My name is Cynthia.
At the time I was 34yo with two teenager kids and happily married to my only husband.
We lived at the last floor of an apartment building and shared a terrace with our neighbors.
A day in September kids were at school but the weather was fine so I went to the terrace for a bit of sun.
I wanted to talk a little so I called my neighbor.
"Hi Jane, I am on the terrace for a bit of sun. Do you want to come here and have a talk?"
"Well, yes. My kids are at school too, I come".
Five minutes later Jane was in the terrace. We started to talk in our bikinis. Family, kids, school, husband and so on.
At 36 Jane was a bit older than me and we were really good friends.
The weather was really fine and the sun was strong. Hot. Nobody could see us.
At a certain moment we kept our tops off and tanned our naked boobs.
Nothing special. I use to tan topless when nobody is around and Jane also. Being sure that no one could see us a few other times we sunbathed in the buff but we were good friends and confident enough in each other. We went to the gym together and sometimes to the beauty centre for massages and so on.
Jane had a strong complexion, a sort of a thick girl with a couple size over mine. By the way I was 5.7, brunette, green eyes and no more than 140 pounds.
We kept talking quietly with naked boobs. We also made comments.
I had tiny tits with long nipples, Jane a couple of nice hangers, something like a 34d with a bit of sag.
"Your nipples are very nice."
"Always hard. When I was younger their shape embarrassed me. Now I dare the braless look from a dress or two."
"I noticed. At the last party you caught many sights from the guys. Your nipples made an evidence on your top like little cocks."
Jane had always a rather explicit speech and I giggled at the comparison.
"Actually I dare the topless also in public."
"Really?"
"Yes, on the beach or on the boat when nobody is around."
"Have you ever been caught?"
"A few times on the beach and last Sunday a boat came really near us in a small inlet."
"Didn't you cover?"
"I didn't made a single move. Not big deal. I was upset with my husband and deliberately showed off."
We remained silent a moment then Jane playfully said.
"I'm sure my husband would like to see your little titties. He always says mine are on the saggy way."
"Ok, take him with you next time, but don't say to my husband. He is so jealous..." I joked.
We burst in laughter.
"You silly."
The sun was really hot and five minutes later we shad also our panties and lay naked on the sun bed.
We also made comments.
I have a smooth little pussy and Jane a rather fat one with prominent vaginal lips.
We made comments about the preferred method to keep them hairless.
Pulsed light hair removal for me and waxing for Jane.
Her vaginal lips were totally smooth so I asked her if she doesn't feel pain being waxed there and she said a little especially on the first times but she was so happy with the results.
"My husband is like a boy in a candy shop at licking it smooth and not only him..." she giggled.
"Who else?" I asked her being rather curious, but Jane remained silent and I didn't insist.
The sun was really bright and Jane offered to pass me oil.
Her hands ran on my body caressing and oiling.
My shoulders, my arms, my legs, my tummy. Even my breasts and my nipples.
Very pleasurable. Oiling my breasts she stirred my nipples making them erect and pressed a knee between my legs. I made her place.
"Are you ok girl?"
"Yes I am".
In a minute or two she lowered her mouth and started to lick my wet pussy. I came quickly and a little orgasm shook my body.
"Next time is to you," Jane said coming back to her place.
In disbelieve I looked at her naked ass while she walked back to her house.
I remained excited all the day and in the afternoon I masturbated silly in the jacuzzi. Later in bed I searched for my husband's embrace and fucked him for one of our best fuck ever.
For two or three days I thought on what happened. All had been so easy, and Jane's action on me so pleasurable. I had suspicions of course and I called myself stupid but sexual pleasure is like a mild snake biting your ankles.
Two or three other days passed by and Jane called me.
Kids were at school, our husbands were at work and the sun was bright again.
If we bumped into each other casually like always I acted shy in those days not over passing the usual hello.