I sat next to my apartment pool, feet dangling in the brisk water. The short white skirt and matching camisole had been chosen for a reason. I knew the other girls, with their micro bikinis would look just like the cookie-cutter copy of each other. I, however, with my large nipples peeking through the sheer material, would capture the attention of every red-blooded male in my vicinity. I relished in the sideways glances and the corresponding elbows in the ribs most would receive from obvious girlfriends.
Smirking to myself, I turned up the volume on my iPod. RAge Against the Machine blared into my ears, attacking my senses and forcing my mind into the animalistic pleasure they always brought.
I crossed my legs and brought my heels up to skim the surface of the water. I knew my tanned skin looked appealing over taut muscles. An hour in the gym every morning before work ensured that. My movements were deliberate. I knew I was being watched and that fact alone had moistened my pussy.
I had arrived at the water's edge only a few minutes before. The time spent prior to my arrival had been one of preparation lounging in my soft bed with a few trusted toys. My swollen, pink lips were sheathed by a thin strap of satin as I had almost brought myself to climax not ten minutes ago, then hopped out of bed and slid into the flimsiest panties I owned. They were absolutely fucking drenched in my sweet juices.
I was on the prowl. And I wanted two men. As a matter of fact, I wanted two men who were already spoken for.
The sun was setting and I knew the lowering rays caught my eyes in the most appealing fashion. Large, green cat-eyes surveyed my surroundings with a knowing gleam. I scanned the still crowded area and found a contender. He stood next to the pool, broad and tanned like a Greek god. Tribal artwork danced upon his arms as he leaned down to kiss the forehead of a young woman wearing a crimson-colored bikini top. She rolled her eyes, batting him away like a silly kitten would to a forgotten toy. Obviously intoxicated, she reached for an open bottle of beer and laughed in a grating voice.
I sought his eyes with my own and shrugged apologetically, my lips smirking just a bit. He returned my gaze with a half smile of his own and took just a moment to enter the pool at a slight set of stairs. He beckoned at another to join him in the water before reaching for a football floating nearby.
