The searing Midwest heat ebbed slightly as the thunderclouds began to gather. At last the humidity was paying off in cloud cover. We made our break for the small 15 diameter above ground pool aka. the redneck pool in the back yard. The back yard was actually an acre of trees that had a clearing in the middle and that was where I set up the redneck pool.. It was our staycation spot, complete with picnic table in the shade.
We tossed our towels on the picnic table and you floated your inflatable raft/lounge in the pool. I watched you inch in and attempt to mount the raft with the minimum of skin to water contact. You always did hate the shock of cold water. Today however, was kind. The temperature of the water was perfect. Not too cool and just mild enough to dip in and feel wonderful.
I did my ritual testing of the PH and chemical balance and then took the ladder to enter the inviting circle of water. You leaned back and with sunglasses over closed eyes, soaked in the restful floating sensation and momentary basking in sun and alternately soft shade of clouds. I took my first lap around the glorified kiddie pool keeping your raft in the center as to not block my progress.
At the second pass I slipped off my bikini top and continued doing the side stroke. In such a small pool I could only do a lap in a continuous circle. The soft splash and sound of a wandering breeze brushed over us. I swim out of my bikini bottoms now seamlessly without stopping my circular journey.
You laze on, sightless at my nude water dance around you. I smile and hang my bikini bottoms on the big toe of your foot that rests over the end of the inflatable lounge. I can feel the energy change electric as you spot me now. The next lap is barricaded by your float and you take advantage of your position to cup my bare bottom that has tried to bob past you. The water is delicious as warm silk against my skin and tingling where you caressed my derriere.
You join me now in the water, commenting on how I will not have tan lines this Summer. I dodge your searching arms and continue my lap around the edge of the pool. By the time I come round to you agian you have divested yourself of your swim trunks also. My heart speeds up and my body aches at the site of you: naked Neptune in waiting. Thunder in the distance sounds it's Tympani.
This next pass I am captured and pulled in to your lap. Easily as a feather you float me into your arms, my back against your nude frame feeling the urgent flesh behind me. You are still adjusting me...no, you are raising me up and down in tiny lifts and lowerings to slide against your turgid member. I am excited by this.
You whisper in my ear as you capture my ear lobe between your lips," we better continue this inside..."
