Chapter 2

I didn’t know what time Dad and James came to bed; I must have been sound asleep. James woke me up twice with his heavy breathing before getting quiet.

I woke early and put on the banned bikini with a tee shirt over it. I was going to vacuum the pool this morning after a breakfast of cereal and then lay out to start on my tan.

I heard Dad and James come out and go to the barn and then the ruckus began.

I cleaned for three hours as the sun got hotter and hotter. When I finished it was clear enough to swim in and I would later. The water temperature was 75F, a little cool. I turned on the pool heater and set it to 80F.

I was finished and laying out the blanket when I heard the truck start and drive off down the lane. Dad for sure and possibly James were gone.

I took off the skimpy suit and applied tanning lotion to my front side, set the timer and spread out in the sun. I must have napped and had the same silly dream I had last night. I was naked on my knees with James off to my side going moo, moo, moo.

The alarm to turn over went off - just as it did I heard the door shut; James was bringing me a glass of lemonade. I should have been startled but we had been skinny dipping for years.

I accepted the drink then tossed him the lotion and lay on my front.

‘‘Oil my back side - all of it,” I said.

‘‘I can’t do that,’’ James said.

‘‘Sure you can, you have been wanting to touch me for a long time! I noticed the bulge in your pants all the time and the hard on at the pond wasn’t because of the cow. Oil me, stop stalling and rub it in good - don’t just slobber in on me.”

He started on my shoulders and neck, then worked his way down, stopping at the butt crack.

‘‘Don’t forget the back of my arms and sides,’’ I said.

He spent plenty of time on my sides especially the boob side bulge before moving to my legs and feet. I spread my legs wide so he could do the insides. He stopped just inches from my crotch.

‘‘James, you have to do all of me even my ass cheeks and butt crack including my exposed mound. I don’t want to get sunburn anywhere,’’ I said.

‘‘I don’t want to touch you there,’’ he said.

‘‘James you have to - please finish the job,’’ I said.

He slowly spread the oil and with a feather touch spread the oil on the cheeks and down the crack past the brown hole and over my mound and inner thighs.

‘‘Thanks,’’ I said.

‘‘The pool looks good, I’m going to go get my shorts in case Dad comes back early. He said he was going to be gone till late afternoon,’’ James said.

I knew where he was going and that was to jerk off again. It was a wonder he had not ripped his pants as large as the bulge was.

A few minutes later he dropped his towel and shorts on the blanket, slid into the pool naked and started doing laps.

Thirty minutes later the bell dinged that it was time to roll over as James climbed out of the pool.

‘‘Let me dry off and oil your front and you oil me, then I will sun with you and we can talk,’’ he said.

‘‘That’s fair enough,’’ I said.

I watched him dry off as I oiled my face and neck and lay back to wait on him.

‘‘May be this is a bad idea,’’ James said.

‘‘No. Get on with it,’’ I said.

I tried not to laugh as he started with my feet and legs stopping again four inches from my crotch. This was going to be interesting.

He started at my neck and worked down. James looked me in the eyes as he oiled my boobs - both of them at the same time with both hands - staying a long time on my nipples. When he finished with them they were standing tall as a thimble and hard as a carrot. They weren’t the only thing that was hard either.

He was and my clit was too and it was on fire - wanting to be rubbed - it was all I could do to lie still. My stomach was quickly rubbed and then with a hand full of oil he covered my mound. I spread my legs wide and he rubbed all around getting my upper thighs where he had missed. James went back to my mound, spreading the lips, covering them with oil. I stopped his hand.

‘‘Use two fingers like this,’’ and then I guided them to my clit.

‘‘Do slow gentle circles. Feel that bump - that is my clit. Be gentle, it is the most sensitive part - do circles around it,’’ I said.

I put my hand on his, ‘‘Here, let me show you,’’ as I began the circles.

My clit was throbbing, my hips were starting to move. I was close, very close.