(Before you begin this tale, I want to mention a few things. It is a collaboration with me, Lonnie (F), and another writer, Giovanni (M). We both met online and hit it off immediately. I have his consent to post this scene here, he will also be posting it to his account. The scene is set in roleplay format, so you'll see a lot of back and forth between the characters as it's from both perspectives. Don't let that stop you from reading it. Get naked and comfortable, get your favorite toy and lube ready. This is a sexy, steamy scene.
I am the owner of the outdoor, poolside tiki bar, where Giovanni works. I hired him for his impressive bartending skills. We have only flirted and teased each other up to this point. Enjoy...)
I give you a sly wink as I take my drink and glass of water, and head over to the lounge chair that's close by. The bar being outside and next to the pool. As I walk I pour the rest of the cold water on my backside and shiver.
The water running down over my blue bikini bottom and making the fabric cling to my ass cheeks. I sway my hips as I walk knowing full well you're staring at it so I put on an extra bit of show.
I arrive at the chair and I lay down face down on it. Leaving my now nearly naked ass in the air I lean up and take another sip of my delicious slushie.
My thoughts wandering a bit as I contemplate how to get you to come over next to me and rub me down with oil.
Giovanni watched as Lonnie began to saunter away. Eyes watched as her hips began to glisten with stray drops of the water that cascaded over her body. There was a moment he licked his lips seductively, watching her bend down to Lay on the lounge chair.
He felt his heart skipping a beat for a second, the blood rushing through his veins before feeling his body react. Desire struck him like lightning at this point. He had his eyes on Lonnie for a bit now, but all he needed was one way to slip into those defenses. The outside was a warm day, the evening sunset working to hover over the horizon. But still perhaps a bit dangerous.
He felt that maybe she might get a sunburn still at this point. He glanced around the bar, seeing that most of the patrons had left the area, freeing him up for orders for a bit. Why not enjoy a little fun in the process?
He grabbed a spare bottle of sunblock, making way from behind the bar before leaning down beside her at the lounge chair. He hid the reaction from his manhood well enough it might not show, but she might catch the jumping twitches every once in a while as he held the bottle up.
"Want me to put some lotion on your back, Lonnie Darling? This sun has been brutal the last day or so."
I watch out of the corner of my eye as you meander over. Noticing the slight hint of arousal in your uniform. I smile and try not to pay too much attention to it. Hiding the glances with my sunglasses.
Sitting up a bit, I give you a decent view right down my cleavage. Trying to not be too obvious but thinking 'I'm failing at it. Oh well. Gotta continue anyhow as I've wanted him for a long time now.'
I smile a warm grin at you. "Oh yes. That would be lovely. Would you mind starting on my back?" My insides doing a little flip flop as I'm finally going to feel his amazing hands on my body.
Leaning back down onto the lounger, I reach back and undo my bikini top strings and let it fall free. Thinking again it might be too forward. "Just had to remove that. Don't want it to be in the way" I say hoping that you'll be okay with it even though I want my bikini bottom off as well, but I can't go too far too fast.
Giovanni smiled inside, almost nervous for a moment as he watched her lay down upon the lounge chair. The snap of the bikini top made Giovanni visibly shiver. Damn, she knew how to get his imagination flourishing. But soon he wouldn't have to imagine how her skin felt beneath his fingertips. He wouldn't have to be haunted by pretend echoes of delight. He would hear them from her.
And his mission was set. A seductive smirk now crossing over his lips as he began to squirt the sunblock onto his hands before lathering up.
Carefully, he began to prod his fingertips ever so carefully onto her back. A few splayed positions made his hands flat for a moment before his thumbs made circular patterns. Fingertips stern and sensual as the sunblock began to work against her knots and strained tension.
He took a deep breath, savoring the moment of this sensation. Ingrained into his mind as he worked his hands up and down her back.
I lay into the chair and tilt my head off to the side. My face and body relaxing as I feel your strong warm hands rub the lotion all over my back.
Soft coos falling through the slats of the chair I'm in. Not sure if you can hear them, either way I don't care as I'm in perfect bliss. Your fingers and thumbs working magic over my body and muscles which make me relax even more.
"Mmm. Yes. Oh. Thank you" I say a bit louder trying to tell you my appreciation for it all. "You're so good at this too. Please do my whole body" I say half asleep and dreamily
"Mmmm. Yes. Do it all" I moan out again. I try and raise my arm in an attempt to take off my bikini bottom but it falls down limp again at my side. "Such magic in those hands"
Giovanni felt a relief off his shoulders, and happiness brimming as he heard her coos and blissful sighs. It was music to his ears, and his thumbs began to work over her back and spine, eventually just tracing his fingertips down her back and sides.
Her skin was so smooth beneath his touch, and his eyes grew wide with excitement. Her weary words rang in his mind for a second.
"You got it, Baby. I won't miss an inch." His fingertips worked over her lower back and toward her hips, taking in the shape with his every caress. Firm and even working over her thighs down to her legs. He missed a particular spot for shortly after, though. Licking his lips in anticipation while diligently working to her ankles.
My soft moans still making tiny echoes off the pavement beneath the chair as I relax even more. My arms turning to jelly and my legs parting slightly revealing a damp spot that's not water on my bikini bottom. The sheer fabric doing little to hide the view.
As I feel your hands and fingers on my thighs and legs I moan even louder as I'm so tense and tight from all the stresses of the day. Loving every little touch and caress of your thumbs and fingertips on my soft skin.
