The sun felt so good as I lay on the large towel in my backyard, the sound of my step-son Pete swimming laps in our pool lulling me to sleep.
I had been so good the past two weeks since the encounter I had with Pete in the kitchen when I had stroked him to a glorious orgasm and he had caressed me through my jeans and gave me an orgasm that almost buckled my knees. God, it was so wrong, but that's just what made it so sizzling hot! Just the thought of Pete's cock was like crack cocaine to me (not that I knew what crack cocaine was like, but it couldn't be better than the sexual thoughts and actions I'd had with Pete!)
I was wearing a sexy two-piece bathing suit and even feeling myself dozing a little I also felt a tingle in my pussy remembering the ropes of cum that shot from Pete's hard cock. I knew my tight fist must have felt exquisite to him as he fucked and fucked and fucked his cock. And the sounds! Gawd! The juicy sounds of his precum as I stroked coupled with his moans of pleasure were heaven to me.
Stop, stop, stop, I said to myself, feeling the tingle in my cunt start to intensify. I can not allow my antics with Pete to continue. Little did he know that if he had wanted to, he could have fucked me in the kitchen. There was no way I could have stopped him!
The ringing of my phone brought me out of my daydreaming.
"Hiya Kerrie," I said, looking at my phone to see who it was.
"Hi to you, girl," Kerrie responded in her playful voice. "What you up to?"
"Just lying out next to the pool with Pete doing laps." I replied.
"You being good?" Kerrie asked.
"You are so bad! Yes, I'm being good. Just lying here soaking up the rays." I said.
"How does Pete look in his suit?" Kerrie teased me.
"You know he looks good." I said, trying to avoid picturing him, his taught body, the shy expression he usually wore, his adorable dimples.
"Can you see the outline of his cock?" Kerrie wanted to know.
"Kerrie!" I said, "stop that. But, yes, you can see the outline. When he came outside to get in the pool, I swear he was a little hard."
"Yummmmm. God I love that," Kerrie said. "Don't think I'm awful, but last night, fucking Russ, I closed my eyes and imagined it was Pete. I came so damn hard!"
"Oh you are wicked. Now stop or you're going to make me so wet it'll show through my suit," I said.
"Okay, since you're being so bad, want to do something?" I asked.
"Tell me!" Kerrie replied.
"Why don't you drive over, park in the front, and sneak behind the house. You can walk along the fence and then go through the opening in the back. Stand next to the tall bush and you can watch." I said, forbidden thoughts swirling through my mind.
"Oh my god, yesssss! Janice, you're the best. I'm just imagining what I might see and my cunt is bubbling!" Kerrie responded.
"K, girlfriend, see you in a few mintues!" I said.
After five minutes or so I called to Pete.
"Honey, would you put some lotion on me?" I called.
Pete came to the side of the pool and lifted himself up. Water poured off him, highlighting his young muscled body.
I couldn't help but run my eyes down his body to his cock. His wet suit was molded to him and his cock was deliciously evident.
"Do my back first, okay?" I asked him.
As Pete got lotion on his hands, I glanced over at the bush I had mentioned to Kerrie and saw she was standing behind it. I smiled at her and she gave me a little wave. She was wearing her little cut off jeans shorts and top that tied showing her firm stomach.
Pete got down on his knees next to me and ran his hand over my back.
Casually, I reached back and undid my top so he could slather the lotion all over.
His hands felt wonderful, caressing the slippery lotion on my sensitive skin. Down my back, over on my sides a little, up, up, working the lotion around my neck. Mmmm, how good it felt. Over and over, getting a little more lotion at times and then massaging it into my warm smooth skin.
He also massaged it on my arms and on my hands. Getting my fingers massaged always felt so good and Pete was a pro at this.
"Pete, you should be a massage therapist," I murmured, thoroughly enjoying his attention.
