Quite a few years ago I was working during the summer between my freshman and sophomore years in college. It was a particularly hot July day and all I could think of was getting a cold beer and jumping in our pool. So when I arrived home I ran upstairs and quickly changed into my bathing suit and then went right out to the pool grabbing a beer from the refrigerator as I passed it by.
I had expected and hoped to have the pool all to myself when I got out there but what I found was my sister and her friend Anne sunning themselves by the pool. I really liked Anne a lot. She was every guy's idea of the perfect woman, blond busty and beautiful. She wasn't stuck on herself either. Although head cheerleaders usually got pinned as being mindless Anne was in fact a member of the honor society and had gotten early admission to Stanford. I can remember wondering what she was doing hanging around my sister who I considered to be as dumb as a rock.
They seemed to both be sleeping so I ran to the far end of the pool and jumped in just to get cooled off quickly. I'd decided that since they were out there I'd just go back in and catch up on some reading I needed to do for the fall semester. As soon as I surfaced in the pool I heard my sister complain, "Oh shit it's you! What are you doing here?"
"I live here remember?"
"Don't remind me." Sibling rivalry was alive and well between us.
"I love you too Laura."
"Hi Peter, how're you doing?" Anne asked in her usual bubbly way. Anne was the type of girl who could turn around an otherwise crummy day.
"Great! How've you been."
"I'm going inside," my sister announced. "You coming Anne?" Now Anne was seldom at a loss for words but she seemed a bit perplexed and didn't answer right away. "I'll be inside anyway." With Laura stormed off.
"What's with her?" I asked.
"Her boyfriend dumped her."
"Good. He's a lazy jerk anyway."
"Yeah, that's what I told her but you know Laurie, stubborn."
"Yeah."
"Peter, would you rub a little aloe on my back. I peel really easily if I don't take care of my skin." I couldn't believe my good luck in her asking me to do this. Anne had long been a 10 in my book and I'd always wanted to get my hands on her but never had. Even though this wasn't exactly the way I had imagined I'd take it. Anne held up a tube of aloe for me and got on her stomach on a towel next to the chair she'd been sitting in. "Do the back of my legs too if you don't mind." Mind? I sarcastically thought to myself that that wasn't about to happen.
I knelt down beside her and started applying to lotion to her back. I had no sooner applied a little to her should when she yelped, "Ouch!"
"I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't think I rubbed that hard."
"You didn't," she said, "Laurie and I went riding this morning and the horse threw me so I'm really sore there."
"Huh," I said, "There's no bruise."
"Listen, would you mind massaging my should a little bit first. I think it's just a muscle spasm and if you could just work it out I'd be forever grateful." I repositioned myself between her legs so I could massage her shoulders properly. The first few times I rubbed her should she yelped but told me to continue. I could feel the tension in her and then felt it melting away as I massaged her. As she became more relaxed I went to massage the rest of her back but my fingers caught in her bikini strap. Without saying a thing Anne reached behind herself and unsnapped the top. "You're hands feel great. Please don't stop." She pleaded.
I hadn't planned on stopping but her reassurance of what I was doing was nice too. I noticed that as I rubbed her back the tips of my fingers seemed to tingle and the feeling traveled up my arms and down my body to my groin. In no time at all I was hard. I was getting braver and as my hand massaged her side I could feel a bit of her breast. I was ready for her to stop me or otherwise indicate that the attention was unwanted but it didn't come. Still, she hadn't done anything to encourage my advances either so I decided to try something. I put both my hands on the sides of her neck and rubbed the back of her neck with my thumbs. Doing such required that I lean forward somewhat and as I did my cock would necessarily bump into her ass. Still, she didn't say anything nor did she encourage my advances. I concentrated on her neck as long as I dared and not seem too obvious. I then shifted my attention to her lower back. Anne did encourage me to the extent that she'd say "mmmmm" or "that feels good" but nothing more.
To do her lower back I moved to her side so that I was now facing her ass. I rubbed her lower back and let my hands slip slightly under her bikini bottom. I was hoping she'd encourage me to go further but she didn't. I then put one of my hands on each of her legs and started long sweeping massage moves on each leg. I decided it was now or never so as I pulled my hands up toward me I lets the move up over her ass and massage there. I expected her to slap them away but when she didn't I decided she actually wanted me to do something.
I had just pushed my hands totally underneath her bikini bottom when I heard, "Shit! What are you two doing?" It was Laurie and she was using her best threatening voice.
We were both started but Anne recovered quickly and said, "Listen, I need to get home anyway. I'll see you tomorrow Laurie." I realized that Anne had smartly not answered Laura's pointed question and had just quickly removed herself from the situation, something I could do.
"See ya," was all Laura said to Anne as she quickly departed our back yard.