I run my cold fingers from the ice chest along the tanned sun warmed skin of your exposed ass cheek. Skin pebbling in my finger's wake. You woke this morning mad at me, some slight I am sure I am responsible for but don't understand. We loaded the boat after breakfast in strained silence. We joined our friends out here, you smiling, laughing, visiting and floating in the water. Me confused but playing along.
You flip as the cold water from my fingers runs under your suit to the crack of your ass, with a glare at me for the cold and the mad. My boat has floated away from our friends. Pink loud on our boat singing about glitter creating a small bubble.
I have been watching you warm, after floating, in the sun's caress trying to figure out the mad, cold beer mostly full in my hand. You settle back into the caress of the sun, wet cold from my fingers drying on your full ass. You know I am watching, because you subtly shift your legs apart. Oh glorious beautiful woman. I can just see the edge of your pussy.
"You are burning," I say. You huff as you sit up, spraying down with sunscreen; the coconut smell filling the air. You flip over, lush body shiny from the spray. Oh fuck I am wet from watching you. The red triangle of your top has slipped and a white edge is showing. I lean over from my seat and with cold fingers lightly move it over to cover the white. You open your eyes...cutting to my fingers. Huff again but your nipple gets hard.
We are playing this game, you are mad but horny. I need to step lightly. I love touching you when you are warm from the sun, you know this. I get up to lay on the seat in the sun above you. I rest my hand on the floor close to you. I lay still for a moment the seat hot on my stomach just watching through my hair as you breathe. I run my fingers along the inside of your arm. Your breath hitches but you allow it. I move my fingers up and down the length of your arm the back of my hand touching your breast at the top of each stroke. Your eyes stay closed. You shift your arm closer to your body. The games!
So I continue to stroke but now at the top of each stroke my finger grazes over the edge of your tit. Skin soft, pebbling with touch. I get a little bolder and actually run my fingers lightly over the top of your covered nipple. Again your breath hitch's and you moan a little, eyes still closed. I just stroke you along your soft torso, along your arm up over your breast and nipple. Watching as you, shift towards my fingers with each stroke. Arching up to meet my fingers when they drag across your nipple. I just continue the game now sometimes dipping along the curve of your tan belly along the top edge of your suit.