About 9 months ago, a young dad, recently divorced, moved back home to live with his mom, Carol, who is a neighbor of ours. She is a mature hot blonde and had been a good neighbor. Her son's name is Bobby and he has two young daughters ages 4 & 5. Bobby is about 6', 160 lbs, brown hair, green eyes, and very handsome. His girls are super cute with dark hair.
Bobby would bring the girls to our community swimming pool and see me there while I was swimming and sunning. From time to time, when I had the grandkids over, the kids loved playing together and we would talk while in the water watching the kids swim. Bobby was bummed out by his separation from his wife and was hoping to reconcile at some point. He had experienced the heart-break of divorce twice in his life. Both his grandparents and his parents had divorced and he was hoping to break that pattern. Bobby was purposely not dating so that there would be no obstacles to reconciliation with his ex-wife.
During our conversations, it became apparent that Bobby was checking me out, especially when I wore this one white bathing suit. When this suit got wet it became transparent to the point that my gumdrop nipples were clearly visible. I never wore this suit around the kids or my grandkids. I reserved it for only when my husband or Bobby when we were alone at the pool. From time to time I would even remove the liner from the crotch of the suit to spice things up even more. My pussy is shaved so there was no pubic hair to peek through the suit but it molded to the folds of my vagina and did not leave much to the imagination. As time went along Bobby became more flirtatious and would tell me how he missed physical intimacy with his estranged wife.
One day while we were talking, I asked him about a good location to watch an Arizona sunset. He suggested that a hike to the top of a mountain near the Arizona State University would be an ideal spot. It is called Hayden Butte aka "A" Mountain. It has a great view of the football stadium and campus. In addition there is a good view of Tempe Town Lake and it is on the flight path for Sky Harbor Airport. Since he attended college there he volunteered to give me a personal tour. I decided to take him up on his offer and we decided to go on a Saturday evening. The plan was to ride the Light Rail, have dinner at a pasta and wine bar and then we would hike to the top of "A" Mountain. After watching the sunset we would close the night with coffee and a cupcake at a specialized bake shop.