My morning swim... [open for F]

I swallowed hard as I watched him slip out of his speedos. All I could think about was the scene in Vacation where Kathy Ireland had stripped and invited Chevy Chase to join her in the motel pool.

"This is crazy..." I whispered to myself looking at his dick. He had a nicely shaped penis not too big or too thick, and not too hairy. His balls were full and heavy ready to release his load. I closed my eyes and slide my hands through the shoulder straps. The only thing holding this insubstantial piece of Lycra to my body was the dampness from the pool.

I turned away and let the bodice fall away from my chest. I pushed it down until my ass crack was visible. I paused there and tried to jiggle my ass checks like strippers do. I couldn't quite pull the move off and just gyrated my hips letting the now loose suit slide down my legs to the floor. I bent over a bit thrusting my ass toward you. "Is this what you wanted." I ask in a teasing voice looking over my shoulder.
 
I swallowed hard and whispered: "Yes, that was exactly what I wanted."

Your body was... Well, just fine. What I was hoping for. When you bent forward to take off your suit, I caught a glimpse of your slit...

"Turn around."

You slowly turn around, arms loosely by your sides. I take in the view, not talking anymore. My cock starts rising gradually, and I can see your eyes are following every inch of the journey. The longer you stand there, the harder and bigger I get. I look at your breasts. They are full, white and topped with hard thick nipples, which have nice and wrinkly ends, waiting to be pulled at and sucked on. Your breasts sag a little because of their fullness. Without being sure about oversees sizes, I would guess they are a 80b, europe size. Your the areola around your enticing nipples is small and bumpy. God I want to touch you... My cock reacts to this view by growing a bit faster. My hands are still on the bench, either side of my body. I resist the urge to grab my semi hard tool.

My eyes drop down past your tight tummy to your pussy. You don't shave fully, something that is a huge turn on for me. My cock cannot get any fuller when I soak in the view of your pussy lips. Your inner lips are big and curly. They hang down through the larger ones, and just like your nipples, they are waiting to be sucked gently into my mouth, one cunt lip at a time. I imagine doing that, sucking on your flesh, straightening it out and then letting it curl back into iets original form. The hairs on your outer lips are short and scarce.

The idea that you, a married woman, a mother, are showing me this, makes me even more horny. My cock is swaying a little and gives little shakes, in line with my heartbeat. I can't remember being this hard.

"How often have you shown a complete stranger like me your naked body," I croak after a few minutes of silence.

You whisper: "Since I was married, never like this. Maybe in the sauna once or twice some guys have seen me. But never in such close confinement. You are just inches away from my naked body."

I stand up. My thickend long cock pointing towards your tits. I can see that your eyes are on it. I take a deep breath to relax. I need to keep my head on straight for now, remembering the deal we had. I could come in five strokes, but I don't want it to end that way. I grab my towel and put one foot on the bench and start to dry my thighs. My balls are hanging down low as I softly dry them. I cant help to grab my dick a bit when drying it in two slow, long, pulling strokes.

I sit down again, my eyes level with your pussy.

"Thanks," I say. "Shall we get dressed? I dont know if I can stay out of jail if we remain like this."

"But thanks again... I mean that. This is amazing..."
 
Disappointment flashes across my face as you suggest getting dressed. I look at you trying to figure out why you didn't masturbate to me.

I turn away and quietly pull on my suit wondering if this was it or if this was just the begining of a wild adventure. I leave without a word and run I to the changing room to change and go to work.
 
I quickly got dressed and waited by my car for her. I saw her exiting the building, checking her phone. Walking nearer, she looked up and saw me. She seemed to want to avoid me, but felt she couldnt. I moved towards her car to cross her path.

"Jeanine, just one second before you rush off back to your life." You looked at me quizzicaly.

"What happened in there was special and very, very, VERY arrousing. Im sure you saw the effect you had on me. But it seemed as if you left on a downer... I saw it in your eyes. I just wanted to make it clear that I hope that we can do this again next week. I didnt feel comfortable enough to masturbate and come in front of you. I was afraid of the guilt or emptiness that might follow. And also, I want to keep the tention in my body high for you. Same time next week?"
 
I stayed in the locker room longer than usual hoping he had left. I was confused and if I was being honest aroused too. I left not looking around heading straight for my car.

He tried to make me feel better, and it worked somewhat. Before I could find my voice he was asking for a repeat performance next week. I just nodes not sure if I was relieved or mortified.

I was distracted at work all day and that night my husband and I made love more in OE night than we had in the last 3 months. We also made love every night that week.

Wed morning came around, and I had bought a new somewhat sexier suit. I hope he liked it.http://mm.ujena.com/vp/ac917c221afa0e599ba0.jpg
 
Wednesday came around. I awoke long before my alarm told me to. The anticipation of hopefully seeing you again, was high. I had difficulty to keep my focus at work and on my family. My wife didnt suffer though. We made love more than a few times and while licking and sucking her pussy, I kept on going longer than normal. The thought of it being the presidential swimming lady's pussy saw to that.

I arrived before you. I changed and dove in. After a few laps, I suddenly saw you on the starting block, ready to dive in. I stopped swimming and stared, pulling away my goggles. You had on a new swimming suit. And wow. It through the middle, at the front, a lot of cleavage was visible. Instead of lycra, the material was see-through. You had done this for me, I was sure of it.

You dove in, swam all the way underwater towards me and popped up.

"Good morning," you said with a dazzling smile.

"it is indeed. Especially with you wearing that suit. Cant wait to see it up close and half way peeled down."
 
"What? This old thing?" I ask modestly, with a teasing smile on my face. Without another word I began swimming my laps trying to beat my old record. I wasn't sure if I wanted to get naked for this stranger again, or if I was invigorated from all the sex I'd been having.
 
I focussed on my laps. My average speed had become faster in the last months. I loved the feeling of pulling the water as hard as I could from in front of my body, down under me towards my hips. Stroke after stroke after stroke. My legs meanwhile giving extra speed. I did four extra fast laps en then two to cool down. It was a great workout.

You had also finished. I watched you floating on your back, your chest heaving with your deep breaths. My mind wondered back to last week. Your body naked in front of me. Would she do it again? I was not so sure, but damn... The suit was a killer...

I dived under water and swam towards you. When you were exactly above me, I aimed one hand to your thighs and the other inbetween your shoulders. In one swift move upwards, I gently but forcefully lifted you out of the water.

Your scream went all through the pool and everybody looked our way. You laughingly yelled at me to put you down. After walking another few feet, I lifted you out of the pool on to the side.

"Sorry about that mrs President," I smiled warmly, "But I just had to make sure I got your attention again. Its time for our shower date you see. And I bought something special for our date. "

I had also exited the water, walked over to my bag close by and pulled out a thermos and two cups.

"Coffee under the shower?"
 
"Shower water coffee? Sounds really awful." I say kinda pissy. I had been trying not to cal attention to myself and here you go acting like an idiot teenager. I shook my head reminding myself boys never grow up.

I stood up with as much dignity I could muster and rinsed off under the showers.
 
"Honestly, I was disappointed. I expected you to ... oh I don't know cum for me. Compliment me on my ass or tits. Not just look at me for a few seconds and then dry yourself and dress. It was weird."

I turn my back to you ringing my hair.
 
"Not a difficult thing to do. Guys would get hard watching Roseanne Barr do a strip tease."
 
I laughed out loud at her remark, even though it did seem more than a smirk.

"Rosanne Barr?" I exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? You are in a whole other league Mrs President! In just about everything. Your voice is honey to my ears and I dont even wanna talk about hers... And you body is beautiful." My voice lowered as I said those last words, looking at her intently.

The water was dripping over her shoulders.

"Your ass is amazing. Its nice and round, but not too much. I wanted so much to touch is when you bent over last week. And your tits are just so sexy. I wanted to look at them for ever. No no, you made me hard last week. And to be honest... I found you atttractive the moment I layed eyes on you in the pool. I just didn't accept that."
 
"It may be shallow, but that makes me feel better. So shall we get to it?"
 
"Now you're talking."

I didn't want to comment on her snide remark right away, but I had to admit it got to me. Shallow remark? She was hard to please, that I was sure of. I just followed her, back to the area with the lockers and cabins.
 
As we walk to the same room as last time I draw close to you. "I know I must seem like poised confident woman, but I am just as shallow as any other woman. When I did what I did last week, and I didn't get any compliments it hurt my feelings. What you said today made me feel better. I know it must make me look shallow and superficial to want to be told I'm pretty, but when I let a man see me naked for the first time and he gets dressed and doesn't mention that he liked it...well it makes me feel ugly. Hope you understand."
 
"And I am shallow also," I said with slight sarcasm, holding her back by her arm. "I thought me getting hard was a compliment by itsself! And that no words were needed. I let my dick do the talking, and as usual, thats not a good idea!"

You chuckled and walked on towards 'our' cubicle. Again I held you back.

"Your body is beautiful. Your ass is round but not too big, your breasts are full with thick nipples I want to suck on. And your pussy," my voice dropping to a whisper... "Well, it would be even too obscene to tell you what I want to do with that part of your body."

Your mouth opened, but I cut you off and joked: "I know, I know, no touching. Thats fine with me, Mrs President."
 
My head was spinning...this was getting surreal. I have a loving husband at home, yet I was getting naked for another man to stare at me, and I was upset when this stranger didn't tell me how hot I was.

I was trying to figure out where my life had taken a turn into the twilight zone. I entered the cubicle and once the door was closed, I looked at you, well you got name first last time, so I guess its my turn now.

Without waiting for a response, I reached behind my neck and unfastened my suit. I slide it off my body, and let it fall to the floor.

It was a bit chilly, so my skin which was still covered in droplets of water was covered in goosebumps. My nipples were painfully erect, standing out proudly.
 
"Yessss....." I whispered when you peeled your suit over your tits.

Ik could not believe I was standing here, again, so close to you. And that you were showing me your naked body.

"Ohhh yesss...." I sighed. "Your breasts are so full and white. And your nipple so hard and thick. I bet your husband likes to suck those. Suck them hard and long. I know I would."
 
"That's more like it!" I say smiling at the lech staring at my body. I pirouette letting him see all sides of me. "Well since you forgot, I guess I'll do it." I squat down in front of him and peel off his suit. His hard cock springs out smacking me the nose. I suck in my breath at he closeness of his beautiful cock.
 
You stare are my swaying, throbbing cock. For a moment, I think you will open your mouth. But then you look up again at me and say 'That must feel a lot better.'

You stand up and my eyes drop back to your body again. "It will feel even more better when you show me that wet pussy of yours." I feel my horniness is taking over. "I have thought about your pussy all week. I want to see your curly cunt lips again. I want to see what only your husband sees."
 
Smiling, I look you square in the eyes. "Sorry hun my checkbooks in the car." I step back and it down. I spread my legs wide apart, and using my fingers I show you my moist pink parts.
 
"Mmmm.... Sooo lovely...," I groaned looking at your naked pussy. I grabbed my cock and looked from my hand to your eyes. "Do you mind?"

You shook your head silently, your eyes on my hand. I started pulling my skin back over the thick tip of my cock. The

"Pull on your cunt lip, gently now..."
 
I show my head but do as you say, feeling myself start to get damp.
 
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