It's been an unexpectedly warm week so the four of us have been laying by the pool most of the morning. I left my sunglasses next to my drink because I was enjoying seeing you lay there in your new blue bikini. Your dark hair, resting against your tan shoulders and your face looking so serene in the sunlight. Love how your breasts so look nice and round, with the nipples prominently showing against the thin material. Your bikini bottoms are dangerously small for your lanky figure, they're riding low enough that I can see the soft stubble at the top from where you'd just shaved your pussy a few days ago.
Just thinking about last night was making me get even more aroused – to think that I had those very same hard nipples between my fingers, with you bent over the dryer as it went into a spin cycle, the machine noise drowning out your screams as I came deep and hard in your wet, shaved pussy. My train of thought is broken as you get off your towel and slid your jean shorts on and pull on your sexy little halter top, and walk over to the kitchen area. I get up and follow you, turning around to see if any of the others are coming inside.
You walk past the kitchen and into your room. Hmm she's probably going in to check her email. I watch your long, shapely legs as you make your way to your room. Your perfect little rear swaying as you saunter through the doorway, the frayed ends of your shorts teasing the tops of your browned thighs. I gingerly walk towards your room and I begin to hear the phone being dialed. I can hear you talking to your friend Jen as I walk into the room. I can already feel my cock stirring in my trunks; shutting the door behind me I drop my trunks to the floor. My erection springs free, the head looking thick and engorged. I turn to you as you watch me while continuing to talk, the edges of your mouth slowing turning into that wicked smile of yours that I so adore because I know exactly what you're thinking....
