Please excuse the grammer etc. Im on a mobile. Also, this is my first go at it..
I’d met her a week earlier. A quick introduction as I am to be her swim instructor in a few weeks, a temporary stand in. Erin was her name. Tall, slim, pale clear skin with freckles, and kind blue green eyes. Greying brewnette hair loosely worn with a tie back. Newly 50. She didn’t look her age, I would have guessed later 30’s/ early 40’s. It was only when she mentioned her past birthday did I realize her greying hair. We hit it off almost Immediately. She was terrified of deep water, an entrepenur, climate activist, a foodie (whatever that meant), and actively trying to date. An interesting woman, no doubt.
She wears this plum purple two piece suit. Bottoms are high waisted, but its her top that I can’t help gaze at. I dont think shes noticed me staring. Her perfect b cups, they fit her. Her chest rises and falls as she trys to regain her breath after tackling a few bobs. As she stands up I can see her hardened nipples through her top, perky, and probably pink. I stand guard over her and the other 25 patrons in the pool, but I can’t help but linger near her. When we talk she’s full of interesting tid bits, facts of life, things that remind me shes 22 years my senior. Strangely though, it makes me more interested. She smells good and well I can’t help but to wonder what her pussy smells like.
Flash forward two weeks. I’ve forgotten my momentary flush with Erin. In this moment my soon to be husband, father of our two little girls, is finger fucking me on our beautiful and wonderfully comfortable, new couch. He’s making me sweat and pant. He knows how I like it. His cock is ready, thick and hard. I’m dripping, spreading my legs, wanting the orgasm… and then I remember… I see her perfect tits in the plum purple suit.
Saturday came. My 1pm private. She arrived early. She was not wearing the plum purple suit. A mix of relief and dissapointment washed over me. We chat a bit about our weekends and begin our lesson. I feel naughty knowing I get to touch her legs, back, and stomach. I also feel a bit guilty though, and keep it professional. God shes pretty and funny. She’s very chatty.. tells me about the men she had dates with.. Her expectations. I understand why she isn’t married. Shes picky but not ridiculous.
We continue our lesson and move to backfloats. She’s uncomfortable doing anything water related alone. So I help her. I position myself so thay my chest is pressed to her back.. my belly as high on her as my back let’s me. My right hand is placed on her right side to the underside of her tit. My left hand is placed on her lower back, right dead center before her ass. My mouth is positioned near her ear just below. If i wanted to nibble I could have. We float for 20 seconds. Not moving. Just breathing. I could feel the muscles of my own pussy twitch. It could it have been me, but I swear to god she was liking it just as much as I was…
Not too action packed but there it is. Thanks for reading:)
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/d1nc4j/the_backfloat_ff_youngold
Very good but you need to continue on. I’m sure the story will continue to get more interesting !