Imagine what we could do this weekend!
"Don't hesitate!" You said on the phone message I got. You're laid out by the pool in the heat. You invited me to come. On your belly, a plate of hot-dogs. You spread the sauce you love on your buns. You open your mouth and squeeze that hot meat in. Drops of ice cold lemonade spill from your dark red lips, down your chin, your neck, only to be lost between your breasts.
Your diaphanous bikini feels satiny to my touch. We move to the throbbing beat of the song you love as it spins on the record player. You get all wet going down deep into the cool water.
I stand over you like a God watching his bathing Goddess. I see myself reflected in your sunglasses. You frolic in your see-through fabric. Urges build inside as I look at your long ravishing sleek body.
You teasingly climb out of the water. I sit in a chair, watch you put on a show of walking and going inside. Moments later you come out in a tight short skirt and a blanket on your arm.
Imagine you want me to be with you so bad! You need me now! You fix us ice cold drinks and get on the blanket you spread in the grass. The sprinklers come on. You get wet again. You've fallen in mud. Dirty dress. I pick you up. I'm hard to hold. I'm slippery. Trying to be good, you suck it up. You give me what I need, permission to undress you. I towel us down good. We have our fun inside, where it's cool.
"Come now!" You said in the phone call, and I did.
