As I’ve mentioned in my previous stories, all of the experiences I write about are based on our real-life sexual journey. Many of our fun times were written from my husband Tom’s point of view under our couple’s login nccpl50. You can easily find them by searching for the stories The Life and Times of a Horny Couple. My own previous stories were written about some of my early sexual experiences. This story is about an unexpected experience that I had just last week.
My husband Tom had left early to spend the day fishing with his buddies. I got up later and looked out and saw that it was a beautiful day. I made myself a cup of coffee and took it outside, wearing only my sheer, short, white flimsy nightie. Our yard is completely fenced and landscaped, and very private. I didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing me as I walked around the pool looking at all of the flowers and our gardens. I sat down on a longue on the pool deck and enjoyed the feeling of the sun warming my skin. I decided that I wasn’t going to waste such a beautiful day with housework, and that I’d spend it poolside instead.
I got up, went inside, and changed into my favorite purple bikini. I grabbed my book, towel, sunglasses, and suntan lotion, and returned to the pool deck. I made myself comfortable and enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere. I reached behind me, unhooked my top, removed it, and dropped it on the deck beside me. I prefer being topless by our pool at home, on our boat, and at the beach whenever I can.
I opened my book and had been reading for about an hour when I heard a knock at the side gate. I couldn’t believe that someone was there. I quickly put on my top and went to the gate. I unlocked it, and saw that our pool man, Paul was there. I had completely forgotten that he would be coming to clean the pool today.
I greeted him and apologized for not having the gate left open for him as we usually do.
“No problem Erica,” he replied.
Paul then proceeded to bring in his equipment and supplies and set up on the far side of the pool.
I couldn’t believe that one of the few days I had to myself was being spoiled. I decided to ask him if I would be in the way if I stayed out and worked on my tan. He quickly said it wouldn’t be a problem. I didn’t think he’d mind, since I had noticed him checking me out on his way in.
Needless to say, I wasn’t going to sit there topless in front of him, so I picked up my book, untied my top at the neck, and got comfortable on the lounge. Doing this caused my top to slip down revealing more of my breasts. My breasts are not large, I’m a small 34B so my top still covered most of my boobs, but I did notice the pool guy watching me as I did this.
I had been reading a little while and decided to roll over onto my stomach. I then reached behind me and unhooked my top so as not to have any tan lines on my back. The pool man was still on the far side of the pool and he couldn’t see anything but my back. When I leaned up on my elbows to read again my breasts were still touching my top.
As I read, I noticed that Paul had now moved down to the deep end of the pool. As he continued vacuuming I saw that he was frequently looking up at me. I assumed he was trying to get a better view of my breasts. I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist, so I didn’t mind that he was trying to get a peek. I continued reading while also watching Paul. I decided to pull my bikini top out from under my boobs and lay it on the deck. As I leaned up on my elbows, my pink nipples were now just barely touching the towel. They are always erect, but feeling them now brushing the towel made them even harder. I glanced down at them and saw that the centers were now a deep rosy red color. I knew that our pool man could now probably see more of me.
As I said, I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist. Whenever I did any teasing I was always with Tom. Since by boobs are on the small side I usually went without a bra, and when wearing a sundress I went without panties. Tom loves it when I dress sexily. When we went out to dinner or a bar I usually wore a dress or blouse with buttons. In that way, I could leave extra buttons undone on my blouse causing it to gape open and give others a peek of my tits. I always made it look accidental, like I didn’t know that I was exposed. When I wore a dress I did the same with the top and left extra buttons undone at the bottom. Sitting on a barstool I would show slots of leg, and occasionally a bit more. On these outings, it was really exciting for both Tom and me.
I continued reading as our pool guy worked his way across the deep end. He was now about twenty feet away from me, and was checking me out frequently. I continued watching him knowing that with my dark sunglasses he couldn’t possibly know that. I really did want to do a bit of teasing. I thought about Tom, and knew he would be okay with it, especially if I told him all about it.
I decided that it was time for me to apply more sunscreen. I reached down, grabbed the bottle, and loaded up my hand. Using my left hand I reached over my left shoulder and began rubbing it on my upper back. I knew that Paul could see my entire left tit. I put more lotion on my hand and tried to spread it on my lower back, again knowing that he could see my left breast. It did get me excited knowing he was watching me.
When I paused in the application Paul said, “It looks like you could use some help putting your sunscreen on your back. Can I help you?”
I hesitated a bit and asked, “Are you sure that wouldn’t be too much trouble?”
“Let me secure the vacuum, and I’ll be right there.”
I lay back down with my pulse racing. Letting him see my tits was one thing, but letting him touch me was another.
Paul came over and knelt down on the deck.
As he grabbed the lotion I said, “With all my freckles and fair skin I really have to be careful with the sun.”
He then began spreading it across my shoulders. As he rubbed it in it felt more like he was giving me a massage. It felt wonderful. He continued rubbing the lotion in as he worked his way down my back. When he reached my bikini bottom, he lifted it up and slid his fingers beneath the waistband spreading the lotion across the top of my cheeks.
“I don’t want to miss any spot,” he said as he got more lotion on his hands.
He then leaned over me and started slowly rubbing the lotion up my side. When he reached the upper portion of my side, he seemed to pay special attention to the soft side of my breast. Paul then repeated applying the lotion up my side closest to him.
“Erica the backs of your legs are getting pink. Would you like me to put lotion on them?” he asked.
“If it’s not too much trouble, I’d appreciate that,” I replied.
Paul then leaned across me and began at my right ankle. He began to massage his way slowly upward with one hand on the inside of my leg, and one on the outside. As he reached my thigh he slid his hands upward stopping just before he reached my suit. His hands slid down my thigh and started upward again. This time his fingertips brushed the edge of my bikini bottom. Paul repeated this motion, each time pressing closer to my pussy. On the last trip up my leg, his fingertips slipped just under the edge of my suit touching the edge of the outer lip of my pussy. I let out a small gasp and he quickly went to work on my left leg.
He followed the same method he had been using on my right leg. As he reached my thigh, he again just touched my suit. When he repeated the motion upward I couldn’t help but spread my legs a little further apart. On his next upward stroke I felt him slip a little bit under my suit and once again lightly touch the edge of my outer lip. At this point, I was getting excited and knew I should tell him to stop, but I didn’t. He continued and on the next trip up slipped his fingers underneath my suit and lightly brushed fully over my outer lip.
I gasped again and said, “Tom, I don’t really think any sunscreen in needed there.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. If you’d like I can do the front of you. I don’t want to see you get burned.”
“I think I can probably handle that myself. I don’t want you to be late for your next job,” I replied.
“That’s okay. You’re my only appointment today. So, it’s not a problem for me!”
I hesitated knowing that I did really want him to see my tits, but I also knew I was getting excited by his touches. I wondered what Tom would want me to do. I was sure he’d tell me to turn over!
“I’m just trying to help you out,” he said.
“Well, if you sure it’s no trouble for you,” I said.
“It’s definitely no problem for me,” he replied.
After another few moments of hesitation, I rolled over onto my back. I grabbed a pillow off of the chair and placed it under my head. I now wanted to watch him rub the sunscreen on my body.
Paul looked down at me smiling and said, “Wow! You really are fair-skinned. I’ve never seen nipples as pink as yours!”
He then took the sunscreen and squirted a thick bead of it down the center of my chest from my neck to my bikini bottom. As he did this I looked more closely at him. He was wearing a tank top which really showed off his physique. He was very well-tanned and wore a pair of baggy shorts. I could see that he already had a hard-on. Seeing that bulge in his shorts let me know that he really did like seeing my tits!
Paul then started to spread the lotion on my upper chest, still continuing to massage it into my skin. He very slowly worked down to the tops of my breasts and continued my massage. He then placed both hands around my right breast and gently rubbed the sun tan lotion into it.
As he was rubbing my tit he smiled at me and said, “I really want to be especially careful to do a good job on your boobs!”
"I think you’re being very thorough,” I laughed.
He continued really rubbing my tit and then took another dab of lotion and started to rub circles around my very pink nipple.
“I love your nipples. I can’t believe how long and thick the center is.”
He continued rubbing the center of my nipple sort of tugging on it and stretching it outward. I really was beginning to get turned on. I kept thinking about Tom. We have played with other people, but we always did that together, never alone. I had started this thinking I’d just do some teasing by flashing my tits. I didn’t think I’d be letting Paul play with my tits. Again, I thought Tom would say enjoy it.
After another minute or two, he switched to my left breast.
“I can’t get over how pink your nipples are. The center is almost red,” Paul stated.
He didn’t realize that they got like that when I was excited. He continued rubbing the lotion onto my boob, paying special attention to my nipple. He then began to work his way down my belly, slowly massaging my entire abdomen. I don’t think he knew that I was watching all he was doing because when he reached my bikini bottom he slid the fingers of one hand under the waistband of my suit. At the same time, he pulled the waistband upward with the other hand, and leaned forward to peek into my bottom. I figured he was trying to see if I was shaved after not feeling any hair when he touched my labia earlier.
He lowered my suit and grabbed the lotion once again and squirted a ribbon of lotion down each of my legs. Paul started at my right ankle and massaged upward quickly until he reached my thigh. He then slowed down and started to massage the outside and top of my leg. When he reached my suit he again slipped his fingers a bit under the edge. It was feeling really good. He then moved down to the inside of my thigh at my knee. My legs were close together and he slid his hand upward kneading my muscle. As he got closer to my suit I held my breath waiting for his fingers to slip under my bottom. Instead, his hand slid over my suit just brushing the edge of my pussy.