Afternoon Interlude
He couldn't believe it, the girl he had secretly desired for 6 months had asked him to help her with a project for work. They had agreed to meet up at her place the following day, he knew she had been persued by most of their co workers and that he didn't really stand a chance, but at least they would be a lot closer afterwards.  He knocks softly on her front door, gasping as it swings open, she's standing there in a string bikini, her cheeks flushed as she lowers her eyes to her watch gasping as she realises the time. Her jade green eyes search his for a moment a hesitant gleam in them as she stammers
"Oh my gosh i was working and  lost all track of time, come in make yourself at home, I'll umm cover up a little bit"

She motions him inside, pointing to the french doors that open out onto a large wooden deck, her laptop and papers already spread messily across the wooden table, a blanket draped over the chair she must have been sitting in. He smiles to himself as he sets his briefcase on the chair closest hers, staring off the deck into the back garden the pool shimmering among the wild flowers and tropical plants. His heart pounding loudly in his ears as he try's to hide his excitement.

She pads out onto the deck clearing her throat femininely behind him, he turns towards her and groans softly, the raven curls are tied in a high ponytail, stray curls slipping from the ribbon to frame her angelic face.  Her honeyed skin gleaming from the coconut oil she had lovingly massaged into it, her graceful shoulders unmarred by tan lines, the white bikini top a stark contrast to her tanned skin. A white denim skirt sat jauntily on her angular hips, brushing just under her tight ass. He slowly followed the svelte curves of her legs, blushing as he realises his hard on is evident to her.
"My husband is away on business, so its just us here I'm afraid, can i get you a cool drink?"

He nods, watching her small firm ass sway in awe as she walks into the house, he settles into the hard chair beside the one he figured she had been sitting in. She pads barefoot back onto the desk, a silver tray in her hands, two tall glasses set to the side and a large crystal jug of lemonade in the centre. The ice cubes clanking against the crystal side making the fresh slices of lemon dance in the liquid. She smiles down at him as she sets the tray down infont of him, deftly pouring the cool liquid into his glass.

She slides into her chair and leans forward to grab her glasses from beside the laptop lightly sliding them up her nose, her ample breasts straining the bikini top, their sensual curve teasing him, without thinking he leans across and brushes a few stray curls from her face his finger tips lightly caressing her soft cheek. She leans against his hand, she raises her eyes to look at him as her hands slip to untie the bikini. She whimpers softly as the flimsy material slides from her aching nipples.

She swivels in her chair grabbing the blanket and throws it messily onto the deck, slipping from her chair to sit on it her long muscular legs curled under her firm ass. She reaches up and grabs the coconut oil from the railing, expertly emptying a little into the palm of her hand. She rubs her hands together then kneads it into her breasts, the tanned flesh glistening, her oily thumbs teasing at her nipples until they are almost painful to touch. She slides her oily hands down her stomach, her jade green eyes never leaving his face. She flips a button on her skirt then wiggles out of it leaving her naked, her hairless pussy gleaming with oil. He gasps as he watches her massage the oil into her legs and mound.
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