We had been in and out of the pool most of the day, and Andre, Elizabeth’s boyfriend, and I were relaxing in the hot tub. Mom had taken the kids earlier to play miniature golf, and were not due back for a couple of hours still. My husband Michael and Elizabeth came out onto the patio, having changed out of their bathing suits.
“How does pizza sound?” asked Michael.
“Good by me!” said Andre enthusiastically.
“Alright then. I’m not familiar with this area, so Beth is going to come with me. Anything else we need to get while we are out?”
“More beer!” Andre said again, with a smile.
“I want some more Diet Coke,” I said, “and mushrooms on my pizza.”
We called out a few more things, and the two of them left. Andre hopped out and walked over to the cooler, picking out fresh soda and asked if I wanted one, which I did. I watched his wet suit cling to his bum as he leaned over the cooler and for a minute fantasized about seeing him naked. Beth had told me a number of times about was sex with him was like, and I was envious. Michael is great, but we’ve been together for 15 years now, and things have settled into their ways. As Andre headed back to the hot tub, I caught myself staring at the suit that clung to his manhood and wondered what it would be like fully erect and in my hand. My nipples grew erect through the thin fabric of my light blue one piece, and I considered slipping lower in the water to hide them, but decided to let Andre see them.
He put the drinks down on the edge of the tub and slipped in, moving to the other side of me and sitting down on the little bench, our hips touching. He reached across me for his drink, his hand and forearm sliding across my ample breasts (all 40DD of them) and he definitely felt my hard nips running along his arm. As he drew his arm back, he pretended (badly I should add) to twist to look at something over his shoulder, purposely pressing his arm harder into my breasts as he did so. I let it go, letting him have the cheap thrill.
We chatted for a few minutes, then I announced I was going to get out and take a shower, then get dressed before they came back with the pizza.
“Hey, Ginny,” he said quickly, and I could hear the change in his voice. “Can I ask you a favor?”
“I guess so, sure,” I said, a little tentative.
“We’ve known each other for what, three years now?” he started, a nervous twinge in his voice. “I made it no secret I always found you attractive, long before I started dating Beth, right?” I nodded. Despite myself, I could feel my nipples growing even harder. Could he really be going to ask me something sexual? “I’ve never had the courage before, and can’t believe I’m going to ask this. I love your sister and all, and wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. And I know you’d never do anything to upset Michael. I’ve watched you for so long now, since that time we…”
“Jesus, Andre,” I said, cutting him off. “Ask your favor already.”
He smile and cleared his throat. “Okay then, here goes. Can I see your breasts? I have always wanted to. Just a look, I promise. You will make me a happy man.”