My house lay nestled in a wooded area, with the closest neighbors a few hundred yards away and hidden by trees, so I had both privacy and a sense of seclusion. However, when I got a pool put in a couple of years ago, I did the neighborly thing and invited them to feel free to use the pool at any time whether I was present or not.
My neighbors were the Slater family, Jack and Elsie and their teenage daughter Ruth and we got on quite well, occasionally having a meal together, but they only took up the pool invitation on a couple of occasions when there were a few of those really hot and uncomfortable evenings in the height of summer. It was therefore quite a surprise to come home from work one evening at the beginning of this summer and see a figure reclining by the pool.
Making an extra cool drink I carried it outside, intrigued to find out who was availing themselves of the pool, and was even more surprised to find it was Ruth - a considerably grown up Ruth! although she was wearing a one piece bathing costume that covered her fairly well, it wasn't difficult to see that she had developed a fantastic figure, so I almost felt a little awkward as I handed her the cool drink, a feeling that perhaps I was intruding or trespassing in my own home, quite a strange sensation, but Ruth soon dispelled that as she talked animatedly about how great the pool was and how grateful she was that I was allowing her to use it, etc. I told her she was welcome any time, then went inside and left her to it.
Over the next week this became almost a ritual, I'd arrive home, make two cool drinks wander outside and talk to Ruth, then go inside and prepare my supper, and she'd go off home, but I got to know Ruth a lot better, felt more comfortable with her and even found myself liking her quite a bit. Then at the start of the second week there was a subtle change, when I walked outside with the drinks and she sat up to greet me, it hit me straight away that she wasn't wearing her modest one piece any longer, but a considerably less modest bright blue bikini! a bikini that showed off considerably more of her ample physical charms, particularly her breasts and ass.
I found myself once again feeling a little uncomfortable, trying desperately not to stare at this rather gorgeous young woman, but not really succeeding, yet Ruth didn't seem in the least concerned, and grinned and chatted as if nothing was different. Ruth was, I guess a fairly normal teenager, more bubbly than beautiful, and you were struck more by her personality than her looks, although she did have delightful blonde hair that fell all the way to her waist, and a great smile, but in that bikini I became very conscious of the fact that she had an absolutely stunning body! surprisingly well developed breasts, gorgeous long legs and a really tight sexy ass. She continued to wear that bikini over the next few days and my discomfort gradually disappeared and I found myself enjoying the sight of her gorgeous body - and even reacting to it in a sexual way - whilst being lulled by the fact that she didn't seem to be at all bothered that I was seeing so much of her, and in fact suggested that I should change into bathers myself!
On the fourth day, things took another unexpected turn, I arrived home, changed into my bathers, which I'd taken to doing at Ruth's suggestion, collected the two cool drinks and took them out to the pool. She was lying on her back, and I admit that I didn't initially take a great deal of notice, but when I got close and she sat up to greet me, I stopped dead with shock and nearly dropped the glasses. Her bikini had become a one piece once again, but this one piece only hugged her hips! it was the bottom half of the bikini, the top half was no where in sight, and I found myself staring at her high, firm, ripe and totally naked breasts! as I stood there with eyes wide and mouth open, she just grinned up at me, reached out and took one of the drinks from my hand and began chatting as if nothing had changed at all.
She made absolutely no attempt to hide or cover her breasts and as my body went on to automatic pilot and I sat down beside her, I couldn't take my eyes off them, they were absolutely gorgeous! the brief bikini had hinted at their ripeness and firmness, but that was nothing to seeing them totally naked, to seeing the glorious nipples that jutted out hard from them, slightly upturned as if eager to be licked and sucked, and my cock just about exploded through my bathers. My whole mind and body was in turmoil and I have absolutely no idea what she talked about or what I said in response, we went through the motions of our normal evening chat, but all I could feel was this incredible lust building up inside me. I just had to excuse myself early and go inside to make supper, but I had a raging hard on for the rest of the evening and had to manually relieve myself before I could get to sleep.
I thought it might have been accidental, that perhaps I'd come home a little earlier, or Ruth hadn't heard me until it was too late and rather than draw attention to it by frantically rushing to put her top back on, she'd suffered through my rather crass staring. But when I came home the next night it was exactly the same, Ruth was topless and apparently totally unconcerned that I was seeing her naked tits and obviously reacting to them - you can't really hide a massive hard on in a pair of bathers! it was crazy really, I didn't openly acknowledge her naked tits and she didn't openly acknowledge my erection, we just sat there carrying on a normal conversation as if we were both fully clothed. But another night of furious masturbating ensued with Ruth very much the central character of my lustful fantasies!