Jean and Denica decided to take the day off. Work had been grueling for the last few weeks and they decided to take some much deserved time off. Besides, their friend Veronica was on vacation and told them they were free to use her pool while she was gone. So they went over to her house and let themselves in with a key she had left them.
Once there, they slipped into their bathing suits and jumped into the pool to cool off. It was almost 90 degrees today and the water felt great. They played around in the water for a while before deciding to get out for a while. After they had dried off, they went inside for something cool to drink. Spotting some wine coolers in the fridge, they quickly drank one each before grabbing another each to take back to the pool.
Back at the pool, they started rubbing suntan lotion on their exposed skin. They were both wearing rather revealing bikinis today, figuring that no one else would see them. Jean's was a little tight and her breasts seemed ready to pop out at any moment. Settling back in their lounge chairs, they chatted for a while before dozing off for a little bit.
Jean's slumber was interrupted by the sounds of something banging together. Opening her eyes, she spotted a young man walking into the yard carrying what looked like pool cleaning equipment. Realizing that he would see her as she was dressed, she reached for a towel to cover herself up with. But she only succeeded in having one of her breasts pop out of their confinement. Looking up in embarrassment, she saw the pool man looking hungrily at her exposed breast.
Now she was really flustered and reached once again for the towel. This action caused her other breast to free itself from its prison. But this time, she did manage to grab the towel. She immediately covered herself up, but not before accidentally giving him a good look at her breasts.
She immediately used the cover of the towel to put her top back on. Then she looked once again at the pool man. He was still looking at her but seemed disappointed. She wondered at that. Was he disappointed with her looks or with the fact that she covered herself back up? She decided it was the former, she was no spring chicken and even though she kept herself in pretty good shape, he was a young man.
He might have been all of 20 and was of mixed race with dark, liquid eyes that would be so easy to fall into. Of course, he was in great shape with six pack abs and broad shoulders. His hair was dark but cut really short. He waved to her and she tentatively waved back. Then he turned to begin his work.