It was late May, and my friend Kim had been asking when I would get my pool open. I usually get it set up around Memorial Day, when the weather hits the 90's consistently, and all the tassels are off the trees. She likes to come over and do water exercises, which are easier on her knees than just working out. I kidded her that I should have it open in a couple of days, and I'd call her, but she'd have to come over and go skinny dipping with me. Kim was about to turn 70(I'm 55) on June 1, and while she was not the skinny gal she was in her youth-she'd added a little bit of a belly-she was still attractive. She'd been a friend of the family for some years, and I'd always had a crush on her. She was quite flirty, and I always flirted right back, though nothing ever came of it. Now that she'd lost her husband about a year ago, I'd eased up on the flirtation, figuring she'd need some time to recover. She seemed game, though, playfully asking me if I really wanted to see a 70 year old woman naked.
"If it's you, absolutely!!" I replied.
"We'll see about that," she said.
She'd always told me how much fun she could be. I called her bluff. "You're always telling me how much fun you are, here's your chance to show me."
I had the pool open that weekend, and called Kim on Friday night. "Pool's up, what time are you coming over tomorrow??"
"How about mid afternoon?? We can go to dinner after we get out."
Hmmm...was she asking me on a date in a back door kind of way?? "I'd like that. Swimsuit is optional, ya know!"
She laughed. "Be careful what you ask for!!"
The next afternoon, I was working on the pool deck-it's an above ground pool-when I heard Kim pull up. I live on a corner lot, with the pool around the far corner of the house, shielded on one side by the house, on the other by trees. I slipped my suit off and climbed down the ladder into the pool. She called out to me; I yelled back, "I'm over in the pool, come on back." Kim stepped up onto the pool deck in a button down denim skirt that came just above her knees, and a white peasant top with a navy pattern on the front. I could see she had used the outfit as a pool cover up, as her suit straps were visible in the neckline. "Come on in, I said.
Kim pulled her top off, then dropped and stepped out of her skirt, hanging both over the deck railing, revealing a light blue tank suit that showed her figure well. She looked good in it. Despite some belly, she had what I guessed were 36C tits, and an ample but great looking ass that I often wanted to grab. Unlike many women of a certain age, she had not cut her hair short, leaving it long, and her chestnut locks cascaded over her shoulders. Looking up at her from my vantage point in the pool, I could also see she had a full bush, since there was a nice crop of stray pubes sticking out from the leg bands. She looked down at me, now realizing I was indeed naked.
"You weren't kidding about skinny dipping, were you?" she asked.
"Nope. Not at all."
Through the years I had known her, Kim had always been something of a Bible thumper, and usually dressed conservatively, wearing skirts or dresses that came down past her knees, though her tops often yielded some cleavage, and I had frequently caught glimpses of her bra, and once in a while more when she would wear a bra top under her shirt. Yet, under all that, I had a sense she had a wilder side that wanted to come out. She had often said in her school days she was boy crazy. Now 50-some years later, I was hoping it was still true.
She got a mischievous look in her blue eyes. Looking directly at me, she pulled the strap of her suit off her left shoulder, then down over her elbow exposing her ample left breast. She then did the same on the right, and I was now looking at a pair of nicely shaped tits that had some hang to them, but no real sag. Her nipples stood up now that they were out in the open air. She pulled her suit down over her belly, rather round as I expected, but not fat, and finally over her thighs. I found I was right about her bush. It was full and dark, though I could see her outer labia just slightly parted through the thick curls.
"Still think you want me to go skinny dipping??" She asked, smiling.
"Hell, yeah!! I exclaimed. "You're better looking naked than I ever imagined!!"
"You've thought of me naked??" she asked, feigning disbelief.
"Oh sure. I have a confession to make too."
"Really. What's that??" she asked.
"I've not only thought of you undressed many times, but I've had a crush on you for years."
Kim climbed down the ladder into the pool and took my hands in hers. "I also have a confession. I've had thoughts about you too, always thought you were good looking. You may have noticed how a lot of times I wore tops that showed me off a little??" I said I had. "I knew I could never do anything as long as I was married, but I also knew you noticed me, and I wanted to give you a little treat, maybe get you excited."
"Oh you did-I frequently imagined you riding me with those sweet tits resting on my chest. I'll let you in on another secret. I've spilled a lot of come for you with that fantasy."
Kim smiled up at me. "Maybe it's time we take things where we could not before. I'd hate to see you waste all that come you have for me." She embraced me, resting her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head, and she looked up at me. I leaned down and kissed her full on the lips. I could feel my hardening cock pushing into her belly. I knew she had to feel it too. She reached down and started stroking my now almost completely stiff penis, bringing me to full erection. Once I was hard, she stopped and held my cock for a moment.
"I have another confession,"
