract guys. Trust me, she didn't have to try that hard. She was naturally beautiful. She had long auburn hair that had been streaked blonde in summer sun. She tanned all year long, and often times would lay in the tanning bed nude. She was tall, with long smooth legs. She kept in good shape, and was very curvy. Out of all the girls I dated, she ranked as the best looking girl I have ever been with. I was over her emotionally, but the sexual attraction was still there.
She went on about how she had run some errands and had yet to change into her suit. I told her that I hadn't done so either. I stepped into my bedroom to pick up the clothes off the floor, so she could dress in there. She followed in me into the room, and we chatted on about nothing as I dropped clothes into the hamper. She was situating her pool stuff on my bed, and went to my dresser to grab my suit. After rustling through the clothes in my drawer, I finally found my blue trunks. I stood up to leave the room and to let her get changed. As I turned to speak to her, she pulled the baby tee up over her head. I froze in place as I stared at her now naked breasts. It had been two years since I had seen them.
They were never that large, but they were cute. A full B size cup, nicely tanned, with perky dark nipples. She was going on about something, and she hadn't noticed my stare. She began to unbutton her jeans, and then she stopped to look at my face. She asked me what the problem was. I shuddered that there wasn't a problem. She apologized for undressing in front of me. I tried to play cool and laugh it off. I told her how I had seen it all before. She smiled and went back to unbuttoning her jeans. She bent over and slid them to the floor. She stood back up and then my eyes popped. She had shaved herself clean. There was nothing but tanned skin between the crack of her crotch.
She giggled at my obvious stunned reaction. I asked her when she had done that to herself. She said something about wanting to feel sexier and more adventurous. She started to dress into her bikini, all the while talking as if it was no big deal to be naked in front of me. My cock was about ready to burst through the zipper of my shorts. Her bikini wasn't doing much to cover what I had just seen. It was a light blue that perfectly complimented her golden tan. I excused myself as she clasped her bikini bra.
I jumped into the bathroom with my suit. My head was spinning with excitement. I dropped my shorts to ease the pressure of my rigid cock. I hadn't been turned on by such a single sight since I was a teen. I was a little embarrassed, as I didn't want to put on my baggy swim trunks. They would certainly reveal the state of arousal that I had reached. I tried to calm down, but the image of her hairless pussy was now permanently burned into my head. I began to whack off in the hopes of releasing the tension. It didn't take very long to reach a climax. Just as I was about to explode she knocked on the door. Startled, I began to shoot my load all over the sink. She asked what I was doing in there. I sheepishly replied that I was just going to the bathroom. I quickly cleaned up the sink, and got into my swim trunks.
Confident that I could control myself, I came back into the bedroom. She sat on my bed rubbing lotion on her stomach and chest. I stopped to admire her body again. She looked incredible. She gave me another questionable look and asked if I was OK. I am sure I was red all over, but I again confirmed that nothing was wrong. We gathered up the towels and her bag and we made our way to the pool.
We entered the pool area and settled into some chairs. As nice a day as it was, there wasn't many people outside. An older couple sat at a table near the entrance. A single girl was off in the corner sunning. A guy in his mid-thirties was positioned in close proximity to the girl, hoping to catch her attention. We walked to the edge of the pool to check the water. I knew that both guys were staring her down. I bravely jumped into the refreshingly cool water, as she gingerly made her way down the steps. The cold water shot goosebumps up her legs, and stiffened her already perky nipples. The bikini top did little to hide this. She had made it crotch level, and the suit formed around her pussy lips as the water soaked through. I couldn't help but stare. Men know what happens to our dicks in cold water (some have coined it shrinkage), but I was rock hard again. She finally dropped all the way down in the water and swam over to where I was.
We continued to talk as we swam circles around each other. Playful splashing led to some minor physical contact. We would grab each others wrists to try and stop each other from splashing. I brazenly grabbed her around the waist and tried to toss her. We struggled for a bit, all the while our bodies rubbed against each other. I could feel her breasts against my arms, and the curve of her ass against my crotch. After a moment she had to catch her breath. She faced me and wrapped her lags around my waist. I held her as she collected some air. She bobbed up and down in the natural drift of the water, her crotch becoming closer to mine. She started to talk about something, but I was concentrating on how hard I was. I wondered If I should just casually press it into her. I wondered if she would pull away. Before I could think anymore, she dipped her head back into the water forcing herself against me. My dick pressed fully between her legs. I felt her stop for a moment, but she seemed to disregard it. She pulled back up and looked me in the eye. I almost apologized, but she just went on talking. The current of the water gently swayed her hips up and down my hard-on. I could feel the warmness of her sex through her suit. I moved my hands to the small of her back. I bravely began to move them down the curve of her ass. She continued on talking as my hands rounded her hips to the top of her suit bottom. The more she went on, the more my hands sneaked their way across her firm ass. I was soon holding a cheek in each hand. She then began to talk about her boyfriend. I took this as a means of saying keep away. I let go of her ass and she swam over to the ladder. She rose out of the water, with the suit now revealing more than it did before.