I love swimming and the water in many forms, but it has been years since I have gone to a water park. To be honest I was a bit hesitant when some friends invited, no, cajoled me into going along with them on a trip to the water park with them and their nineteen year old daughter. This was the kind of thing that my wife and I used to do together with our kids, but since they have grown and with her out of the country, well, it just wasn't high on my list of things to do. Maybe Mark and Joan knew that and decided they wanted to try to get me out of the house for some fun. Whatever the reason, I was still hesitant to go, but when Joan showed up at my door wearing a skimpy little bikini under an almost see through wrap, all that hesitation evaporated. I hadn't gotten my suit on yet, planning on begging off at the last minute, so I had to scurry to the bedroom to change while Joan waited in the living room. I quickly stripped and then stood at the dresser digging for my suit. I had just started to pull it on when I was distracted by what I thought was movement in the hall. "Surely she wasn't spying on me while I was dressing!" I thought to myself as I grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on. I mean Joan was one of my wife's good friends and had been a regular fixture in our house. We had even slept in the same tent many times on various camping trips. I hadn't bothered to close the door simply because I saw no need. I shook my head at the silliness of the thought.
"All set!" I said, as I walked out, finding her in the living room with a cat ate the canary smirk on her face, busily adjusting the bottom of her suit and then smoothing the wrap around her waist.
"Great! You know...we really need to talk about a new swim suit. That baggy old thing really isn't very sexy." She said as she walked over and slipped her arm in mine and headed us for the door.
I was still trying to wrap my brain around her comment and behavior as she opened the left side mini-van door for me before walking around to the passenger side to get into the front.
While, most of my hesitation was gone, I probably would have reconsidered the whole thing if I had realized that in addition to Joan and Mark, their daughter Jenna had invited several of her girl friends along on the trip. I hadn't counted on riding in the back of the mini-van with three college co-eds wearing bikinis that were almost non-existent. At least Jenna was in the far back so I didn't have to worry about ogling my friends daughter, but the young lady sitting next to me, half turned in her seat to look at her friends in the back.....damn. That tiny red bikini she wore was little more than a few scraps of cloth and string. The top was filled to overflowing and my mind quickly wondered how she kept from bouncing out each time the van went over a bump.
The drive to the water park was almost torture, with the four girls going on about their usual girl talk and their tits wiggling and bouncing like crazy as they giggled and laughed. It was all I could do to keep my dick from raising a tent in my swim suit as I tried not to stare at the bouncing breasts next to me, almost popping out of her bright red top every time she got animated. On more than one occasion she bounced more than enough to expose her nipple, and had to tuck it back in. I was pretty sure that Joan knew it too, given the sexy looks she kept shooting my way when she looked back from the front seat. I was just glad that I was sitting behind Mark so he couldn't see me staring at Joan's tits every time she turned. I mean they were almost falling out of that top to start with and when the seat belt pulled on it, and several times all or part of one nipple was easily in view. By the time we got to the water park it was all I could do to keep from reaching out and grabbing for her tits. Damn I was horny!
They paid my way into the park, Joan insisting it was their treat, as if the show she had been giving me the last half hour wasn't enough of a treat. The girls dashed off into the park, leaving the three of us to wander around on our own. I happily followed along to a few water slides, making sure that Joan went up the stairs before me, putting her tits or butt at eye level. At 50 I'm still in pretty good shape, although not as good as I once was, and have been told by a number of women that I look considerably younger. I don't look anywhere near young enough to be alluring to the herd of young ladies that were walking around with almost nothing on. But it was still fun to check them out, especially the ones with a more developed chest and less than adequate coverage, if you know what I mean.
Eventually the three of us made our way over to the lazy river for a few laps of drifting around the almost quarter mile long twisting stream, sitting in a nice float tube and enjoying the shade and sprinklers that dotted the gently flowing stream. Mark was getting hungry and the two of them decided to go find some food while I did another lap around the stream, enjoying the views and to be honest, allowing my almost perpetual hard on to subside a little.
I supposed it was time to climb out and find something more energetic to do before I fell asleep, I was so relaxed. As I came around to where the stairs in and out of the river were, I could see the line of people trying to get into the water, and I had to admit it was funny to watch. You grab a tube, hold it behind you and kind of fall into it, letting the almost waist deep water float you away. Getting out was a bit harder. You kind of had to fall out of the tube near the stairs and drag the tube out with you. I lined myself up with the stairs, planning on slipping gracefully out of the tube and onto the stairs.
Plans are good things, as long as you expect them to be messed up once in a while. In this case I didn't do myself any favors by allowing my attention to be diverted to the extremely cute ass that was sticking out only a dozen feet or so from me. I mean it's not every day you see a white bikini clad ass bent over and pointing almost straight at you, her pussy shape showing through her crotch of her suit enticingly. I mean she wasn't young, maybe mid thirties or so, but from my angle, very well built and clad in that tiny white bikini bottom...how could I not be distracted?
As it turned out, my foot missed the stair almost exactly the same time as the tube behind me with some fairly rowdy kid slammed into mine. Instead of levering myself up and onto the stairs gracefully, my hands slipped off the tube and I splashed back down into the middle of the tube just as it was pushed down stream, and into the tube the cute white bikini was about to drop into. I saw her tube start to scoot away just as her weight started to pass that point of no return. Instinctively I reached for her tube, and realized that I was going to miss grabbing it. As the old saying goes, it all unfolded in agonizingly slow motion. Realizing that I couldn't reach her tube, I reached for the next closest thing, the falling woman. I stretched my arm as far as I could hoping to arrest her fall, not out of any gentlemanly spirit or anything like that, just because my attention was still focused on that sweet ass and as it fell I realized that it was going to splash into the water, and somehow that didn't seem right.
Your mind can do a lot of funny things at times like that, but to be honest, mine went totally blank aside from intending to catch that cute ass. With single-minded purpose I reached for that ass and managed to hook one hand around it and pull. The action had two effects, one was to propel my tube down the lazy river at a faster pace, and the other was to shift her falling weight toward me. I watched in total fascination as the white clad ass fell toward my tube, while my hands were still reaching to catch the woman. Her cute ass hit the tube and bounced into the air while her bouncing weight pushed the tube down into the water. The buoyancy of the tube made it rebound much faster than the force of gravity acted on her creamy body, and she was falling back down again as the tube hit the top of its rebound. Feeling like I was myself suddenly flying into the air, my confused mind grabbed for the first solid appearing thing it could see, which was of course, the cute ass I had been admiring only a few moments ago. Both hands wrapped around her hips and pulled, bringing our two bodies together in a wet slap, my swim suit hitting her hips wetly. Our combined momentum canceled, and we hung in the air motionless for fractions of an hour, or was it second, before the two of us, my hands still pulling us together, landed in my tube again with a wet bounce. Our bodies slid against each other again as I tried to hold on to the only solid appearing thing in range, as we bounced up again, a bit lower this time.
By the time the tube stopped bouncing in the water, with the two of us sitting in it, her ass in my lap, we were well on our way away from the stairs and accelerating into the main current of the lazy river, which at that moment didn't seem any too lazy.
"I'm sorry, are you ok?" I asked her as the two of us gained our composure a bit, my hands still holding her onto my lap as the tube swung in slow circles, the stairs growing farther away by the second.
"I think so. Thank you for catching me." She said as she wiped the water that had splashed into her face.
"That was some surprise. I didn't expect a passenger." I joked as I continued to hold her, only now realizing that while one hand was resting on her firm ass, in the bouncing and sliding, my other hand had slid up her body as was cupping one of her soft breasts, her top pushed out of the way in the process.
"Um... I hadn't expected to be a passenger." She replied as she looked around for her tube, which was nowhere to be seen at the moment. "I think you can let go now." She said as she began to realize that I was holding onto her fairly snuggly.
