Leah and I were burning up. We’d been riding horses all afternoon and the sun was bearing down on us. When she suggested a quick dip in a nearby stream, I readily agreed, dying to get out of these hot shoes and tight jean shorts.
After tying the horses up to the branch of a tree, Leah wasted no time in heading for the water, kicking off her leather boots and stripping out of her black denim shorts that were plastered to her rump from a day of hard riding, leaving her clad in only a pair of pink bikinis and matching tank top.
I couldn’t wait to get into that cool clear water, but as I slid my shorts down, I remembered that I wore a thong today – and not just an ordinary up the butt thong with a triangle in the front but a lacy white thong with only a tiny strip of nearly sheer fabric to cover me. Well, there was nothing I could do about it now, Leah would have to just look in the other direction.
She was lying back on one of the big rocks in the middle of the stream, letting her long blond hair flow with the current when I came in. I sank down to my knees and cupped the water in my hand for a drink, allowing the cool water to flow down my chin and soak my little white baby T. Of course, my breasts were on display with my pebbled nipples protruding, but this didn’t bother me because Leah and I frequently were topless around each other.
Most of the time, on days like this we’d just sit around in her room and let the fan blow on us. Or sometimes, when it wasn’t so blistering, we’d sunbathe on her roof. I even mentioned how perfect her small breasts were when she’d get down on the way she looks and how no boys really liked her. Then she would hug me and tell me how nice it felt to have my larger breasts on her, and that boys would have to like feeling breasts like mine as well.
I stood up, arching my back with my hands linked over my head, for a good stretch, enjoying the sun now that my body had cooled off. When I looked over at Leah, I saw that she was looking at me. I smiled. “It feels good, doesn’t it? I’m glad you suggested this spot.”
She licked her pink lips and her eyes wandered down to my crotch. “So am I.”
It didn’t make me feel uncomfortable, her watching me. I was proud of my body. I worked hard to keep in shape. The sun was getting hot again on my shoulders, probably because I have long black hair, and so I decided to lie down and get totally soaked this time. “Your step-brother sure seemed interested in where we were heading. What do you think he’d do if he found us out here like this?”
“Probably just stare at your beautiful body,” Leah said from right beside me.
I shielded my eyes to get a better look at her face and saw that she was ogling my breasts again. I just let her look her fill. “Well, I sure wouldn’t mind if he decided to bare that hard body of his and join us for a cool dip. Or even something else.” I laughed.
“I can see right through your thong,” she remarked, a little breathless. “Do you shave it?”
“Sometimes,” I mumbled as the water flowed over my curves. “But mostly I keep it waxed. It stays softer that way.” Then I couldn’t resist playing with her just a little. “And then I rub this special lotion all over, for a long time until it gets completely absorbed.”
“Oh,” she said on a lengthy sigh, before I splashed her and scrambled away.
We were giggling and splashing around when Troy came upon us at full gallop. Man, he looked good enough to eat. His brown hair had been bleached by the sun and his skin bronzed. He’d ripped the sleeves of his tight muscle shirt off to reveal his finely honed guns. He jumped off the horse before it even stopped without taking his eyes off me.
