Carol was sunning by her pool, laying on a chaise lounge. She'd had a couple of margaritas and was not thinking of anything. She hadn't had sex in a while and rubbed her pussy lightly on the pillow. A slight cough behind startled her and she looked up over her shoulder. The outline of a man stood just to her side. how long had he been there?
"Ms. Johnson, err Carol," he said, "I'm Matt. Don't you remember, we talked last week about me doing some work for you on your storage shed?"
"Oh, shit," Carol thought. "I completely forgot about that." Aloud she said quickly, "Sure, I remember, but I thought you were going to call first?"
"I did call but it went to your voicemail and I didn't have anything else going on, so I thought I would just cruise over." He was thinking 'yes, that is true, but what I also hoped to do is catch another look at your smoking hot body.'
He had met her for the first time a couple of weeks ago and was totally taken by her 36D breasts, small waist, and he thought maybe 34" hips. She is about 5" 7" and 115 pounds or so with shoulder length blonde hair, a beautiful smile, and friendly personality. She and her son Billy were at a football team orientation and Matt, being a senior captain, was one of the tour guides. As soon as she and Billy came in, he moved to walk up to her, introduce himself and start the tour of the weight room and facilities. He barely acknowledged Billy, concentrating his attention instead on Carol. She, for her part was completely taken by this tall, well-built handsome young man.
He had been standing beside for a few minutes, taking everything in; watching her bubble ass grinding on the cushion. In his shorts, he felt an erection stirring. She started to rise from the lounge and realized, a little too late, she had untied and slipped off the straps to the bikini top, so she wouldn't get strap marks on her back. She was about half way turned when she realized her mistake and when she reached for the top, she inadvertently gave Matt a nice view of her gorgeous tits which he drank in. She laid back down so the view was quick, and she hoped he hadn't seen too much.
Sitting down on the lounge next to her, he squirted suntan lotion on his hands and across her back.
"Hang on for a minute. Your shoulders are turning red. Let me get some lotion on your back before you burn."
"It's ok. I was going to go in anyway," she replied.
His hand rubbed the lotion in while he placed his other hand on her back to keep her in place. "Now, now. It's best we get a little lotion on, just relax and let me do the work." She pushed back against his hand and was surprised at his strength. She really couldn't move so she leaned against her elbows and let his hand continue to rub the lotion in on her shoulders and back. His hand worked along her side for a bit, just barely touching the outsides of her beautiful, pert tit. He didn't want to go too far so he stopped before she could react.
She realized she was holding her breath as his hands touched her breasts. She wanted to say something before he reached around to feel her nipples, but he unexpectedly stopped before he got to them. he found that she was a little disappointed that he stopped, surprised at the emotion. She was really starting to enjoy the experience; her muscles relaxing, his hand traveling downward to the small of her back, and his fingers touching the upper part of her ass. She was really feeling the alcohol and his ministrations.
"My God, you are a good masseuse," she said. "I can't tell you how nice that feels." Matt squeezed more lotion on his hands and realized he didn't need to hold her anymore, so he moved down the lounge, to work on her legs. She gasped a little when she realized what he was doing but decided to play along for a little while longer. "After all, I can stop this at any time," she thought.
