Hey Rach! This is Stacey. So... do you remember a few months back when you emailed me about you hitting it with Amy's dad? Well, I am sure you do! Lol!
Your email got me into a lot of trouble!
Let me explain...
During the summer campus kicks us out of the dorms so I have to stay with my mom. My mom, as you are well aware, is happily divorced, with my mom renting a 2 bedroom apartment. My mom's apartment complex is really made up of 4 different neighboring apartment complexes that have some how all fallen under the same management group, and as such tenants of any of them are welcome to any of the four pools. Most people go to the bigger one by the central office, since it is right by the work out room and people from the office come out and offer free refreshments from time to time, but the one by my mom's apartment is my favorite. It is much smaller, but more private. Surrounded by a tall chain link fence covered in ivy and tall hedges so it is REALLY private, you cant see in until you are touching the gate, and it has a kiddie pool so it is favored by several parents and their kids who are too young to play with the bigger kids at the other pools. There is a building with two unisex bathrooms which most of the older women change in so as not to have to walk across the parking lot in their swimwear. It is a private enough pool to where I am usually there alone and even if someone is there it is usually another woman. That is except for Mr Nathan Dann.
Mr. Dann is in his early forties, has a flat chested but super thin wife, two little boys, and is a total hunk. He comes to tan, like the rest of us, and whenever he makes an appearance without his wife he invariably ends up flirting with the other women there, putting lotion on there backs, that kind of thing. When he was gone, more than a few housewives and single moms would wonder and gossip about the log he keeps in his trunks! He and I had only spoken a few times by the time you sent me that email since I am normally so shy, and twice he had put lotion on my back. He whispered that he loved my "beautiful skin" and had he not been married he would ask to do my front as well! He said it as a good natured jest, and I know he speaks to EVERY other woman that way, but it was hot!
After reading YOUR email, I kind of became obsessed with Mr Dann. I would imagine his hands back on me, exploring freely, or imagine him taking me like Amy's dad did to you in a parking lot! I mean, at the time I couldn't imagine ever actually sleeping with him. I told myself that my principles were way too strong, and that he was married and too old for me. But flirting couldn't hurt, right? I mean, you had already done so much more with a married guy....
So one day, feeling extremely turned on, I sat in my room reading a trashy romance novel when I saw Mr.Dann walking to the pool alone, and I decided to try to get a third suntan massage! I went down wearing the sexiest, form emphasizing swimsuits I owned! You know me, I am not "super thin", but luckily I am not flat chested either, and the suit I put on draws a lot of attention to my goods! It pushed my boobs up to my chin!
HE was there, but his wife and kids were too! I turned around to run back up to the apartment thinking I could just run up and take care of my own frustration, then realized I looked kind of rude, especially because I was sure Mrs. Dann saw my smile turn into a frown when I looked from Mr. Dann to her so I half turned to go back, but I kind of needed an excuse now to have turned away in the first place!
I decided to pretend like I had forgotten something. They had seen me with my towel already, so I went to the fridge back in mom's apartment and poured myself a glass of lemonade, then grabbed a popsicle from the freezer, and grabbed my sleazy book off of the table.
Back at the pool, I apologized for being a dork and told the Dann's I had forgotten my snack. Nathan, well, he didn't seem like he could care less, but Mrs. Dann looked relieved that I was not avoiding her. It was a good thing I came back! I would hate for the woman to hate me thinking I was already doing something I had only dreamed about!
As usual, the two boys were playing well in the pool while Nathan was lying face down sunning his back and Mrs Dann was sunning her front. I laid face up sunning my front on the other side of the pool, sipping my lemonade and sucking on my cherry popsicle, reading my book, and generally feeling frustrated and jealous of how skinny and hot Mrs. Dann looked..
I was taking my time with the Popsicle, paying more attention to the steamy romance novel in my hands, so it was a total surprise when the cold red liquid fell from my half melted Popsicle onto my sun warmed cleavage. Reflexively I gasped and looked around to see if anyone had seen me embarrass myself and made immediate eye contact with Mr Dann!
Apparently he had turned face up at some point while his wife had flipped onto her back He made no move to pretend that he did not see what I had done, and in in fact went so far as to look down at my chest and lick his lips! I could feel the cold liquid trailing down my chest!
I mentioned before that Nathan was a flirty man but the way he looked at me was not just flirty, it was hungry! While his wife was lying a foot from him completely unaware!
More than a little turned on already, I took his open stare as a challenge! Setting the book down on my leg, I used a free finger to scoop up the red juice from where it was running down my breasts and sucked the juice off of my finger, all the while maintaining eye contact with Mr. Dann! He smiled broadly and winked, then shook his head watching me. His hands stayed still on the armrests of his chair though, so since he wasn't going to return the tease I feigned indifference and picked my book back up, pretending like I WASN'T paying complete attention to him!
Out of the corner of my eye I realized that he was not going to look away from me anytime soon, so still pretending to be engrossed in the book I started working the Popsicle into my mouth like I was sucking a cock. His cock, in my mind. Without looking directly, I could see he was still watching closely. I let the red cherry goo accumulate on the Popsicle while I worked it in and out of my pouty lips, and let if fall in droplets onto my chest!
