Angie was enjoying her first day home from school. A teacher for the last three years at the senior high school, she was glad to be off for the summer. She looked forward to not having anything she just had to do for the next couple of months. This was the part she loved the most about being a teacher. She was already enjoying just being able to lie around the pool in her back yard and work on her tan.
She looked extremely good in the skimpy bikini she wore around the pool when she was alone or with her husband Paul. Angie was five feet eight and weighed 120 pounds. Her legs were long and shapely; a perfect match for the luscious body they carried around. Large full breast mounted high on her chest never needed the support of the bras she had to wear while teaching. Bras were something else she would not need until school started back in the fall. Her hair was long and sandy brown. The ponytail she had it tied up in made her look younger than her twenty-seven years.
Angie wasn't conceded about her looks. She knew that she attracted a lot of attention from males of all ages. From the time she first started developing boys and men were constantly after her. That she was still a virgin when they married was something of a miracle in its self considering she didn't mind the looks she got from the other sex.
Paul was a handsome man that many women had lusted after. He wasn't a virgin when they married but even he hadn't had a lot of experience. They met in college and married a couple of years later when they graduated. He knew that he was a lucky man to have such a beautiful wife. He took pride in other men lusting after her. He didn't have a jealous bone in his body. He even insisted that the clothes she wore be as sexy as possible. This was a problem when she was in school but once out for the summer she was happy to full fill his wishes.
On their honeymoon they had gone to the islands. A couple of days there and they discovered the nude beaches. The rest of their weeks stay was mostly on that beach. Paul was just as happy as Angie to be naked before others on the beach. The young couple attracted a lot of attention from everybody. Men and women alike hit on them every day. They didn't take any of them up on the offers but it did make for some heavy sex at night.
Angie found out that she liked to see naked men as much as Paul liked to look at the women. All of the people they met on the beach were not young. Some of them were in their sixties and the sight wasn't very pretty. She had come from a small Alabama town and never even thought about black men. Her father would have killed her if he even thought she talked to one. The black men on the beach drew a lot of attention from her. The beach gave her, her first opportunity to see other men nude beside her husband. She found the black men with their large cocks most interesting.
Angie and Paul made it a yearly trip back to the island as part of their vacation. They never went so far as to have sex with anyone else but it was exciting for them to see and be seen on the nude beach. It was on these trips that Angie began to wonder what it would be like to have the black men touch her white skin. Back at school she paid more attention to the few blacks in her class.
The three years she had been teaching at the High school she had been hit on by students and teachers alike. Her lively personality and refusal to get mad made her a favorite among all the students. Many a hard cock had set through class daydreaming of what she must look like under the stylish skirt and blouses she wore. She wasn't opposed to letting some of the senior boys have a peek down the top of her blouse as she bent over to help them. She found that watching the young guys getting turned on did the same for her. Paul could always tell when something like this happened because of the hot sex that night.
Angie was swimming laps when Al came by to ask her what she wanted him to do next. Al was the young son of one of their neighbors. Paul had hired him to do the yard work and keep the pool clean during the summer. He was a tall young black kid that had just graduated from High School and would be going to college that fall. They were the only black family in the neighborhood.
Angie liked to look at the young boy. He was really muscled up with large muscled arms and strong legs. He reminded her of the men she saw on the beach. His stomach was a hard six-pack and she just wondered what he had packed in his cut offs.
Al stood and watched as his employers wife swam back and forth in the pool. Like all the other young men he couldn't take his eyes from her almost naked body as she swam from one end to the other. He had never been this close to someone who looked like her. He knew enough to know that she was off limits to someone like him.
Angie finished her laps and came to the side of the pool. She stood in the water that only came up to her waist. Her arms were propped on the edge of the pool as she looked up at Al standing above her. "Good morning Al. What are you doing this morning?"
""Morning Miss Angie. I was about to cut the grass and I just wondered if you wanted me to start in front or back here?" Even to him it sounded foolish. What difference did it make where he started?
Angie looked up at him standing directly above her. His muscular legs were only an arm length away. She could reach out and touch him if she had the nerve. Her eyes moved on up his body to the growing lump in his pants, and then on up to his bare chest. He was the blackest man she had ever seen. Most of the blacks she had in school were at least a little light skinned but Al was completely black. Only the white of his eyes and the pink of his open mouth broke the totally blackness of the young fellow. She remembered that Abe, his father was almost as black but even he was slightly lighter.
Her eyes left his chest and moved to his face. Her eyes met his and she realized that he was focused on her tits. Several seconds went by without her saying anything. She had leaned forward with her arms resting on the deck of the pool. The move had opened up her top even more and she knew he was getting an eye full of her chest. Like before on the beach she let him look. She glanced down and saw his cock was now completely hard. Her cunt became moist even in the pool.
This brought her back down to earth. "What are you doing letting this young black man see all of your breasts?" She thought. She leaned back and her hands dropped down to her sides. Her breasts were at least somewhat covered. At least as well covered as the suit was meant to cover.
She was looking at him when he realized that he had been staring at her almost naked tits. If a black man could turn red then Al would have. He knew he had been caught looking, no, he had been caught staring. He wanted to drop through the floor. Angie knew how embarrassed he must be knowing he had been caught red handed. She also knew that most of it had been her fault. She just smiled at him as she walked out of the pool.
"Why don't you just start around here and I can moved the chairs out of your way when you get close to them." She climbed out of the pool and walked towards him. The wet bikini hid absolutely nothing. Her nipples were hard and sticking through the thin material of the suit. The rest of the suit was molded to her body.
Again he was staring at her. "Al. Al! Al!" It was the third time before he realized he was still staring at his pretty boss.
"Oh! Yes Mam."
"Al, we are going to be around each other a lot this summer. Don't you think you need to control your reactions?"
"I'm sorry Mam, but I couldn't help my self. I haven't seen many women before."
"I guess I should be flattered, but you want get any work done standing around. Now go get the mower and lets get started."
He was off like a shot. Angie had to laugh at the way he had acted. She knew that he had seen her in the suit before but she had never seen him act this way.
Through out the morning they worked together. He cut the grass as she pulled grass from the flowerbeds and moved the pool chairs around out of his way. She still had on her bikini and found she liked having the young black man sneaking looks at her as they worked. It was almost an hour before his cock finally softened just a little. She did her own looking when he didn't notice. She liked what she saw. He must be fully as large as Paul and most of the men she had seen on the beach. He was going to really be something when he was completely grown.
Angie fixed sandwiches for them and they sat down in the kitchen to eat. Once he was seated his eyes went to her breasts again. She saw him but didn't make any commit this time. Boys will be boys and she was glad that she could at least keep his interest.
After lunch she went back to the flowerbeds and he cut the front lawn. It was just out side her bedroom window that she found her plants had been trampled down. Her first thought was one of the neighbors dogs had slept in her flowerbed. Then she saw footprints. She looked up and saw that she was right under her bedroom window.
Someone had been looking in her bedroom window! Who would be doing such a thing? From the looks of things it wasn't just once. It had happened several times before. Standing up she found herself staring straight at the foot of her bed. It bothered her to know that someone had watched as she and Paul made love. At the same time she found herself feeling a little excitement in the pit of her stomach to know she had been watched. She got the same feeling she had when the people on the beach would stop and talk to them with them all nude.
She didn't mention what she had found to Al or Paul that night. Al finished up and she sent him on home even though it was plain to see that he wasn't in a hurry to leave.
