He was distracted by what he saw. Heather Mills was gorgeous. She was the prototypical California girl. As he considered what to do, she spread the sunblock over her smooth curvaceous body. First, she worked the thick, white liquid over her neck and shoulders, and then over her arms. He felt his cock stiffen in his pants as her hands massaged the lotion over her cleavage, and then slipped them under the thin, red triangles of fabric covering her breasts.
Reaching down between his legs, Gary gave his stiff cock a squeeze, and nearly came in his jockey’s when, as she worked the lotion over her globes, he caught a glimpse of her very sexy tan line, and then as an added bonus, Heather closed her eyes, and pinched her nipples before withdrawing her hands from under her bikini. She moaned softly, but loud enough for Gary to hear her.
“God, “ she muttered to herself, “I‘m so horny.” That was Gary‘s cue, walking to the fence, he opened the gate, and walked around to the sexy young woman’s back yard cleared his throat loudly, and she looked up from her feet, where she had just finished applying the sunblock.
“Hello?” she said, as she pushed her sunglasses on top of her head. Her eyes were a deep sky blue, and she had long lashes. She eyed him like a big cat sizing up its prey. Her body glistened from the coat of lotion on her body, and the scent of coconut hung in the air as Gary walked over to stand just a few feet away from the lounge chair Heather was laying on.
“Hi,” Gary said, and smiled his best winning smile. “I’m sort of taking care of the place next door, and I was wondering if you got a newspaper today?” He knew it was a lame excuse to break the ice, but it was the best he could come up with in a few seconds. He hoped the bulge in his pants wasn’t too obvious.
“I don’t know, I’m not a big reader, unless it’s the movie section,” she paused, “Aren’t you what’s her names boyfriend? Bernice?”
“Well, just good friend really” he lied, and felt an immediate pang of guilt. But he was most definitely thinking below the waist, and knowing that vision laying before him wearing only a minuscule red bikini was horny had pushed him over the edge, he had to see just how far he could get.
“Oh really?” she said, arching a questioning eyebrow at him . “hmmm, well, in that case, why don’t you come over here, and put some suntan lotion on my back?” Reaching up, she put the sunglasses back on her face, and rolled over. Gary salivated, and adjusted the hard-on in his shorts as he walked over to the table to pick up the bottle of sunblock.
“You want me to do your whole back?”
She looked back over her shoulder at him, brushing her long blonde hair out of her face. “Do everything,” she said before laying back down on her stomach. Was this an invitation, or was he reading too much into what she had said?
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