My friend and I had a regular date playing tennis at a court in a local park. We were lucky because the summer days were warm and long and we were able to play almost everyday afternoon. When we played we often attracted a small group of watchers from children with the parents to the elderly who were out to enjoy the summer weather, and I suppose it made us play a little better knowing we had an audience.
I think it was after the second week that I noticed a group of three obviously retired guys who would sit and watch our every move and from then on they were there every day that we played. I suppose it struck me that they were not there to watch the game after I missed a ball and turning with my back to them, bending down to pick up a ball, they started clapping more vigorously than you would expect. In fact, every time I bent to pick up a ball with my back to them their applause was unusually enthusiastic.
As we left the court after rousing applause when either I or my friend, with our backs to them, bent to collect a ball, my friend asked if I had noticed the three old guys. I laughed, saying not only had I noticed but was deliberately bending over in front of them, to give them a thrill.
On the next occasion, my friend and I played our usual game and our audience of three old guys was there as usual. Just before we were about to finish I heard my friend's phone ringing in her bag and she raised her hand to stop while she took the call. Telling me she had to leave, she collected her things and was gone.
Surprisingly the three old guys were still sitting there, and I don't know why, but I bent down and touched my toes. As I looked between my legs I could see all three gazing at my ass and I pulled my skirt up to give them a proper view. Then collecting my bag I left the court and walked over to them.