Chapter 1

We were having a hot spell of weather for a change and I’d got some time on my hands so I decided to visit Andrew. Andrew is an artist who has painted some of the scenes that I’ve photographed, mainly landscapes, which is a profitable little business.

He lives alone in the rural midlands but has a nice suntrap of a garden and pool, his wife died years ago and must be 70 if he’s a day, he also has an excellent cellar and there’s always a good wine open.

I decided to drive down and pay him a visit so I took a few photos with me and also my swim wear, I fancied a lazy day by the pool drinking wine! I dressed in shorts and polo shirt. It took me around an hour and a half to get there and I arrived about 10.45am.

I rang the bell and Andrew opened the door, he seemed surprised to see me and I thought I saw his face drop. Andrew, being a gentleman invited me in and we passed through his house to the patio, his easel and paints were all set up and he said he’d a model coming around shortly to pose for a still life.I took the message and said that I’d a few things to show him, but would keep out of the way.

I walked across to the pool and sat at the table, a bottle of wine was chilling and I helped myself as I chatted with Andrew. He seemed preoccupied until the doorbell rang and I then saw a smile appear on his lips as he disappeared rapidly in to the house to open the door.

I heard voices and Andrew returned with his friend Edward and a very attractive lady, Andrew introduced her as Jenni and we shook hands.

Jenni was laughing and saying to Andrew “ well you invited me to use your pool, and now that you are going to paint me for 2 hours, I’ll be getting paid to top up my tan” Andrew and Edward just smiled.

Jenni was in her late thirties and from what I could see, had a good figure, although she had on a loose floral dress and sandals.

She said she would change to pose for Andrew, excused herself and went to the changing room with her bag by the pool. Andrew and Edward were beside themselves, still them both being in their 70’s might have had something to do with it, after all, at 60, I was a mere youngster.

Suddenly Andrew’s eyes almost popped out of his head and I was aware of clicking footsteps behind me. I turned around and Jenni was walking toward us.

Jesus Christ, she’d changed alright, she was wearing a micro white bikini and red very high heels, the top was so small that it just covered her nipples with the areola on view, she had massive tits, the bottoms were an incredibly small thong pulled high on her hips accentuating the shape of her thighs, the material just covered her fanny lips, making it obvious that she was clean shaven, her appearance said “fuck me”.

Andrew put out his hand and guided her to a sun lounger on the patio where she positioned herself for Andrew to commence to paint. The view from the rear as she walked with Andrew was excellent, her arse was fully on view.

Ed moved alongside Andrew as he started to paint, both were dressed in trousers and shirts and even from where I was sitting it was obvious that both had hard ons! Luckily, I had a pair of shorts on over my trunks, so compared to the others I looked respectable, but my knob was throbbing. I continued to relax in the sun with my book as Andrew painted.

They were all talking and laughing together, when Jenni removed her top, a sound of approval was given by Ed and Andrew, not surprising, her nipples were sticking out like bullets.

Things started to calm down and I went back to my book whilst Andrew painted and they all chatted.

After an hour or so, Andrew clapped and said that was it, Jenny stood up and put on her top and dress, as Andrew said lunch is ready, I did notice that Jenni had kept on her heels.

Lunch was fun and Jenni was quite forward, teasing Ed to talk to her and not to her tits etc., and there was a lot of innuendo and probably panting by Andrew and Edward. I showed them all the photos that I wanted Andrew to paint, and I explained about my hobby of photography, there was a lot of comments about the pictures I took, mostly of which were landscapes, but Edward was intimating that I did nudes.

Ed asked if I would like to photograph Jenni, everyone laughed and of course I said yes, the conversation moved on, as Andrew started talking about the next session with Jenni.

As they were engrossed in conversation, I made my excuses and went back to the pool, by now it was hot and I removed my shorts and shirt and dived into the pool. When I got out of the pool I lay on a sun lounger just wearing a pair of trunks, which as they were wet had become tight.

I was thinking about the comment to photo Jenni, she hadn’t said no, but again it was all light-hearted, however, I started to imaging her wearing just stockings and heels and getting into all sorts of dirty poses, the thoughts gave me a massive hard on.

I closed my eyes and dozed a little when I heard the click clack sound of heels. I looked up and Jenni was getting onto the sun lounger opposite me, she had removed her dress and was in that micro bikini, the only difference was that she was wearing some very dark sunglasses.

I pretended to be asleep, but seriously was watching Jenni. She was reading a book and positioned herself on the sun lounger so one foot was on the floor and the other on the sunbed with her leg bent. This meant her legs were apart and facing me! Her thong was pulled tight showing off the bulge of her fanny and I could see a perfect outline of her crack, I’d left my book lying over my crotch, good job as my prick had made a tent pole in the front of my trunks.