It was completely my fault. They were not blameless but I teased them and led them on.
It was a hot summers day and I was sunning myself by the pool. My son and his university team had been playing an away match and they had travelled in a number of cars. I got a phone call to say that the car my son was in (with two of his friends) had broken down and were waiting for the recovery service. The other car that was coming back to my house would be there shortly. This car had a dad, his son and two more of the team. I left the side get open and waited. I heard the car arrive and drive off. I called to the two boys to come round into the garden.
My heart was in my mouth as I welcomed them with no more than a pair of bikini briefs on. I loved the way their eyes popped out of their heads before struggling to take their eyes of my boobs. My boobs were not those of a teenager but I knew they were still pretty good. No teenager's boobs would be topped off by upward pointing nipples as big or erect as mine.
Although the boys were just still teenagers both were strongly built and very fit, as they needed to be to play sport at the level they did. As I sat back down I was very aware of their eyes following my every movement. I suggested that if they wanted to they could take a quick swim in the pool. It was me who was now very surprised as with a nod to each other they stripped naked and dived into the pool. Much to my own amusement it was me now trying to get a good view of their bodies. They had managed to dive in without giving me any decent view of what I had wanted to see.
I am not sure my fascination with trying to see what was between their legs had anything to do with the fact that my husband had been away on business for nearly two weeks. Yes I was as horny as hell but I am sure I would have been fascinated anyway. I was very close to stripping off my briefs and diving in but thought that might give the wrong message to the naked young men. Reflecting later I realized I had already done that by remaining topless.
They made it clear that they were going to get out of the pool, giving me the option to look away while they did so. I was desperate to watch them but made it clear that I was looking away as they climbed out. I busied myself by picking up the suntan cream and starting to coat my feet. If this was meant to defuse the atmosphere it failed hopelessly. The boys were very quickly kneeling on each side of me and offering to help me cream myself. I knew I had to say no very firmly but my excited body was having none of it. I succumbed with no protest, lying back to offer the access to everything other than my back.
I had not finished wiping the remainder of the cream off my hands onto my stomach before cream loaded hands found my shoulders and sides. The two boys mirrored each other's movements. They covered the whole area from my shoulders to my bikini briefs except for my nipples, areola and a few inches around. Even though untouched my nipples sprang to life and my areola was nearly consumed by the now huge nipples.