Author's note: A big thank you to Angel Love for volunteering to be my editor. She reviewed my work and in the process made it much better than it was originally. I believe that her insight and experience not only improved this piece, but will make the rest of my work even better. Thanks again.
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It had been a perfect day for a pool party. Things got underway early in the afternoon and there wasn't a cloud in the sky all day. It had been a hot sunny day and lots of drinking and eating took place during the afternoon and evening. The house was very quiet now. It was late; maybe a little after ten and the partiers had headed home. My wife Sonia had headed up to bed about an hour before announcing that she'd had way too much to drink and needed to lie down. I had just escorted the last guests to their car and returned to do a bit of last minute clean up. As I walked back in the house, I thought I'd get comfy, and changed into a pair of silky boxer shorts.
Having personally escorted most of the guests to their cars, I didn't think anyone was still in the house. Waylon and Willie were still playing when I walked into the bar in the lower level and to my surprise, Brandi one of our daughter's friends was sitting at the bar sipping a fresh drink. She's in her early 30s and I've had the hots for her ever since she blossomed into an adult. Brandi and I had been bantering back and forth all day teasing each other. It had started off as good natured kinda teasing, but as the day wore on the teasing definitely took on a sexual overtone.
Brandi is tall, about five ten with dark sexy features. She has shoulder length brunette hair, very small breasts and a pierced belly button which is usually on display. She still had on her tiny white bikini top but had changed into a short pleated skirt and three inch heels. She was sitting on a bar stool with her legs crossed and most of her thigh was exposed. I couldn't help but wonder if she had anything under the skirt. She definitely looked red hot.
As I walked across the room Brandi smiled and asked if she could fix me a nightcap. I smiled and replied, "Please do."
She slowly slid off the barstool showing lots more thigh as she did and moved gracefully behind the bar. She mixed Bacardi with diet and then headed back to the front of the bar and put the drink in front of me. As she did, she put her right arm around my shoulder and leaned around me with her left hand. She pressed her tits into my shoulder. Like I said, Brandi has smallish tits. The kind that always seem ready to pop out of whatever she's wearing, but they never do. It looked like she was continuing the teasing from earlier in the day.
I turned my head toward her to say thanks and without hesitating, she leaned in and gave me a little kiss on the lips and then stepped back. The kiss was more than just a peck but not long enough to become sensual. The smell of her perfume mixed with the muskiness of the day made my cock start to stir. As she climbed back on her stool, I could see that her nipples were now rock hard and straining against the thin fabric of her top.
As she settled in and crossed her legs she raised her glass to toast, "To a great party and having a great time." Our glasses clinked and we each took a sip. I wondered if there was a special meaning to the way Brandi said, "Having a great time."
I took another sip of my drink to stall a bit while I tried to assess the situation. Finally, I set my glass on the bar and turned a bit toward Brandi. I had decided to push this as far as I could, but I wanted to get there slowly. I told Brandi how hot she looked in what she had on and how great she looked today in the new bikini. As I continued to talk about how her outfits and complimented her great figure, I ran the fingers of my right hand up her left arm which was lying on the bar.
Brandi didn't flinch or try to move her arm. She blushed a bit and thanked me for the compliments. She slowly crossed her legs but I only got a glimpse up under her skirt. I continued to rub her arm as I told her how much I liked how hard her nipples were and how good her tits looked in the small white top. She just giggled nervously. I told her that lots of the guys and even a few girls had commented how hot she looked in the bikini. She took a sip and told me that she thought it was time for her to get a suit that showed off her body a bit.
I agreed with her adding, "I was really very happy that you felt comfortable enough to wear such a daring bikini to one of our parties. You know, when your suit is wet, it's pretty much see thru."
I think she was shocked a bit and she replied, "It is not Michael."