"Come in Leo."
When the doorbell rang shortly after eleven in the morning, I knew who it was. It had all been arranged and I had already formulated a devious plan in my mind to get what I wanted.
I had my eye on Leo for quite some time and I knew we would be alone for at least a couple of hours and I had conceived one hell of a hell of a plot to entertain him!
Leo was about 22 years old, almost a year older than my son, Paul. They were both on the varsity swim team and spent a lot of time practicing in our pool. One couldn't help but admire him. He was very tall and slim, with the wide shoulders and the trim hips of a athletic swimmer. His obvious Mediterranean heritage and the time he spent in the sun gave his skin a glorious, golden bronze color. Both Leo and Paul and the rest of the swim team wore the skimpiest, bikini style bathing trunks you could possibly imagine. Although everything was covered, you could see the outline of every feature of their young, virile bodies.
In preparation for Leo's visit, I had changed into my own skimpy bikini, one that showed off both my breasts and my ass. When I opened the door, Leo was smiling but when he saw me, his eyes went wide and his mouth went slack. I don't think he had ever thought of Paul's mother as being a "chick." I was only 18 when Paul was born, so I was just 39 years old at the time.
I gave him my best smile when I said, "Come in Leo. Paul called and said he would be a little late and that I should entertain you until he got here. Go into Paul's room and change and we'll have a swim before lunch."
He started down the hall towards Paul's room and almost walked into the doorjamb looking back at me. I smiled myself and thought, "This should be easy."
By the time he came out to the pool, I had taken loose my bra top and was laying face down on a chaise lounge. I rose up just enough so that he though he might catch a glimpse of something. "Be a dear and spread lotion on my back. I don't want to get too much sun.”
With my arms at my side, I feigned sleep while he sat on the edge of the chase and began to apply the oil to my back. He made a little movement and I cracked my eyes open just enough to see he was making an adjustment in his crotch. I suspected that the skimpy bathing suit was losing a battle to hold his growing penis in place. I sat partially up and "accidentally" let my bra top slip just a little, bearing part of one boob. His mouth dropped open, his face got red and he looked away after a couple of seconds.
His face was red when he sputtered, "I didn't see anything Mrs. McDonald."
"Nonsense Leo, it's quite all right. I didn't mean to shock you. In fact, I enjoyed having a handsome young man like you admire my breasts. Do you think they are nice?" I dropped my hands and took the bra top away, freeing my boobs. I knew I had big, nice tits and many men had commented on how beautiful they were. They just didn’t know how much I liked having them touched, sucked on and played with.
Leo was just sitting there with his mouth open and his eyes wide, focused on my nipples. I picked his right hand up out of his lap and put it against my left breast. "There, how does that feel? Is it nice and soft? Put your other hand on the other side. Ooh, I like that. Can you feel my nipples getting hard?"
