On previous trips to the waterpark with my kids, I noticed the teen boys at the erection age hanging out in an odd part of the wave pool. They were in the deeper water, not watching the waves and facing the shallow end.
They were trying to catch looks at the girls when waves would knock their bikini tops around and a breast would be exposed. I was enthralled.
Thus, on our next trip I wore a bikini that the top had no chance of keeping my 40E breasts covered when hit by a good wave. So many other women gave me mean glares.
I got close to the smattering of boys when my son went to another ride. And then let the waves hit. My top fell all around a number of times.
Eventually after a number of clumsy moves, one daring boy near me, groped my breast when it was exposed under the water. I winked at him and gently swam a bit deeper in the pool with him. I let him slide his hands onto my tits as I lifted my top for him, and let him touch all he wanted. We didn’t say a word. I could feel his little granite boner on my leg. I slid my hand down and looked at him before going in, he nodded. So I reached in and felt his dick.