This story is for 2021 Nude Day Contest, and I hope you enjoy it. As always, your votes and comments are much appreciated.
Carla was so hot, she felt like she was burning up.
Normally she could handle doing the final clean up on a new house on her own. But working from top to bottom without the benefit of air-conditioning in the middle of July, had her clothes sticking to her body, and her feeling almost sick, sure she'd never felt so sweaty in her life.
Looking longing out through the French doors from the kitchen, the long rectangular pool seemed to be beckoning her from the big, spacious unfenced yard. But she knew if she wanted to go in and cool off, she'd have to take her clothes off and go in in her birthday suit, so she'd have dry clothes to wear when she left to go home.
Then she laughed to herself when she remembered hearing on the radio on the drive over that morning that today was International Nude Day, so she imagined she should be able to get away with it. If she got caught, she'd just tell anyone who asked that no one should be wearing anything on a day that was meant for showing off your body -- especially on a real scorcher like today.
After she'd shed her shorts, T-shirt, panties and bra in the kitchen, she folded them and placed them on one of the high-backed chairs that sat around a beautiful new matching wooden table.
Carefully unlocking and opening the back door, she took a few tentative steps outside, took a look around and couldn't see anyone. All she could hear was some hammering probably on another property, maybe off in the distance somewhere. Because it was hard to tell where the noise was coming from with the way the sounds echoed with so many empty lots on the street. So she decided just to go for it and dive in.
She'd just got in the water, and it felt so good on her overheated skin, that she came up smiling at the feel of the sun on her face as she surfaced. Until she looked up at the house next door, that was still under construction, and realized the hammering had stopped because the roofers were practically hanging off the roof watching her swim around naked. As she looked up at them, they all started cat calling, whistling and grabbing their crotches, and making lewd gestures with their tongues.
Afraid they might come over and try something, or snitch and tell the owner that they'd caught her in the pool, she quickly made her way up the ladder and rushed back inside, still dripping.
After she'd dried off and put her clothes back on and finished cleaning the rest of floors in the house, even after that quick dunk in the pool, she felt sticky and hot again. And she knew with the guys working next door overlooking the pool, there was no way she'd be able to go back out for another swim to cool off.
Though she'd never made use of anything in any of the houses before, she realized she'd have to have a shower to cool off, or she was afraid she might actually collapse.
After she'd pulled her long brown pony-tail into bun, and twisted it onto the top of her head, she stripped off her shorts and T-shirt again. Then she reached in and ran the water in the shower pretty cold, more interested in cooling off her hot skin now than washing.
Inside the glass enclosure, soaping up her big, heavy breasts, she smiled at the enticing little zip that shot between her legs as she roughly tugged and twisted at her nipples. Though what she really needed was a man, as she breathlessly licked around her lips, remembering how she loved the taste of a long, thick, hard one sliding over her tongue. It had been so long since she'd had anyone in her life, at least anyone who knew what she liked.
Ever since she and her cheating, rat-bastard ex-husband Eddie, had split up at Christmas, when he'd walked away from both her and their cleaning business to take up with some young slut he'd met at a strip club, she'd had no one to satisfy her needs.
Sliding a finger into her pussy and closing her eyes, she whimpered, imagining what it would feel like to be filled up nice and tight with the real thing -- preferably, eight or nine long, solid inches of pussy-melting heat.
Softly moaning, rubbing circles around her clit, with the water pelting down punishingly hard on her nipples, as she worked two fingers in and out her squelching pussy, her breathing coming in short, sharp gasps, she could feel her whole body starting to shudder, as the most delicious sensation she'd ever felt washed its way through her. Throwing back her head, she cried out as she made herself come, every inch of her shaking, all the way down to her toes.
"Hmm, so good." she smiled to herself, as she struggled to catch her breath. What a perfect way to cool off, coming harder than she'd come in years under a nice, refreshing cool spray.
Finally taking a moment to appreciate her surroundings, her smile grew even wider, as she enjoyed the splendor of using such a gorgeous bathroom, both to cool off and to get herself off. All done in tasteful shades of white; decorated just the way she'd have chosen, if she were lucky enough to be the lady of the house.
After she'd dried off, she took a critical look at herself in the wall to wall mirror. Turning on her heel, she thought she still had a pretty tight booty for a woman who'd just turned forty. And her breasts, as full as they were, still looked fairly perky, with her big, round pink nipples still achingly erect, after the merciless tugging she'd just given them in the shower.
Considering the fact she'd already stepped over the line by using the facilities, since the house was clean, with nothing left to do but tidy up the bathroom, she let her long, damp hair down to dry and decided maybe she'd lie on her back on the bed for a minute or two. After all, nude day was only going to last for a few more hours, so she couldn't see any point in getting dressed before she had to.
As her lids fell shut, she told herself that she just needed to rest her eyes for a minute or two. And then she'd get up and finish off what she had left to do, before she got dressed again to head home to an empty house.
Spread-eagle on the big, white linen-covered king sized bed, her pussy was still nicely humming after the little work out she'd given it. But she felt so blissed out, and suddenly so tired, she didn't hear the tall, handsome young man walking into the carpeted room and stopping dead in the doorway. His eyes popping when he saw her naked on the bed, with her arms and legs spread open wide.
The way her pussy was still gleaming and her big, beautiful breasts were heaving, she looked like she'd just been ravaged, and taken hard.
His heart starting to pound, without even thinking, he tugged down his fly, fished out his cock and began to slide himself through his fist. It had been months since he'd gotten laid, which made him wonder if he was imagining the gorgeous, naked woman in his bed.
Looking down at the bead of pre-cum leaking out of his slit, seeing as she looked like she'd just been fucked, he wondered what she would think of sliding him over her tongue.
