The Life of a Model (closed for Woe Foe)

[saedo]

I eased my head above the fence to peer into the backyard. The early morning sun tinged everything with a reddish-gold hue, but revealed the yard to be empty. So far, so good.

I found the hidden latch and let myself inside as I'd done a thousand times before. Julie Richmond and I had been friends and neighbors since we were both in kindergarten. In the decade plus of our friendship, we'd grown used to treating each other's house as our own.

But today I hadn't risen with the dawn to see Julie. In fact, I knew Julie wasn't even at home this morning. I was actually here to see Julie's mom and perhaps confirm a suspicion that I'd developed months back.

For most of my life, I hadn't really paid Julie's mom any real notice. All parents were pretty much the same. As I matured into my teens, I did note that Mrs. Richmond was prettier than most. But she always dressed just like the other moms, so I never really paid her much mind . They ut not too long ago, I heard Julie grousing about she wished she had a body more like her mom. When I'd pressed Julie for an explanation, she opened up an old photo album. Would you believe that Mrs. Richmond had been an honest-to-God swimsuit model? I had to conceal a burgeoning stiffness in my pants; Julie's mom had been a stone cold fox back in the day.

"You know, she still looks almost the same," continued Julie. "She's got jeans older than I am that she can still fit into."

I found that hard to believe. Julie's mom had never worn anything even slightly revealing in all the years I'd known her. I'd always assumed she'd been a bit plump given her clothes. If she still had a killer body, why not show it?

"Oh, she's a little self-conscious," explained Julie. "See her in these photos? She's actually a cup size smaller than me. But after she got pregnant with me, Mom's chest kind of exploded. Her breasts are so big now that she has to special order all her bras. They flatten her down a lot - you wouldn't believe how huge she is when she's not trying to hide it." Julie held her hands several inches beyond her own impressive chest as illustration. I had to cross my legs to conceal my reaction.

"Anywise, she doesn't like all the attention she got from guys, so she hides them in her frumpy mom clothes. The only time she even puts on a swimsuit these days is when she swims laps in the mornings."

That last tidbit was what had me sneaking into the Richmond backyard this morning. In the weeks since my conversation with Julie, the thought of seeing Mrs. Richmond in a swimsuit had never been far from my mind. So I'd finally picked a morning when I knew she would be home alone. Perhaps today I could see what she'd been hiding under those mom outfits all these years.

 

[Woe_Foe]

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~Name: Bethany Richmond
~Hair: Long, naturally blonde hair
~Eyes: Deep brown eyes
~Height: 5'11"
~Body type: Toned and voluptuous body
~Age: 36​

Each morning involved a bit of an exercising routine for me; or rather, quite frankly, it was the only exercise that I could get without feeling overly self-conscious and insecure. I couldn't work out in the gym, because I was deathly afraid of perverted men ogling me as I would run through the treadmill. Heck, I chose to go swimming in my pool, this early in the morning, because my neighbors weren't out and as a result, couldn't observe me from their windows or something along those lines.

This blatant insecurity arose when I had my first and only child - Julie.

After I got knocked up by Julie's deadbeat father, who abandoned us when I was three months into my pregnancy, my body changed a little. Well, that is probably an understatement; my breasts throughout the nine months began to slowly inflate until by the time that my daughter was born, my humble B cup grew to an enormous 32JJ cup. It was a rare condition, and it rarely ever happened. Unfortunately, I won this unwanted jackpot.

I thought about breast reduction surgery when Julie was in her infancy, but after hearing about the potential risks, I decided against it. I didn't want anything, even remotely possible, to jeopardize the childhood of my daughter. Her father left us and I was the only person there for her, after all. Was I paranoid about the risks? Probably. But seeing as I already went through something that happens only to about 1 out of a thousand mothers, I figured that the odds were always against my favor.

Anyway, I continued doing lapses around the pool, when I could have sworn that I saw somebody off in the distance. When I had looked away, the figure was gone.

It was probably my imagination...

 

[saedo]

I did not have long to wait. I heard the familiar scrape of the glass patio door as it slid open. I ducked behind the poolside "Julie House." Partly storage for pool toys, it also housed a bathroom and a changing area. Built when Julie was just a kid, it had also served as her life-sized playhouse - hence the name.

Shielded from view, I watched as a robe-clad Mrs. Richmond strode out onto the stone walkway surrounding the pool. She deposited a fluffy towel on one of the deck chairs and gave her long, blonde hair a shake.

Without further ado, she undid the robe's sash and slipped it off her shoulders. Beneath, Mrs. Richmond wore a one piece black swimsuit. The legs were cut high, emphasizing her taut ass and ridiculously long legs.

Of course, my eyes focused on her massive chest. While clearly a suit designed for actual swimming, the fabric was clearly all but overmatched by the round orbs spilling out from between the fabric. Julie hadn't been kidding; her mom's chest was huge.

Mrs. Richmond slipped into the water and ducked under. Thoroughly wet, she struck out for the far side of the pool with practiced strokes. I spent the next 15 minutes staring agog from my hiding place. Watching her cut through the water was absolutely breathtaking.

Breathtaking and cock stiffening. After 15 minutes, I had an erection that would cut glass. I swore I heard the seam in my swim trunks start to give under the pressure.

I knew the smart play was to just tough it out till Mrs. Richmond finished her laps and went back inside. But I didn't think I could last that long. Plus, I found myself wanting more than a quick glimpse at a distance. I wanted a closer look.

I waited too till Mrs. Richmond had was turned away to make my approach. I headed to the pool just as if I were dropping by on any other day. I made sure to hold my towel in a casual grip in front of me to conceal the bulge in my trunks as I called out, "Good morning, Mrs. Richmond! Nice day for a swim, isn't it?"

 

[Woe_Foe]

Ignoring what I think I saw, I continued on to my morning swim. I was at about my eighth lap, when I checked again - thinking that I heard some footsteps but once more, when I took another look, nothing was there. Maybe I simply had too many thoughts clouding my judgement.

It was only when I was at about my tenth lap, when I was surprised by a familiar figure holding a towel.

"Good morning, Mrs. Richmond! Nice day for a swim, isn't it

I gasped loudly, a bit of water splashed when I shifted position quickly.

"W-What are you doing?" I said, swimming in place as I looked at the eighteen year old, who wasn't far off from the pool. "I mean, what are you doing here? Julie isn't around sweetie."

Of course, 'sweetie' was something that I called him a lot, given that he had been around Julie since they were just kids.

 

[saedo]

"I mean, what are you doing here? Julie isn't around sweetie."

I resisted the urge to blush slightly. Mrs. Richmond had been calling me "sweetie" since I was seven. But now I stood a few inches taller than she did, it felt a little odd to be addressed like a little boy. Still, my occasional hints to call me "Mark" had seemingly had no impact on her.

"Oh, really?" I responded. "I hadn't realized." That was a bald-faced lie, of course. I'd known perfectly well that Julie wouldn't be here this morning. I'd also picked a day when her father was out of town. I'd wanted to make sure that if I could catch Mrs. Richmond in her swimsuit, there wouldn't be anyone else around to interrupt.

"Still, you don't mind if I join you, do you?" I continued. I didn't wait for her to respond, but instead sat down at the edge of the pool and dangled my feet in the water. I made sure to drape the towel across my lap to hide my arousal; Mrs. Richmond's breasts looked even more incredible at this decreased distance.

 

[Woe_Foe]

I figured that, since Julie wasn't around, that Mark would have left me to my exercise. But, my assumption was proven wrong when he lingered, staying in place for a moment as if he was thinking about something incredibly important. I wasn't going to continue swimming, what with him here...

"Still, you don't mind if I join you, do you?"

"Oh, sweetie, I was about to leave. I'm done with my morning routine." I said with a little smile, hoping that with that said, he'd leave the yard. I hoped that he wouldn't offer me a hand to get out then - as then he'd get an even closer look of my body that I've tried to hide from everyone for so long.

 

[saedo]

"Oh, sweetie, I was about to leave. I'm done with my morning routine."

I frowned slightly. I'd hoped to see more of her in action. Watching her curvaceous form plow through the water from a distance had been exciting enough. Now I had a front row seat.

"Already?" I said. "You hardly seem winded, Mrs. Richmond. You must be quite the athlete."

I stood up and began walking around to her side of the pool. I made sure to grip my folded towel so that it shielded my crotch from her. "I am surprised that you never came swimming with Julie and me. The two of us practically lived by this pool some summers, yet I can't ever remember you ever dangling more than your feet in the water."

By this point, I'd come near to the side where she had stopped. Standing poolside while looking down at her, I had the perfect angle to stare right down at the lovely swells of her breasts. Or at least, I would have if she hadn't draped an arm atop them and twisted her body away to block my view.

Undeterred, I knelt down near the pool's edge. "Here, let me help you out of the water," I said, extending my right hand towards her.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Here, let me help you out of the water,"

My heart raced as Mark moved in close, glancing down at me while he offered his hand. My arm crossed on top the swell of my breasts, I was determined to keep this illusion that I've had going for a long time now. My only option to avoid this was to be firm and just tell him to home, that he had no reason to barge in here and interrupt my swim.

But of course, I wasn't rude like that. Truth be told, I was a little bit of a pushover. Good think Mark was a nice guy.

With near a sigh, I lowered my right arm and took his offer with my left hand. "Thanks..." I said timidly while he helped me up...

...And got a good view of my bikini covered 32JJ breasts, water dripping from my soaked bikini. He might have even gotten a good view (what with his face being about three inches momentarily as he helped me get out) of the bounce they gave when I stumbled and nearly fell back into the pool.

 

[saedo]

Mrs. Richmond still seemed nonplussed about my presence. Apparently she really was shy about showing off her body. As a male bystander, such concealment of beauty seemed almost criminal, but I suppose getting stared at might get old.

Still, she extended her hand to me. I gripped her forearm just past the wrist. "Upsy-daisy," I proclaimed as I lifted her up.

Unfortunately, things went a bit off the rails. I put some extra oomph into my lift because I wanted to impress Mrs. Richmond with my strength. I think, though, that she used those sleek, toned thighs to push off from the pool bottom. The net result was that instead of smoothly rising from the pool to step up on the tiled edge, she rocketed out of the water like a ballistic missile and wound up standing toe-to-toe with me.

Such close proximity caught us both by surprise. For a few brief seconds, we stood there staring at each other, her bountiful breasts pressed hard against my chest. It was a rather pleasant sensation.

Mrs. Richmond recovered from the surprise and instinctively stepped back. Being so close to the pool's edge, that nearly had her toppling back into the water. Fortunately, I still had hold of her forearm, so I pulled her back to me and threw my left arm around her lower body for support.

Now we were smack together again. Her tits were planted heavily against my chest. I could feel her nipples pressing into my pecs. In my haste, my left hand was now pressing on her butt. While my fingers rested against black spandex, I could feel the firm flesh of her right cheek under the palm.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the only point of inappropriate contact. I'd dropped my towel during the commotion, so the only thing separating my growing erection from her was my nylon trunks. But since my trunks only went midway down my thighs, that left the last few inches fully exposed. Consequently, I was pretty sure that the sudden widening of Mrs. Richmond's eyes signalled her realization as to what that massive hard bulge pressing into her thigh truly was.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Upsy-daisy,"

It was odd, being so close to Julie's friend like that. Not only because we were practically glued together for an instant, but because he wasn't my husband. Hell, I hardly got this close to my husband ever since Julie's birth (yes, I am aware that this means that we hardly even had sex in eighteen years). This hold, even if it was to help me off the pool, felt almost sexual in nature...especially since no one has seen my breasts so revealed before.

That gleam in Mark's eyes didn't help.

So, I backed off and nearly fell into the pool. "A-Ah!" I nearly cried out, when Mark's hand caught my arm. Holding me from my back, he pulled me in close and before I knew it, my hefty orbs were pressing against his chest again. The top hardly held them together so not only could I see cleavage coming my top, I always felt my tits overflowing from the sides.

I stopped paying attention to my own chest and started to Mark's hand, which was on a firm ass cheek. My eyes finally trailed from my bosom to the young man's face. His expression had a mixture of cockiness and...

What was that?

I felt something pressed against my thigh. Something long and...

Oh god.

That...thing that was poking my thigh was none other than Mark's, you know...his penis. His cock. It was large, I knew that much - maybe about eight or nine inches? My husband's, despite years of not having seen it, was maybe half of this length.

Oh my god, what am I thinking?

"I'm sorry, I just..." I muttered, embarrassed of this whole ordeal, when I took a wrong step again and -

"Ahh!"

This time, I fell into the pool - only this time, with my hand holding onto Mark, I dragged him with me.

 

[saedo]

Apparently the close contact totally threw Mrs. Richmond for a loop. She tried to put some distance between us yet again. Unfortunately, this time she really did back over the edge. Worse, with my arm around her, her body pulled me off along with her .

We splashed into the pool. A few moments of chaos ensued. Our limbs collided as we each failed to right ourselves and find the surface.

When I managed to find my feet again, I found myself standing in about 4' of water. I reached up to wipe the water out of my eyes. I was thus a bit surprised when I found myself slapped in the face with something wet.

I pulled back my hand to realize that I was holding a sodden mass of black cloth. As I twisted my grip, the cloth dangled free, revealing a collection of straps linking a pair of triangles. It was a bikini top. And that meant....

I turned to face Mrs. Richmond. Sure enough, she was trying very unsuccessfully to conceal her huge breasts with nothing more than her hands. I could do little more than stare at the deepest cleavage I'd ever seen.