Eva's mind had wandered off, but the appearance of two men in the room brought her back. They looked Middle-Eastern, but they definitely dressed European. One of them had on too much cologne. It was an unusual scent, but not completely bad, she thought.
She had put a new outfit on after the last guy left, so she could go through the whole striptease routine again. She had learned Big Daddy liked shiny outfits, and this one was a shiny silver that really accented the tone of her skin. She stood up and danced a little, swaying back and forth. Then she walked around them and between them, getting as close as she dared without touching them. The rule was she couldn't touch them and they couldn't touch her, but she was definitely flirting with the rules. She was such a bad girl. She thought back to her first real encounter with Big Daddy...
Eva decided that she was going to test some of the theories that Aunt Margo had told her about men. Aunt Mable was away for the day and Big Daddy was out by the pool conducting business on the phone. She put on a little makeup, did her hair, and slipped on the new bikini Aunt Margo had helped her find. She had never worn a bikini before and putting it on now, she didn't realize how little fabric there seemed to be. Could she really do this? She was determined. She checked her curves in the mirror, threw on a light cover up, and headed for the pool.
Big Daddy was busy on the phone and didn't seem to give her a second look as she pulled the patio door closed after stepping through. She walked towards a lounge chair that was in easy view of Big Daddy. As she entered the sunlight, she shrugged the cover up off her shoulders, just catching it in her hands as it dropped, exposing her nearly naked body. She continued on in a slow nonchalant walk, which felt anything but.
As she got to the chair she noticed a slight pause in the conversation, and Big Daddy pushed his sunglasses up slightly to peer out from underneath them. Eva thought he had taken notice; one point for her in her little game. She spread out a towel, making sure he got a good view of her backside, then sat down with a bottle of baby lotion to apply.
"Does Aunt Mable know you have a bikini?" he asked offhand.
"Are she going to tell her?" Eva inquired, her voice trying to hide her uneasiness.
"She's not going to like it," he chided.
This was playing out just as Eva had imagined.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked. He knew he had walked into that one, and he wasn't sure of his line of retreat. His eyes traveled up and down her torso surveying the suit. He hid back behind his sunglasses.
"It's fine," was all he could muster trying to appear unmoved. Big Daddy was a good looking man for his age, the start of a gray salt and pepper in his hair. He had a personal trainer that tried to keep him in shape when he wasn't traveling. He was fairly tall, with a barrel chest, the slightest belly, and a decent tan.
Eva started on the baby lotion working sensually on her legs, feeling the smooth skin and admiring the sheen of the oil. She laid back and dribbled some on her stomach. The warm liquid pooled in her belly button and started to run down her sides before she used her hands to rub it in. The skin there was a little white, so she figured she better not stay in the sun too long.
She pulled out a book and pretended to read, keeping one eye on Big Daddy. He would glance over every so often. After awhile it was time to roll over. She sat up and tried to steady her nerves. She stood up and walked towards him holding the bottle of lotion.
