My cock stiffened instinctively, as she bent over, to grab a towel,
and began drying herself off carefully. The bikini she wore, was
different than the suit she had on the day before. This one rose high
up on her hips, with barely enough fabric, to cover her young
femininity. Two triangles, of black material, we’re almost not enough
to cover her bulging breasts which
became even more prominent, as she arched her back, and the cat like
stretched beautifully in the morning sun. Finally drying her hair, and
looking through the window towards me, Rachel spotted my gaping mouth
which
immediately I closed, and fumbling around with my fork tried
desperately to look like I was busy finishing my food.
“Morning, Jackson.” she piped coyly, as she made her way back into the
house. “Whatcha doing?” she asked excitedly.
Rachel had not bothered to cover herself with a towel, and there she
stood with her tempting young body now just inches from an erection I
hid under the ledge of the counter.
“Oh hey, Rachel,” I greeted her, “Didn’t know you were still here.” I added.
“Oh yeah,” she said, “I just kind a wanted to hang out at home. You
look like you just woke up sleepyhead!” she joked. “So what do you
think of my new suit?” she asked and twirled around, hitting me with
her wet hair, as she spun. I could see her freckled ass almost
completely, on account that her bottoms were wedged pretty good in
between her two luscious cheeks.
“Oh yeah, nice, I like it,” I choked, as I swallowed a gulp of air,
and now watching her full tits as she bounced up and down with the
delight. “You look real mature,” I said fumbling for words, “It makes
you look much older. It’s real pretty.” I remarked.
“Don’t you mean I’m pretty in it!” She quipped back.
“Huh,? yeah exactly,” I said “Very pretty” I added now feeling a little flush.
“Thanks Jackson,” she blushed, “You’re the best! So, like, If you
don’t have any plans, I thought maybe we could hang out. You know,
like, Maybe you can tell me all the stories about how you and Danielle
met!”
“Well I guess,” I said, “I mean I really don’t have to be anywhere,
but are you sure you would really rather hang out with your friends? I
don’t want to keep you from anything.” I added.
“Don’t be silly!” She said “I really like being with you! You’re like
super cool! Not like all those dumb teenage boys.” she continued.
“Come on Jackson! We can have lots of fun!” She cooed sexily. “Besides
there’s this really cool movie on Netflix I’ve been wanting to watch.
We can watch it together!”
“Come on!” She urged, as she grabbed me with both hands and pulling me by
mine, led me down the stairs to the den next to the guest bedroom where
Danielle and I have been staying. There was a big flatscreen TV on the
wall, and several couches, with throw pillows. Grabbing some pillows,
Rachel arranged a little nest in the large area on the floor, in front
of the couches.
I made myself comfortable, and Rachel sat cross legged next to me,
chattering away, grilling me with different questions, and
occasionally, giving my arm a squeeze, or a playful push away. I tried
desperately to hide my now aching, and fully erect cock, crossing my
legs a bit, but it was pretty useless. I was pretty sure, she was
sneaking peaks, and I had
some confidence, that she was aware of my straining protuberance.