It had been several days since Anna had returned home to her apartment. She notified the airline of her intention to resign and take Vickie up on her offer to sell real estate. Obviously, she'd have to obtain her license and until then would run their adult bar.
She was anxious to see Scott but he had been away on a business conference and was set to return today. So, she put on a bikini and headed down to the pool -- his favorite spot.
Anna had been laying out for about two hours when she heard that familiar voice.
"Well, hello. Thought you were flying out this week," Scott inquired.
"I quit," she shot back looking back up in his direction.
Scott stood just a few feet away in a black speedo which barley covered his genitals.
Then again, he'd never been particularly modest and relished showing off his hard abs.
"Quit? Well, what are you going to do?" he asked.
"I'm going to work for Greg and Vickie. She asked me to sell for her... real estate. Of course I'll have to study up and get my license but she doesn't think that will be difficult for me. Until then, she wanted me to help out down at the bar," she responded.
"No shit," Scott exclaimed. "That's wild, you working down there. So, what did they say when you told them you were leaving? They didn't ask for a notice."
"Well, I had at least 2 weeks' vacation coming to me and honestly, they've downsized our crew anyway. Stephanie asked if I could join her and some of the gang for drinks and a send off later this week but the airline was cool," Anna explained.
"Hey, while you're up, would you be willing to put some sunscreen on my back? I got the front but could stand some on my back," she asked as she handed a tube of lotion not waiting for a response.
Scott took up a position on the nearby lounge chair. But before he started, Anna slipped her hand back and unsnapped the top and pulling the straps to the side.
Scott squirted lube in his hands, rubbed them and then applied the warm liquid to her smooth skin.
It had literally been months since his hands had touched her.
Her tanned flesh was warm and soft under his fingers as he let his fingers glide over her back. While his hands were moving across her torso, his eyes were fixed on the cheeks of her ass, the yellow bikini bottom clinging to her skin.
It was strange. He knew deep down he was gay. He couldn't deny the feelings he had for other men, the way he hungered for their touch, the taste of their cock, the feel of their hard manhood penetrating his ass. But something about her still excited him.
He could smell the perfume, the scent of which, teased his senses. Even now he could feel his cock harden at the thought of being with her. He stopped. He knew the longer he massaged the lotion into her skin, the more his thoughts explored the possibilities.
Those days were over. They had both moved on -- him to other guys and her to women. Maybe other guys, he didn't know. He only knew he wasn't the man who she had sex with months before. He was different... changed.
As he started to lay back, "Here, let's get some on you too. Don't want to burn," Anna warned.
Scott wasn't sure he really wanted suntan lotion on but she really didn't ask. Simply squirted lotion on her hands and then giving him a look with her eyes that beckoned him to turn his back to her.
Anna smothered the liquid over his back, on his shoulders, neck, and sides. Then playfully she reached around with her hands and twisted both nipples. "Hey," Scott shot back.
While it really felt good, he put a stop to her playing and lay back on the chair.
"You should really do the front too," she encouraged.
"I'm good," he answered back. For the next couple of hours, the two lay out in the sun occasionally taking a dip in the cool waters of the pool.
"So that night I saw you at the club with that guy... I assume you two went back to his place?" Anna inquired, Before Scott responded, "I got the impression he didn't like me much."
"That was Brent," Scott answered. "...and he's sort of a dick anyway. I think he was jealous. I mean you looked pretty hot and I think you told him you were my girlfriend."
"Yea, I hope that didn't fuck things up for you," Anna smiled. "Didn't know what else to say...and you were hot too. I've never seen you in leather."
"I think I'm gonna' head back to the apartment. Why don't you stop by in a bit. Let's catch up," Anna smiled as she grabbed her towel.
"Sure," Scott shot back.
Anna went straight to the shower. Peeling off her bikini, she let the cool water rain down on her from the shower head. Scott looked great. She wasn't sure he'd be up for what she had in mind but she wanted to try.
Anna picked up her razor and lathered up her legs and pussy, shaving off any stubble until she was silky smooth. She shampooed her hair and conditioned it before she stepped from her shower.
A few minutes later, she went into the kitchen and poured her a nice Pinot, waiting on her one-time boyfriend to arrive.
It was perhaps two hours later when Scott rang her doorbell and Anna answered it wearing nothing but a sheer pink wrap up, knotted at the hip with a white bikini top.
Her tanned smooth legs accentuated with the freshly painted pink toenails.
In contrast, Scott was wearing a t-shirt and black shorts with sandals. "Come in," she coaxed as she ushered him in. "I was just having a delightful glass of wine. Or would you prefer a beer?"
"No, wine's good. I'll have what you are drinking..." he replied.
As Anna walked by, he again smelled the perfume, a scent he instantly recalled. It brought back memories of them together, moments they had shared.
Anna poured Scott a nice glass and brought it over. "Cheers," she intoned as they clinked their goblets together.
