Cindy smoothed the last of the oil on her body, luxuriously rubbing it into her skin. When she finished, she picked up a tube of sun block, SPF 35. Carefully, she squeezed a small amount into her palm. With one finger, she took a dab and traced the white tan lines around her crotch where her bathing suit would normally be. She took a little more and covered the small amount of white she still had left on her cute butt; then spread more over the other white parts, mostly on the undersides of her breasts. She had no strap lines, so she didn’t have to worry about those.
She was then about ready. The sun would continue tanning the places already bronzed, but, she hoped, she wouldn’t burn the white parts that had not been exposed. She considered carefully, and decided that she had hit all the spots. As she gazed across her naked body, she became excited. Her heart was racing, just a little, at what she was about to do.
She lay back down, facing up, on her lounge, and waited for Steve, the pool boy, to arrive.
For the past few weeks she had been getting increasingly excited watching Steve work when he came by, once a week. Steve was new. He was young, muscular, and attentive to Cindy as she lay out, watching him. She had bought three new bikinis, each one skimpier than the last, but last week she had realized it still was not enough. Today she was nude, brazenly so, and she wanted fuck Steve. Nothing like this had ever occurred to her before, but she had become increasingly excited as the week went by and she planned and fantasized about how it would go.
The thought of the sheer wantonness sometimes scared her, but it also intensified her excitement and filled her with lust. She would be a slut, showing she had only one thing on her mind, and she would not back down.
She was trembling as she lay there, feeling the familiar warmth of the sun, knowing that any second he could walk through the gate and see her lying there nude, openly and unashamedly nude, and he would know why.
She thought her heart would beat through her chest as she waited, wanting to chicken out and yet pushing that thought as far away as she could. She would do this thing, so unlike any she had ever done before.
Cindy closed her eyes and dreamed. Without really thinking about it, her hand moved up and began to play with a nipple. She loved the feeling of the warmth and the open air and the hardening of the nipple between her fingers. With eyes still closed, Cindy lost herself in the feelings and her thoughts about what she was about to do.
As the two men approached the gate, the first stopped and looked at his friend.
“This is the woman I’ve been telling you about. She is one hot lady. She’s had on a skimpier suit each week, and she seems to want me to look at her. Lord knows what she has in store for me today. Just remember, I’ve been letting her set the rules, and it has worked out pretty good, so don’t blow it by acting like a jerk.” Steve had laid out the rules. He did not want Rick spoiling his fun, just because he was filling in for a week.
Steve opened the gate and walked in, then stopped suddenly. Rick almost ran into him from behind.
“Holy shit, would you look at that?” Steve whispered.
Fifteen feet away from them, Cindy was lying stark naked on her lounge. Her white spots shown bright white in the sun, and her whole lithe body shimmered from the oil that covered it. Her eyes were closed, and she apparently had not heard them enter. She was lying facing them, her feet toward them, and her legs were parted, giving them a wonderful view right up the pink, inviting pussy nestled in the neatly trimmed pubic hair. She appeared lost in thought as she lay, gently rubbing one of her nipples between two fingers. The other nipple was standing straight out from the large round red areola.
She was an entrancing sight.
Steve whispered to his friend. “We could probably go over there and fuck her right now, but let’s play a bit and see what she wants. We’ll just act as if we see this all the time, and let her come to us.”
Rick whispered back. “Yeah, we can take our time. I’ll bet she wants this to last a bit, too.”
The two men, with stiffening cocks, slowly approached Cindy as she lay there dreamily playing with her breast. When they were close, Steve spoke, in his best matter-of-fact voice.
“Hi, Cindy.” He said. “Wow, you’re looking awfully good today. Nice lines. I’d like you to meet Rick. He’s going to be filling in for me while I’m gone for a week.”
It was all she could do to control herself.
“Rick, who the hell is Rick?” she thought to herself. “Where did he come from?”
But she was cool. Neither man would know of the effort it took for her to slowly open her eyes and casually look over at the two men, now standing a mere five feet from her total nakedness. Her eyes took in the sight of the two men, standing there, both young, virile, and equally good looking, staring openly down at her. They both were smiling warmly, not dirtily or leering, but with friendly, admiring smiles. Knowing smiles that forecasted the inevitable pleasure of the afternoon.
“Hi, Rick. Nice to meet you. I didn’t know Steve was going to be gone, but I’m sure you know your way around a pool, just as well, don’t you? I’m glad to have you here.”
Cindy amazed herself by casually sitting up and extending her hand to shake his. She did it as if being naked in front of two strange men was normal. It belied the shortness of breath, the beating of the heart, and the twitching in her pussy. It hid the fact that she had never done anything like this before.
She was certainly not going to abandon her plan. Was she going to amend it a bit?
