By the time I had moved the chaise lounges, pads and tables out onto the lawn, the sky had cleared and the sun was beating down. I went back inside. I could hear soft sighs and gasps coming from down the hall. After putting on sunscreen and washing my hands I fixed myself a couple of sandwiches. I carried the sandwiches, a new book and a bottle of water out to the lounge. It was hot and humid. I was glad that I didn’t have on any sticky clothing.
Kim and Sheri came out of the house after I had been reading for about an hour. I sat up as they walked across the lawn. “How long have you been out here, Brad?” Sheri called.
“About an hour or so.” They sat down on either side of me on the lounge. “You’d both better get some sunscreen on.”
Kim looked up, “The sun is rather fierce, isn’t it?”
“It sure is. Would you ladies like something to eat? Sandwiches? Fruit?”
Sheri looked at Kim, “Both sound good. Let’s go inside and fix something to eat. Can we bring you anything, Brad?”
“A couple bottles of water would be nice, thanks.”
“We’ll bring out a cooler full. And, Sheri, we can put on sunscreen while we are inside.”
“Bring the sunscreen with you when you come back out. I need to reapply it.”
“O.K.” I watched as they trotted across the lawn. I had a mental picture of bouncing tits. And a nice view of two very fine asses.
They returned in a short time. Sheri was carrying a tray of sandwiches and fruit and Kim carried a cooler. Kim handed me a bottle of water. “Did you bring the sunscreen?”
“Oh. I’m sorry. I forgot. I’ll go get it.”
“Why don’t you eat first. I can reapply it later.”
Sheri gave me a sly smile, “Maybe you should let us apply it.” She winked at Kim.
“Sound like a good deal to me.”
We talked while they ate their sandwiches and fruit.
When they had finished eating, Sheri carried the tray back inside and returned with the sunscreen.
Kim leaned back on the her lounge, “I’m sweating like I’ve been running three miles and I’ve been sitting in the sun less than an hour.”
Sheri laughed, “My Dad would say you were sweating like a whore in church. My Mom would chastise him for his language and he’s say ‘Well, at least, sweating like a pig.’ Mom would tell him ladies didn’t sweat, they glowed.”
“Well, I must be glowing all over,” Kim giggled.
“Well, it’s nice we aren’t wearing any tight sticky clothes. You’re lucky, Kim.”
“Lucky? Why?”
“You don’t have these.” Sheri put her hands under her breasts and lifted them. “I hate wearing a hot, tight bra on a day like today.”
“Me too.”
“I think my tits are too big for the rest of me.”
“You have beautiful breasts, Sheri. Doesn’t she, Brad? I wish mine were like yours.”
“I love your breasts, Kim. I think they are beautiful. Don’t you, Brad?”
“You both have beautiful breasts. And legs. And smiles. And eyes. And butts. But especially, breasts. You’re two fresh, beautiful women.” Both of them were looking down. I was pretty sure they were pleased that I thought they were beautiful. Which they were.
Kim looked up, “We were going to reapply your sunscreen.” She got up and walked over to my lounge. Sheri followed. “Where do you need sunscreen?”
“I’ve been lying on my stomach so I was going to reapply some there.”
“Lay back. We’ll do it for you.”
Each of them took an arm. They worked their way up to my shoulders and then across my chest and stomach. Sheri rubbed and pinched a nipple. They each took a leg. They started at my feet and worked up to my thighs. They stopped at my crotch.
“I think we need to apply lots there.”
“Yes, especially there.”
Kim rubbed and coated my balls. Sheri worked on my cock. She spent a lot of time smoothing lotion the length of it.
“Uh, ladies. That’s nice, but I think you better stop before you pop my rocks.”
They both laughed, “We don’t want you to get sunburned there.”
“Especially there.”
I sat on my lounge and read. Sheri was lying flat on her back on her lounge. She seemed to be dozing. I enjoyed watching the regular rise and fall of her breasts. Kim was lying on her belly. She had her chin propped on the end of the lounge pad as she read her book, which was flat on the grass.
Sheri sat up abruptly, “Gawd, it’s hot!” She picked up a towel and wiped her face and under her breasts.
“Let me hook up a hose and spray nozzle. We can cool each other with the spray.” I walked across the lawn and hooked up the hose. The heat had really relaxed my ball sac. My balls were hanging low and swinging as I dragged the hose across the yard. Kim was now sitting up. Both women watched as I came across the yard.
“Who’s going to be first? Sheri jumped to her feet. “It’s gonna be cold.”