Since English is not my native language, please bear with me. Thanks!
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This is a true story and a sweet memory of mine, with a lady I've met at the pool.
In my pride, I should say that I've hooked her, but I'm afraid that the things went quite vice-versa...
It's a beautiful summer morning.
I am on a holiday and I've returned from the sea side just a few days ago.
I cannot tell how come, but all the guys and girls I've called seem to be out of town.
I've forgotten to mention that I am eighteen, and a student.
The apartment is silent, since my parents are at work.
What shall I do now? If I decide to go to a movie, it will surely be hot and probably crowded...
The better solution is to go to the pool - after coming from the shore of the sea, the pool will, of course, look tiny, even the large, olympic one, but, who knows, maybe I find some people I know over there...
It's almost ten, but the place isn't as crowded as I've been suspecting...
I lay the large towel on the grass, then go to check the water - warm, cold, how is it?
It's not too cold, but, still, I decide to postpone taking a bath...
I turn and get going to my towel - luckily, I've been inspired and have brought a book with me.
After a short time, I sense someone approaching - loooooong legs, accentuated by some very high heeled sandals, a short white summer dress, a large bag, beautiful boobs, beautiful face - the sun glasses don't let me see the color of her eyes, and a beautiful dark blond hair...
I pretend to continue reading, praying that she will put her towel somewhere around.
I'm lucky, since she decides to stop at just a few meters from me, puts down her bag, takes out a towel and arranges it on the grass - she's right in front of me...
She takes off her sandals, then disrobes, showing a flat tummy, and, generally, a nicely proportioned tanned body...
Honestly, I like what I see, but there is a little problem...
The lady is in her early twenties, and, as I've mentioned, I'm only eighteen.
Still, I remember how everybody tells me that I don't look like a teenager anymore...
Furthermore, I smoke, so the pack of cigarettes is right beside my bag.
Now, I know the drill - if I ogle, that's all that I may get.
More than this, she might be expecting for someone...
So, boy, back to the book and... don't think dirty, since you may get a problem with your bathing suit, that may instantly become too small...
I raise in the lotus position and, this time, start doing some real reading...
After ten minutes, or so, I sense that the lady stands up and, to my surprise, approaches me.
I then see that she has a cigarette between her fingers, so I immediately grab my lighter from under the towel and give her a light.
She says: "Thanks, I've forgotten mine at home, on the table, when I've drank my coffee this morning."
I smile at her: "No problem, as long as I am here, you can use mine"...
"That's very nice of you! Thanks!"
Then she raises and gets back to her towel.
After about another half an hour, she approaches again - we follow the same procedure, she thanks me then: "Look, if you don't mind my asking - there is that guy that has arrived a few minutes ago, and he has put his towel quite close to mine, and, ever since, his only job is to keep on looking at me - it makes me feel like an animal at the market - would you mind if I move my towel beside yours?"...
"Not at all! By all means"
She turns to her towel and I, quickly put down the book and run to help her - I take the towel, she takes the bag, and here we are...
The guy she's told me about is giving me some fierce looks - he is in his late twenties, as he looks, but he knows nothing about my training...
Anyway, nothing happens, so things just cool down.
"By the way, I'm Olivia"
I also introduce myself, then, for the sake of the conversation, I tell her: "In fact, it's much better like that, since now you won't have to run for a lighter around"...
She smiles, grabs a cigarette, and I oblige with the light.
Now, it will be the difficult moment - what if she asks me what I do - that, if I'm honest, will automatically lead to my age...
Anyway, the guy that's been ogling at Olivia saves me for the moment, since he grabs his things and goes away, with the looks of a hunter, trying to find another single female...
"Gosh! I can't believe how some men can be!" Olivia seems genuinely indignant...
"You cannot have a little bit of peace in a public place, since, out of nowhere, guys like this come to spoil the mood"...
It's my moment of correctness...
"Now, I'm sorry, but you should be aware of the fact that I've also noticed your presence, and, also, sorry again, but I've also admired you"...
Olivia smiles at me, giggles a little, then tells me: "Do you think that I haven't noticed?!? We, women, have a certain radar about it. The difference is that you have behaved in a proper manner, not like, excuse my saying, a jerk"... She then continues: "In what concerns your looking at me, then, sorry, but you cannot be a man if you don't, at least, look!"...
Now it's time to throw a cannon ball: "Well, this is the ordeal of the beautiful women - they are cursed to be looked at, admired, lusted for, and so on"...
She bursts into laughter: "Keep on telling me such things and I will sew my towel to yours! Now, dear, let's be serious - it's obvious that you like me, and also, my presence beside you proves that you have, at least, two qualities - you are good looking and decent!"...
I say thanks and grab and light another cigarette.
She looks at me, takes off her sun glasses, letting me see that she's also got a beautiful pair of dark green eyes, then puts them back: "Now, aren't you smoking too much for a guy of your age? Not to mention that you generally shouldn't smoke at all?..."
Now, I'm in trouble: "I've started smoking when I was only twelve... So I've got some experience, if I may say so"...
She looks at me, smiling: "Now, if someone looks at you, will probably guess that you are twenty four or something - but you cannot fool me - you are still a teenager - nineteen at most!"...
My answer must be sharp, clever, and not insulting her intelligence...
"And, does it bother you? I mean, I can do lots of things, but aging before my time is something that I cannot do..."
"Oh yes you can, but not when you are here, almost naked - the skin of your body betrays you"...
While saying that, Olivia caresses my shoulder and arm with the back of her fingers...
I sense that something is gonna happen downstairs, so I quickly change the position of my body from lotus, on my tummy.
This makes Olivia burst into laughter, and me blush. Seeing that, Olivia starts laughing even louder, while I can do nothing but just frown...
After a few moments she stops: "Look! I'm sorry if you feel insulted, it wasn't intended"...
"I don't feel insulted, but your touch has provoked a certain reaction"...
She starts laughing again: "Yes, I couldn't help but notice - but don't worry! Women usually love to see they can provoke such reactions to men!"...
Now, this is good - she has said women and men, she hasn't used words like girls and boys...
She pauses a moment, then suddenly asks me: "How is the water? Did you check it?"
"Well, I have checked it as soon as I've arrived, at about ten - not too cold, but not really warm"...
"Anyway, I haven't come for bathing - I just wanted to stay an hour or so for some tanning"...
"I have recently come from the sea side, so you can imagine my pleasure when I see these little pools over here"...
She finishes her cigarette, then asks me: "Anyway, since we are here, what do you say if we try to have a bath, then let the sun dry us, and, afterwards, we can move under the trees, or do something else"...
Now, it's clear that she's taken me in her custody - as you can guess, I'm game...
We go into the water, we start swimming, and Olivia, by "mistake", touches my dick with her hand, then pushes my belly with her leg, swimming away to the margin of the pool. She turns to me: "Are you coming?"
I approach her, and, at the exit ladder, I "help" her climb, with my hand firmly grasping her ass cheek...
After she gets out, she looks at me, smiling: "I deserved that!"
We reach back at our towels, and she says: "Look, I think I'm done for today with the sun - why don't we go at a terrace? My treat."
She pauses for a moment, probably thinking that she has become too patronizing, or something, then continues: "Oh! Sorry! Maybe you would like to stay some more, or have another schedule"...
I say: "Let's grab our stuff and get out of here!"
We reach at the cabins, to change, but the front ones are all occupied.
I take her to the ones in the back, and tell her we can go at the ones at the first floor, since those are usually empty.
I immediately find an empty one - in fact, there is no one on the first floor terrace, excepting us.
I open the door and let Olivia enter, and then prepare myself to go to another cabin.
I turn around, but I feel Olivia's hand grabbing my arm and dragging me inside the cabin, with her.
She whispers: "Shut the door and lock it!"
I comply, then turn around, let my bag fall on the floor, and embrace the woman who's obviously in heat, even if the swimming suit is still wet...
Our lips collide, our tongues meet, and I quickly help Olivia take off her bra - my lips hungrily attacking her wet nipples - the smell of chlorine is still present on both our bodies, since we've skipped the showers, but this doesn't stop me try to engulf the lady's boobs.
Her nipples are tiny, but I cannot ask God to only aloud the women to have large suckable nipples as I love to enjoy...
I bite them a little too hard, so that she lets out a muffled scream.
Then she jiggles: "Easy boy! I'm not edible... and I may take my revenge!"...
Her hand is already under my shorts, deep down under my still wet balls...
