I recently went to my cousin Lori's wedding out west. Her family moved out of state the summer after she finished high school and she went to college out there. Although we were a year apart, we were in the same grade since I was held back in my 3rd year. We attended the same school and were often in the same class. Lori had turned 18 shortly before the end of High School and we graduated together. We were very close growing up. I practically lived at her house as we divided our time between her huge outdoor pool and hanging out in her giant basement. Since then, we have only seen each other at an occasional family Christmas party or wedding.
I took some vacation time and went out a few days early to visit. Lori met me at the airport and we went back to her place. She made a nice lunch of Mexican appetizers and we lingered over a wonderful sangria as we reminisced about the old days and got reacquainted.
Finally conversation seem to run dry, so I suggested a trip to my hotel to swim and to hit the spa for massages before I took her to dinner at the hotel. So she packed a bag to avoid coming back here to get ready for dinner and away we went.
I knew Lori had a nice body, you could tell just by looking at her. She was taller than average, thin and firm, yet with all the right curves. Kind of like a belly dancer, curvey and sexy, yet tight and toned all at the same time, but when she took off her cover up at the pool, I just about died. She was wearing a sexy red one piece swim suit that had no back, it just wrapped around and tied at the back of her neck, conforming miraculously to her awesome chest, leaving stupendous cleavage that was tanned golden, while cutting high over her hips to outline her fabulous ass. Her breasts were ample and firm, and you could plainly see the outline of her areolas and her prominent nipples. Lori was an early bloomer and had sprouted what had seemed like huge breasts that had looked out of proportion on her thin young body, but now, completely filled out, with all the curves of a woman, she was amazing.
After a leisurely swim with some light teasing and some playfull dunking, including more than a few tantalizing brushes with her succulent chest and some much firmer contact as she pressed herself flat against my back trying to force me under the water, not to mention getting my hands on her taut ass and silken thighs quite a bit, we hit the spa before meeting up in the room to get ready for dinner.
Dinner was quite intimate and the restaurant was very romantic; we rehashed dozens of old stories and drank several bottles of wine. Lori was very tipsy and since my room had a pull out couch in addition to the King sized bed, I convinced her to stay the night. Since driving was not an issue, we ordered a couple of after dinner drinks before going for a quick midnight swim.
Before Lori moved away, we used to sneak out to swim late at night when her family had gone to bed. Many times we did not want to risk going for our suits, because the door to the pool house was so noisey, so we would skinny dip, each promising not to look, yet almost always trying to do so.
While floating around in the otherwise empty pool we talked about college and our jobs, and somehow about sex. We talked around it for a while until Lori asked about my first time, and if it had been memorable. I said I had never forgotten and it was one of the best memories I had. I think the alcohol had made her bold, and she pestered me to tell about it.
"It was with a real hottie," I told her, "not like some of my friend who had conned a fattie or the ugly girl to get laid, but one of the best looking girls I had ever known."
"Who was she, did I know her," Lori inquired?
"Oh yeah, certainly" I replied.
"No way, when was it, who was she, tell me?"
"It was the week after Graduation and we were shooting pool in her basement after swimming real late one night."
Lori got real quiet now and I continued.
"We had just come inside from swimming to shoot pool and we were still in our swim suites. I asked her if we were going to play our standard rules and she had laughed".
"Yeah right", she had replied, "how long ago since we did that?"
Not since you got those big knockers I thought to myself. "Not since we were kids" I said. "Your legal now my thoughts continued."
"Kids playing I'll show you mine if you show me yours she had quipped."
"So?" I had asked.
"No way, are you crazy" was her reply.