I wrote this story several years ago, back when I had the time to put my fantasies and experiences on paper.. or computer screen. I have several more if ya'll want me to post 'em. Wally...M
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Even in the Colorado dry-air climate, I was still doin' a bit of old fashioned sweating! I had only been at the pool for about half an hour, catchin' some rays, and I was HOT! As was my habit, to keep from getting too roasted on one side, I turned over, like a rotisserie, onto my back and put my sunglasses back on. I was totally alone, which was a bit of a change from the usual routine of anywhere from five to fifteen little kids whoopin', hollerin', running, diving, and splashing around. Butt, then again school started earlier this year... and this was the first day. Our condo complex pool is only open from Memorial Day through Labor Day, and this was already just past mid-August. I was enjoying the solitude, but at the same time, missing the "scenery" I'd been enjoying for the past few weeks. The viewing pleasure was in the form of a well rounded woman who really filled out her one-piece swimsuit. She'd usually visited her mom on weekdays during the summer, and would bring her three kids so they could romp in the pool. A couple of times, even the dad would be with them. No matter how crowded the pool area happened to be, there was only one target for my eyes, the visiting lady who, to me, oozed sexy appeal.
I was in my mid fifties, and ever since I took disability retirement from the government, I rarely got out and about, mainly due to the sharp reduction in my income. So, to kill time, and get out of the house and take a break from this damn computer addiction, I decided to catch a little sun for an hour or so during the weekdays, when the wife I had back then, was at work. Starting in June, I'd put on my swim trunks, grab a towel walk the fifty yards to the pool to just lay out. I'd take a cold drink and a book or magazine, and select a spot away from where most of the folks and the kids were. As a result of this time each day, I'd acquired a nice little tan, and more importantly, got to really relax. Relaxing has always been nearly impossible for me, as my mind is constantly thinking... always in high gear.
About two weeks ago this woman with the kids, came to the pool, and her body was immediately both noticed, and appreciated by these tired old eyes. From habit, every time I'd hear someone unlock the gate to the area, I'd glance in that direction, and then close my eyes, or go back to reading. Then, that day I heard the gate, and cut my half opened eyes that way, saw these three kids ranging in age from about seven to eleven, coming in. I started to shut my eyes again, when I caught a glimpse of the mom (and her mom) following them. Now, I'm here to tell ya, that my eyes did NOT close! I guessed the mom to be about 36, and her mom to be around 60. Except for the obvious difference in their ages, the had almost identical figures, though the grandma was a little plumper, and naturally her tits, hips, and ass weren't quite as firm. Butt, it was on the mom's body that my pupils were locked.
She stood about five-five, and as I said, she had a "mature" figure, meaning she probably weighed around 155-160, butt, SHEEEIIIITTTTTTT, most of those pounds were in exactly the right places. Gazing at her walking in wearing a mostly orange floral suit, my cock started stirring almost immediately. I couldn't get over her ass... the way it completely filled that part of the material... nearly to the point of over-flowing. As far as I could judge from where I was, about 75 feet away, her tits were very, very sexy, without being really large. However, her thighs, hips, and buttocks more than made up for it. She had a very pretty face, with medium length reddish hair, and a fair complexion. When looking at her face, her lips were the first thing I noticed, they were full and very sultry, the kind you wish you could just mash yours against. Of course, when I looked at her ass... I wanted to do the very same thing, just mash my lips against it... and my face... and my rapidly hardening cock. The way the mounds flowed outward at the rear and sides was nothing short of mag-fucking-nificent! I loved to watch her when she got into the pool, and I loved it more when she got out, all wet, with that suit clinging even more tightly to the generous curves of her ass, and could even see her nipples protruding against the material.
Oh well, I watched her that day, and stayed quite a bit longer than my normal time, which meant several turns from back to stomach, and vice versa. When I was on my back, I couldn't read, as my magazine was needed on top of my crotch to try to camouflage my erection. When I was on my stomach, I was pressing my cock into the ground, just trying to imagine it was her body. Shit! I HAD to stay 'til they left, otherwise my hard-on would have been very noticeable as I walked by her.
The next day, there was considerably more bounce in my step as I walked to the pool, hoping that I'd get another visual treat. YESSSSS! She arrived at almost the same time, this time with just her kids. That day, I lusted after ass so damn much... that as soon as I got back into the apartment, with a picture of her etched in my mind, I just had to jackoff. She was there every weekday, and I ogled every weekday. I mean, hell, if I had both legs broken, I'd have hobbled down there on crutches, just to watch her. Sometimes she'd be with her mom, sometimes without her, and a couple of times her husband joined the party.
Then came this day, when I knew school had just started, and she wouldn't be coming to visit mom and the pool any more this year. I found my usual spot and laid out in the mid-morning sun, and actually dozed off for a little while. The clank of the gate shutting awakened me, and out of that habit I turned my head that way. What I saw made me think I was still asleep and dreaming. Walking toward me was this same body I'd been fucking in my mind for over two weeks. Today she had on a light purple one-piece swim suit, and was carrying her purse and a towel... and the amazing thing was, she kept walking TOWARD me! She got right up to where I was laying, looked down and said,
"Hi!! Nice and quiet here today, isn't it?"
I've always been very shy, especially in initial one-on-one contacts with a women, so I just mumbled out something like..
"Uhhhhh... Hi. Yep, sure is."
"Mind if I lay down here? No sense in only two people being here... and being so far apart, like we have leprosy, or somethin'."
"N-N-N-No... n-n-not at all."
She proceeded to bend over and spread her towel on the grass which surrounds the concrete. While doing that, I was treated to a brief look at her tits as they hung inside the suit top, and a pair of very delicious looking nipples, which I could almost swear were erect.
"Besides, I almost feel as if I know you, since I've been seeing you here everyday for awhile."
My next words blurted out, and not with quite the tone I intended.
"Yeah, and I've sure been noticing you, too."
Damn!! Why did I say it like that, 'cause for all I knew, her mom could be coming in the area at any second?
"I'm sure glad that school finally started again, now I can try to regain a bit of my sanity, and enjoy doing some of the things that I wanna do."
She said this, while getting down on the beach towel and lying on her stomach, extending to me, a very close-up view of that terrific plump ass straining at the purple spandex. And view it, I did, it appeared to be one hell of an ass, much, much sexier than it had appeared at a distance. I found myself staring at the nice round mounds of flesh, and the hint of the crevice that separates them. Ah yes!! That crevice!! I could only imagine and visualize what it would be like to peel that suit from her ass, grasp each supple cheek, parting them slightly and...
"I think I'd better go."
Those words jerked me back to reality, and the realization that she had been watching my appraisal of her, ah, ASSets. While I was trying my damnedest to stutter some sort of explanation, she was getting up, with towel and purse in her hands.
