The summer after I graduated high school, I went to stay down the shore with my mother, brother Tim and my brother's friend Ed for a weekend. We were staying with Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo (my mom's friend) and her husband, their daughter Valeri, and their daughter's friend Jenny. My brother and his friend were both 16 and in the same grade as the two girls, so they already knew each other, but didn't run in the same circles. When we got to the house, we got our rooms (the two boys together, the two girls together, Mr and Mrs Carsillo got the big bedroom, and my mom and I each got our own rooms). I could already see it was gonna be a long weekend as there was only two bathrooms and I had to share the main bathroom with the four other kids. The master bath was connected to the main bedroom and the room my mom was using.
After getting all ready to go to the beach, we took two cars. I drove my mom's car with the other kids and the adults all went together. We got to the beach and picked out a nice spot away from most other people. Tim and Ed immediately ran off to do their thing and attempt to hit on girls.
I took out my cd player and laid out my towel. As I lay there with my shades on, I watched the women strip down to their bathing suits.
Valeri was wearing a floral print bikini and had long dark brown hair to go with her dark eyes and completely tanned athletic body. Jenny had on a navy blue bikini and had milky white skin and long red hair. They couldn't have looked any different. Jenny being the go-getter of the two insisted they take a couple chairs and go tan down by the water to see hot guys. Mr. Carsillo looked like a Hawaiian tourist and sat reading the paper. My mom had just finished taking her shirt off and was about to undo her shorts when she stopped abruptly and laid out on her towel. I turned my head to see what made her stop and saw Mrs. Carsillo stepping out of her shorts and sitting down into a chair next to her husband.
She looked amazing, red bikini, long dark hair and completely tanned like Valeri. She was also in great shape and unlike Valeri, who was about a 34B, she had a nice full 36D. My mom was obviously self conscious, since while she was pretty and large breasted herself, she was nowhere near as bold or fit as Mrs. Carsillo.
I tried not to stare at Mrs. Carsillo and just focus on my music. I must've fallen asleep, because I woke up to an argument between Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo. My mom and the kids were packing up and she was using her eyes to rush me along as well. We all squeezed into one of the cars and left Mr. and Mrs. Carillo behind. I had overheard conversations between my mom and Mrs Carsillo that she argued often with him, but had never seen it in person.
When we got back, mom told us all to get ready to go to the boardwalk. We were going to play mini golf before walking around and having dinner. It was only about 2pm, so were a couple hours ahead of schedule. I didn't really want to wander the boardwalk for so long, but I reluctantly agreed to go anyway. As it was finally my turn to take a shower, I was disappointed to find no hot water left. I wasn't taking a cold shower, but everyone else wanted to go. I insisted they go and I would get a ride with Mr. and Mrs. Carsillo. My mom didn't want to argue with me and took the other four with her.
I sat outside listening to my music for about a half hour before I went in to try the water. Thankfully the hot water was restored. I figured I'd take this time to jerk off too. I couldn't get the images of Valeri and Mrs. Carsillo in their bikinis out of my head. A combination of the warm water and the warm sun shining down through the window behind me felt really good as I stroked my cock. I was so hard and every stroke felt great until I shot my load against the translucent shower curtain.
As I exhaled from my final burst, I heard the bathroom door slam shut. My eyes popped open and shut off the water.
"Oh my god, is somebody in here?" a woman's voice asked.
"Mrs. Carsillo? Is that you?"
I could make out the outline of her body through the curtain and just stood there frozen.
"Rick? What are you doing here? I thought everyone was gone," she said as she danced around a little bit.
"I had to wait for the hot wa . . ."
"Sorry, hun I have to pee really bad," she blurted out as I heard her unzip her shorts and saw her dash to the toilet next to the shower.
I quickly pulled the curtain over further to ensure she couldn't see inside. I just stood there and listened so I would know when she was finished and I could get out to grab a towel. I didn't hear anything.
"Mrs. Carsillo, you still there?"
"Rick, hun, could you turn on the water? It's kinda hard to go with you right there."
I turned on the water, "Yeah no problem, as I was saying there was no hot water before so I told everyone else to go without me and I would just catch a ride with you and Mr. Carsillo."
"Uh Rick? could you not say anything either?"
"Sure, sorry I will just shut up now." I just kinda stared quietly at her outline sitting on the toilet. All I could think of was how she was 'right there' with her shorts around her ankles. I wondered if she had any tan lines, or if she had any hair around her pussy. I felt the blood rushing back to my cock. I still didn't hear anything except the shower. Maybe she was done already.
"All good Mrs. Carsillo?"
"Not yet," she said with frustration.
"Is it because you can still see my outline through the curtain? If you hand me a towel, I'll just get out of here real quick."
"I did have my eyes closed to help me picture you not here, but yes I can make see your whole outline from your head to your . . ."
Her voice just kinda drifted off. I instantly realized that I had turned my body so that she could make out my hand slowly stroking my cock and I turned back away from her.
