PART ONE
Though it is unthinkable in western societies for marriages to take place at a young age, in the town where I come from, it was actually quite normal for me to be married when I was 18. In any case my body was fully developed when I was thirteen. My breasts were full and firm, not an inch of fat on my waist and great curves on my buttocks. My husband and I lived happily in our town and had a baby girl two years after we were married.
When my husband died in a car accident five years ago, I was devastated. I decided to dedicate my life to my daughter and my career. I had a job in an advertising agency and was doing quite well. About a year ago I met Roger, a client of the agency. I knew from day one that my life would never be the same any more. Roger and I got along extremely well, and before either of us knew what was happening, we were married.
Roger was divorced, and had his eighteen-year-old son, David living with him. My daughter, Angel is also eighteen years old now and in the same college as David. The four of us live in a cosmopolitan city where my husband is the manager of a chain store spread all over the country and makes enough money that I no longer needed to work. Due to the nature of his job, he ends up travelling quite regularly to the other locations of the store, to ensure that work is going on smoothly.
My life has become fairly predictable after quitting my job. I drop the kids to college in the morning, go straight to the gym and work out for at least one hour, then go on to do the normal chores of the house. Whenever I was done with these chores and had some time to kill, I would sit out by the swimming pool in the back yard and sunbathe, topless whenever possible.
As a result of this regular workout routine and regular tanning, I have managed to maintain my body in a way that would make an eighteen-year-old girl green with envy. I knew that and was proud of it. I had no inhibitions about showing off my figure. Whenever possible, I would wear really short skirts or dresses to show my legs, and tight or low-cut blouses to highlight my breasts. I guess this contributed to the events that took place over the past few months.
It was on a warm day in May that I was sitting by the pool, relaxing, absorbing the sun. I had no worries and was not pressed for time as it would be a couple of hours before the kids were back from school. Our pool in the back yard was completely closed off by a three-metre-high fence, so neither the neighbours nor passers-by were able to see what went on inside. With this assurance in mind, I did not hesitate in taking my bikini top off to tan my breasts.
I laid on my back on the pool bench, picked up the sun tanning oil from the table next to me and poured some onto my bare chest. The sensation of thick liquid landing on my body brought some nice thoughts into my head. I closed my eyes and started to rub the oil on my breasts and belly. I was getting more aroused, and my nipples were getting harder with every stroke.
My hands moved down and started rubbing some oil all over my firm, flat belly. I could feel myself getting wetter between my legs, so I stuck my thumbs under the elastic of my bikini bottom and swiftly pushed them down. They were at my ankles in no time and my legs were spread on each side on the sunbed. I moved my hands further down and touched the inside of my upper thighs. I could hear a loud sigh escape my mouth when I reached my pussy and touched my clitoris with my middle finger.
I started to rub my clitoris up and down and my pussy was starting to flow with my juices. I stuck a finger inside me and started to fuck myself with it while my other hand continued massaging my nipples. I closed my eyes and imagined how nice it would be if what was inside me was actually a big hard cock instead of my own finger. I started to fuck myself harder with my finger and then shoved another one in. I was so excited and knew that an orgasm was not far, so I started to wiggle my ass while maintaining the rhythm of finger fucking myself. I gave my fingers one last hard shove all the way into my pussy as I exploded with the orgasm that overtook my body. I was sweating profusely and breathing so heavily, I was almost in a trance.
A moment later my senses came back to me and I could hear some noises coming from inside the house behind me. I quickly reached for my bikini and fumbled it back on just as David and his friend Mike walked out into the back yard. They were joking around as they made their way towards me. I kept trying to compose myself hoping that they would not notice the state I was coming out of.
Finally, they were both standing in front of me and I quickly asked David what they were doing home from college so early as it was still another hour before they were due back. He said that the college was organising a teacher's meeting and they let everybody go early. Angel had gone to her friend's house for the afternoon.
I calmed down a little after I realised that neither of them had noticed anything that was going on before they came along. I asked them if they wanted any lunch but said that they had eaten in the college canteen. At that stage I was becoming aware of the way Mike was looking at me. His eyes were filled with lust and desire and I did not really blame him. My skimpy bikini did not leave much for imagination, especially with my body glittering with oil. My nipples were still erect from the orgasm I had just had and seeing the way he was looking at me only made things worse.
He was becoming quite a hunk of a boy. He and David have been friends for years now and they did everything together. They are both on the college football team and quite popular with the girls. I decided to get up and get dressed before things became more embarrassing for both of us, especially since I could see the bulge in David's pants getting bigger by the minute. I picked up my towel, wrapped it around me and went into the house to shower while the boys stayed by the pool. I knew that they were both eyeing me from behind as I walked away.
Once upstairs in my bathroom I took off my bikini and stepped into the shower. The thought of the two boys watching me was extremely exciting and I brought myself to another orgasm just thinking about it.
PART TWO
Everything went on as normal for the rest of the week. The following weekend, my husband decided to take the kids on the camping trip he had been promising them for a long time. They were going away on Saturday morning and spending the night. Unfortunately, I could not go with them as I am allergic to insect bites and I did not want to take any chances. Anyway, I thought it was important for my husband to spend some time alone with the kids since they have not been seeing much of him lately.