I had a dream last night that seemed so realistic. I would have sworn I was there if it wasn't for the fact that I awoke in my bed with a raging hard on.
I was on a trip for work. We were traveling down to Florida for a presentation and after a long morning of meetings, my boss Ann Marie suggested we all meet up at the pool for the rest of the afternoon. Now keep in mind I work in an all female office and this lady in particular has been a fantasy of mine ever since my first interview. She is a petite woman in her 40's, with a confidence that only enhances her femininity. I quickly agreed, thinking this was a great shot at seeing Ann in something more revealing than the fitted business suits she's accustomed to wearing.
Traveling with us was a cadre of support personnel, our own marketing lead Sammie, a thick curvy redhead I've always had a connection with. She's always seemed to have a wild side that intrigued me.
Virginia, who ran our QC division, is a tall willowy woman with large firm breasts.
Finally, reserved little Kim, at 4'-10" and no more than 90 pounds soaking wet, the smallest of the group.
After a quick shower and shave I arrived at the pool wearing my new swimsuit. I bought it in New York on a previous trip, it was one of those tight short things like sport briefs but striped and made of Lycra or some similar material. Not a "nut hugger" or "banana hammock" more like what James Bond wore in those 60's movies. At least that's how they sold me at Saks'.
I first saw our crowd from across the pool, and my goodness what a sight. They had chosen a spot away from the shadow of the hotel in the direct sun. All four wore bikinis, I thought at least Kim would have opted for the dreaded one piece, but no, she was clad in a skimpy triangle top with flowered boy shorts and looking fabulous.
As I quickly became aroused, I regretted my own choice for tight fitting attire. I couldn't deter my mind from filling with erotic thoughts. I tried to cover the distance between us quickly and nonchalantly while casually covering myself with a towel. I pulled up a chaise and settled down between Ann Marie and Sammie. Let me say this, Ann certainly did not disappoint, she had a hard little body that made my heart quicken. Her slight features set off by the most amazing smile. I did my best to not appear flustered, keeping my eyes up, and trying not to be caught gawking. That was of no use with Sammie around, She noticed my predicament and relished it.
"Ever been surrounded by so many beautiful women Jase?" She asked teasingly.
"Only everyday at the office." I answered, proud of my clever retort.
"Oh you're too smooth." Ann Marie said with a chuckle as she adjusted her straps, trying to avoid a tan line.
Sammie wasn't going to let me off that easy, "It's not everyday you see us half naked though." She quipped.
"True." Is all I could muster.
I pulled my dark sunglasses down, hoping to take in this visual paradise without getting caught. With my eyes shaded I could finally savor the scene before me. I leaned back in my chair half propped up to improve my view. Virginia was quietly applying lotion, her large tits barely contained in a blue over the shoulder number. Each sweeping motion of her hand made her chest sway back and forth. Sammie, true to her nature had the skimpiest of string bikinis. The thin white fabric did little to hide her pronounced nipples. She made it easy to imagine her nude, and I'm sure she knew it. Kim was laid out on her back, flattening her belly and making her unusually pert breasts stand apart from her chest like two mounds of ice cream.
My favorite of course was Ann Marie. This is what I've always wanted to see. She is about 5'-2", dark brunette hair to her shoulders, and her eyes are a deep green. She has a way of looking into me that seems to touch my soul. I've caught myself day dreaming more than once just talking to her in the office, lost in those beautiful eyes. Her suit was stunning as well, a small white string top with green polka dots, that she filled well with what appeared to be a small B cup. Her tanned, muscled frame narrowed at the waist and flared generously at the hips covered only in low rise black bottoms. To me, this woman has the body of a goddess and has always been a living fantasy for me.
It wasn't long before Ann Marie spoke up, something about our business plan or whatever. I wasn't paying attention and Sammie noticed then piped up.
"There's no way he's paying attention, Ann." She said. Then, "He's probably checking us out under those glasses."
"Huh?" I said not knowing what was up.
They all burst out laughing and I chimed in so as not to appear too guilty.
"See?" She told the rest of the group.
I just laid back in my chair and feigned indifference.
"I'm burning up, I'll be right back." Sammie said as she strolled over to the pool.
I was relieved to have the heat off me for a moment. I could finally relax, we all made small talk. Our presentation had gone well and there was definitely hope the job was ours. I became more comfortable and let my towel fall beside me. My cock was finally calm and the new suit showed no signs of arousal. Then Sammie came back.
She had cooled off in the pool alright, but what I failed to realize at first was that the sexy white suit of hers was now as transparent as wet tissue. Her closely shaved mound was clearly exposed, as were here nipples which stood out as if made of rubber. She made a point to take her time toweling off in front of me. Thank goodness I still had my glasses on. Her light skin glistened in the bright hot sun. As she finally sat down, she adjusted her chair to face mine, saying something about the sun being too bright. I noticed a slight wry grin on her full lips as she laid back down. She was doing this on purpose! That little hussy.
