A few months since I’d become FWB with a particularly energetic young beauty, we were blessed with an especially fine summer day. She called me up and we went for a long drive (a long drive for a city-boy like me, but in retrospect it was probably only a half hour) to a lake. It was a weekday so it wasn’t particularly crowded, but a handful of families were out, swimming. I personally do not trust open bodies of water (things live in there, guys), so I laid on the beach, soaking up the sun with my shirt off. She (Jane) splashed around for a bit. This is the kind of woman who could have cleavage in a turtle-neck. Today she was in a one-piece all black swimsuit. She drew quite a few eyes as she got wet in the lake.
When she had enough she came back to shore and I suggested she get dried off and we go for a hike on one of the many trails leading out from the lake. The bathrooms/changing rooms were in a squat, concrete building just behind the beach line. She went into a family stall and I followed her. I didn’t wait for her to even start drying. I wanted her wet anyways. I pushed her up against the wooden door surprising her a little from the suddenness if it. I kissed her hard as I undid her swimsuit, exposing first her perfect 38 DD breasts that I craved, then her freshly shaved bare pussy.