As she stood there rubbing her hurt foot, her breasts were firmly pressed into my chest and her thigh was inserted between my legs, rubbing on my crotch.As she stood there rubbing her hurt foot, her breasts were firmly pressed into my chest and her thigh was inserted between my legs, rubbing on my crotch. After what seemed like minutes, but was probably only seconds, she put her leg down and stepped back, looking deep into my eyes as she handed me the beer, her fingers lingering on mine for an extended period of time. "I though you might like this," she said as her fingers continued to stroke mine. My only confusion was what she thought I might like: the beer or the feel of her young body. As I thanked her, she turned and walked back to her chaise, her buttocks naked except for the thin white strip that went down the crack of her ass. By now I had a complete, raging erection that I couldn't hide, even under my Levis. As she got to the chaise, she turned her head and looked at me over one shoulder as she reached back and untied the bikini top, holding it with her hands as she again lay on her stomach, the firmness of her white breasts compacted and pressing out from her body. When my wife finally got home, I was just getting out of the shower and was drying off. She sat on the bed and talked about our new neighbor and all her problems. When she got around to talking about Tracy, my cock started to thicken and rise as pulsations of pleasure ran through my crotch. I walked up to her, took her hand, and put it on my cock. "You've got to be kidding!" she exclaimed. "It's the middle of the day and we just got back from vacation. Besides, I've already made the beds and I'm getting hungry. Put some clothes on and let's go to Rio Bravo for lunch." And that was that! Over the next several months we got to know Stacy even better. |