This is a fictional account.
Michael woke that Monday, got up, showered and dressed. He went down to breakfast hoping Ann was up too. She wasn't yet but there was a note from the parents. Uncle John got called into work for a while even though he was technically on vacation. The women had gone grocery shopping and would be back later. There was cereal on the table and Michael helped himself to a bowl.
Ann was still not down by the time he finished, so he took the newspaper and when out into the sunny backyard to read the sports on the lounge chair. He was reading about the White Sox when Ann snuck up on him.
"Boo!" she screamed.
"Shit!" Mike yelled, nearly jumping out of the chair. "Don't do that!"
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," Ann said, with an amused laugh. "Hey, I got an idea. Want to go for a bike ride. I can call my dad to see if you can borrow his bike."
"Sure. Nice shirt," Mike said, eying up her tee with the words ‘Pike's Peak' across her breasts.
"Yeah, thanks, I think my folks are planning on taking you guys there tomorrow."
"I'd like to go there right now," Mike stated, with a big grin.
"I'm talking about the mountains, silly," Ann countered, but with an appreciative grin.
"Me too," Mike said, not wanting to move his eyes or change the subject.
"Funny perv! Now listen. We can ride to the park. There are some nice trails there and I know a great spot to get some sun."
"Okay."
"Get your swim suit on under your shorts and I'll call my dad," Ann offered.
Mike disappeared into the house. He was up for anything that involved Ann and him especially if it meant alone. He was back in no time. Ann had called and her dad readily agreed as long as they remembered to use the locks if they left the bikes. Ann assured him they would. She had grabbed a quilt too.
They went to the garage and Ann showed him their mountain bikes. They were practically new Treks. Uncle John's was the perfect height for Mike and Ann grabbed her own, securing the quilt to a rack over her back tire with bungee cords. The lock combinations were their birthdays, so she knew both. They left a quick note in the kitchen and then headed out.
Ann led the way on the narrow sidewalk in the development. That was fine with Mike. He could stare at her shorts-clad ass and those marvelous legs as she strongly pedaled the bike. They rode to the end of the development and it fed out onto a bike path into some woods. A sign read 'Park District Property.' They had more room here and could ride side by side now. Mike thought about going slower to make the ride last but Ann seemed focused on getting somewhere although she would not say where.
"It is going to be a surprise," she said.
They diverted off the main path and took one that seemed to lead deeper into the woods. Then Ann turned off the tarred path onto a dirt trail. It was narrow again now and all Mike could do was follow. She was a strong rider and he found himself concentrating and working to keep up. The path started to climb and the gripping tires of the mountain bikes now came in handy. Ann had come off her seat to power up the hill. Mike did the same watching her beautiful legs to the point he nearly missed a few bumps that should have been easily avoided.
Just when he thought he might have to embarrassingly yell to slow down, they crested the hill and the path flattened back out and opened up. Ann moved over to allow him to come along side. She looked at him, noticing the perspiration starting to dampen his face.
"You okay?" Ann asked, with a huge grin.
"Sure." Mike lied as he huffed and puffed a little. "That's some hill."
"Yeah, you got to get used to it. It's not far now," Ann said and sped up leaving him to trail her again.
Mike grunted a little but sped up too and matched her pace. In a bit they cut off onto a narrow trail again. This one was very bumpy and slightly uphill. They slowed down to navigate the bumps which made Mike happy despite the jarring of the bumps. The bikes handled it well and they soon came to a dead end circle at the top a hill. Ann pulled to a stop near a giant boulder and got off her bike. Mike did the same and his legs felt like rubber. He was glad going back would be mostly downhill.
Ann locked both bikes and grabbed the quilt. She indicated he should follow and led the way around the big boulder. There was a narrow, little-used path that they followed which led around and up onto the top of the giant boulder. It was relatively flat on top and the view was sensational.
"Wow," Mike said.
"I thought you might like it, Flat Lander," Ann quipped, with a huge smile, referring to him being from flat Illinois.
"It's incredible," Mike agreed, avoiding the dig.
"Help me spread the quilt."
They spread the quilt and then Mike watched Ann peel off her top. She had a red bikini top underneath that barely contained her fabulous tits. His eyes couldn't help but drink her in. She looked gorgeous in the tiny red top with her tanned skin and dark hair. Little glimpses of white peeked out from the bikini as she moved and exposed her untanned skin under the top. Next Ann peeled off her tight denim shorts revealing the skimpy red bikini bottoms. Mike's heart raced faster and his cock twitched in his shorts.
"Aren't you going to get your clothes off?" Ann asked impatiently.
"I…ahh, sure," Mike managed to stutter out.
Mike quickly stripped off his tee and shorts and joined Ann on the quilt. He was pretty white skinned still for this late in the year. Ann had smartly rolled up some suntan lotion in the quilt. The August sun was still very potent especially at this altitude.
"Would you rub some of this on my back?" Ann asked Mike.
"Sure," he said, thinking to himself, ‘I'll rub it anywhere you want me to.'
He sat behind her on the quilt, put some lotion on his hand and started rubbing the white liquid into her skin. He did her shoulders first as she held her long dark hair in the front. Next he worked down to her bikini strap.
Don't get any on my suit, please," Ann said. "Here."
She reached back and he watched her undo the hooks holding the strap together. His cock immediately swelled more in his swim trucks. He could not see much more than the sides of her breasts as her hair covered them on both sides as it hung down. He rubbed more lotion into her back down to close to her bikini panty line.
"That's good, thanks," Ann said, refastening the bikini top much to Mike's chagrin.
As he moved to lie down beside her, she took the tube and put lotion on her legs. He watched and wished she had asked him to do that as well. Next she did her tummy and above her bikini top. Not trying to stare forever, Mike sat up and looked out over the beautiful view. He could see tall mountains tops in the distance in most directions. Mountains this size he had never seen back in Illinois. The thick woods below stretched out like a blanket of green. With the flat boulder being higher than anything around, they had a lot of privacy up here. They could see anyone coming up the path before being seen.
"Like it?" Ann asked.
"What's that?"
"The view."
"Oh, sure. It's great," Mike said.
"And private too," Ann added.
"Yeah, definitely."
"Want me do to your back?" Ann asked.
"Sure."
Mike shifted slightly on the quilt so his back was to her. He was thankful somewhat to hide his obvious bulge from her. It seemed when she was around his cock was hard most of the time.
Ann slowly rubbed the lotion into his back. She gave him squirts of lotion so he could do his legs as she worked his back and shoulders. She did down his arms but just the very tops needed it as the lower arms were tan.
"Want to do your chest or you want me to do it?" Ann asked.
"You can," Mike said, enjoying her touching his body.
"Lay back," Ann said.
