Lucy Wright was forty two and divorced with two grown sons. Both sons were in college but that did not mean much as the college was just across town. John the oldest was a senior and due to graduate in the fall. He had an apartment near campus, which he shared with his girlfriend. Joe the youngest was a sophomore and lived at home most of the time.
The sun was hot on Lucy's body as she lay out by the pool. She had the pad off the lounge chair laid out near the edge of the water. She lay on her belly, the string top of her tiny bikini hung from the rail of the pool ladder. Her ass was bare except for the strap of the throng bikini bottom showing at her tailbone.
Lucy shifted her hips from side to side and pushed up on her elbows, her full breasts hung down, her nipples rubbing on the rough material of the pad. She smiled as she felt them harden. She rocked her shoulders and whimpered softly as they rubbed even more.
"Horny old bitch," she whispered softly. Then she sighed and pushed up until she was on her hands and knees. She sat back on her heels and looked at the clock on the wall under the covered patio.
With another sigh, she got to her feet. Joe would be home soon and she needed to get dressed before he got there. It was a pain with him still at home but she loved him too much to insist he live in the dorm.
She replaced the pad on the lounge chair and started toward the house. After a couple of steps, she paused and returned to retrieve her bikini top. Then she grinned and hung it back on the rail.
"That should tease a few of his friends if they come over tonight," she whispered.
It was Friday and usually on the weekends, Joe had a few friends stop by. The pool and patio was where they mostly hung out. Lucy shivered as she thought of how some of Joe's friends looked in just swim trunks.
"Down girl," she whispered to herself as she turned and walked toward the house.
As she approached the patio door, she ran her hands over her upper chest, breasts, stomach, and then her arms, pressing her breasts together. Her body was slick and slippery with sweat. She loved the feeling; it was so sexy and sensuous.
As Lucy reached for the doorknob, the door opened and Brad, Joe's best friend came through it and ran headlong into her. He had been looking over his shoulder so he had not seen her until they collided. She grabbed at him and he grabbed her around the waist to keep her from falling.
Lucy ended up in his arms, her breasts pressed to his bare chest. Brad grinned at her and then looked down at her bare breasts. He pulled her even tighter and looked back into her eyes. "Sorry, I didn't see you."
From over his shoulder, Lucy heard someone whisper, "Holy shit!" It sounded like Tommy, one of Joe's younger friends. He was a freshman and new in town.
The shock of running into Brad was wearing off but Lucy still did not move away from him. It felt so good to be held and.... She shivered hard as she took a deep gasping breath and let it out slowly. Her breasts and nipples moved against brad's muscular chest.
"Where is Joe?" she asked suddenly as visions of her son seeing her mostly naked in Brad's arms flashed through her mind.
"He has a date with Shellie and waited around for her last class to get out," Brad said.
Lucy gave a sigh of relief and tried to step back from Brad but he did not let go of her. "I've often wondered what it would be like to hold you in my arms," he said softly.
"I... I... I..." Lucy stammered.
Then Brad released her and she slowly stepped back. She shivered again as his eyes devoured her body. "Even better than my fantasies," he whispered and then he asked, "Sunbathing?"
She nodded and took another step back, her hands coming up to cover her breasts.
Brad reached out and gently pulled her hands away from her breasts. "It's a little late to hide those now," he said with a grin.
Lucy groaned softly as his eyes dropped to her breasts and then went lower along her belly to the tiny bikini bottom. The top swell of her mound was not covered and the swell of her puffy outer lips showed at the bottom of the suit where it disappeared between her thighs.
"Very sexy and very beautiful," Brad whispered and then he added, "You put most of the girls I know at school to shame."
Tommy whispered, "Holy shit," again.
Lucy groaned and stepped forward to mash her breasts against Brad's chest again. Then she was kissing him. He still held her wrists and slowly moved her arms down and then behind her back. He pulled her tightly to him as he kissed her back.
Somewhere down deep, Lucy realized she was playing with fire but her head was swimming from the kiss and the feel of brad's strong arms and body against hers. She moaned loudly into his mouth as their tongues dueled passionately. If Tommy had not been there, she would have broke the kiss and led Brad away to her bedroom.
As it was, she broke the kiss and pulled away from Brad. "I shouldn't have done that," she whispered softly.
Brad grinned and nodded. "Probably not but I enjoyed it so no harm, no foul," he said and winked at her.
Lucy flashed a grin and then clamped down on it. "I... uh... need to go get my top," she whispered.
Brad still held her hands behind her back. With a deep sigh, he slowly released her wrists.
With a smile, Lucy turned and walked back toward the pool putting one foot in front of the other, walking mostly on her toes. She could feel the sway of her ass as she did.
She heard Tommy whispered, "Holy shit," again.
This made her grin as she stopped by the rail and picked up her top. Turning toward the two young men, she took her time putting the top on. She even bent forward slightly to settle her breasts in the two triangles of cloth as she tied the strings behind her back.
With the top on, she walked back over to stand in front of Brad. "Are there going to be many people here tonight?"
"Joe, Shellie, Tommy, and me are all I know about," Brad replied.
"Maybe I'll find a more respectable bathing suit and join you later," she said, her eyes locked with Brad's eyes. "Or maybe I'll just stay in my room with a good book."
Brad grinned and said, "I love to read."
"I'll just bet you do," Lucy whispered as she stepped around Brad and entered the house. Tommy scrambled to get out of the way.
Lucy smiled at the younger man and winked. "This will be our little secret, right?"
"Oh, yes ma'am," he said with a big grin. "And I must say, it is the most beautiful secret I've ever seen."
Lucy grinned and headed for her bedroom well aware of the two young men staring at her ass again as she did.
*****
When her bedroom door closed, Lucy leaned back against it and moaned softly as her hands came up and caressed her breasts through the bikini top. Her nipples were so hard they ached. Her palms on them shot jolts of tingling pleasure straight to her soaked pussy.
One hand stayed on a breast but the other reached up and untied the string at the back of her neck. When the cloth fell away from her left breast, her fingers found her nipple to squeeze and roll it back and forth. She moaned again as visions of Brad sucking her nipple floated around in her brain.
With a shiver and a deep groan, she pulled her hands away from her breasts and brought them up over her head as high as she could reach. Taking a half step to the side spread her thighs enough for her to feel cool air on her hot sex.
Brad holding her hands tightly behind her back had brought back memories from a long time ago. Memories of a young man who had tied her up, blindfolded her, and made slow sensuous love to her for hours on end. She had come so many times she had lost track of the number.
Lucy groaned softly as her hips rolled and flexed at the memory. Then she sighed and lowered her arms. "That would be so nice to relive," she whispered. Mentally she wondered how she could get the idea across to Brad.
