Subject: She liked me naked! (part one)
I used to make signs for a living, and I had to travel a lot. This gave me many opportunities to show off. Since I lost my job, to make ends meet, I've been doing odd jobs with friends who have businesses. But I still look for any opportunity to be naked in front of a stranger. Two weeks ago, I was painting a couple of rooms of a house for Joe, a buddy with a painting business. While there, I flirted with the owner of the house, Cheryl, a woman in her late forties, or early fifties. I flirt with all women. Eventually, I wanted a smoke, but there was no smoking in the house, so I was sent outside for a cigarette. Once out there I saw a four-seat hot tub, covered with a lid, but still steamy. It was under a canopy, surrounded by lattice, next to the house. Not thinking of an opportunity, but just making conversation I mentioned to Cheryl how nice her hot tub looked especially after staring up at the ceiling all day.
"Are you going to leave so I can jump in?" I asked jokingly. She told me I was welcome to use her hot tub anytime. Everyone does. I assumed she was just being nice, but it was then that I started to imagine me naked in her hot tub. Through our conversation, I found out she lives alone, but family often comes and stays when they visit California. She wasn't married, and she owned a dress shop, which explained why she had such a beautiful home. I think she really thought I was coming on to her, once I started to ask so many personal questions, but seemed to enjoy the attention.
Before I left she asked if I was going to use the hot tub. She would turn the heat up a bit and take the lid off. I was tempted, but I knew Joe would be back later. I didn't want Cheryl to tell him how I was naked in her hot tub. If she got offended, no more painting jobs for me. So I thanked her for the offer and told her I may take her up on it someday. I asked for and got her phone number. I think she assumed I was just being nice and would never visit. I knew differently.
Last Saturday morning, I called her and mentioned that I had injured my lower back and hip playing football, after dinner on Thanksgiving. Which I really did do.
"I know I'm just the hired help, but were you serious when you said I could soak in your tub?" "Sure," she said, "I would love the company."
She said that I could come over any time, she would fix a nice lunch for afterward, if I wanted to stay. She was very welcoming. Knowing my plan, I told her I would be over in about an hour. I gave myself a quick pubic trim, grabbed my long swim trunks, and headed over to her house. It's about a 20-minute drive from where I live.
Saturday was a very wet day in Northern California, but I found my way there. She welcomed me, as I took off my wet shoes and coat at the door. She was in her robe and asked if I minded her joining me for a soak.
"It's your tub, you don't have to ask my permission. Plus I’d be lonely all by myself," I replied.
It was then I started to think she might want in my pants, after all, I am 20 something years her junior. She told me I could change by the tub, no one would see me through the lattice and she would still be a couple of minutes.
Damn! I wasn't there five minutes and here I was naked in her backyard, changing into my swim trunks. No one could see me but it was still a thrill to casually take off all my clothes in a strange environment. The hot tub was steaming heavily when I took the lid off and slid in. Not as hot as I thought it would be. Just a lot of steam from being chilly outside. She came out with a pitcher of water, and two glasses, some towels, and another robe, which I assumed were for me. She took off her robe to expose a one-piece, black, bathing suit stretched over a slightly overweight body. She had large breasts and surprisingly attractive legs. She put the water where we could reach it from the tub and got in with me. I thanked her for letting me soak and complained about my back a little bit. We chatted, while I experimented with the different seats and the jet flows. It's a nice tub! She reached over to tum up the heat and rain poured down on the canopy above making it hard to hear at times. When I settled in I made sure that the bubbles were filling my suit. I took the long-legged ones because they fill up with air bubbles easily from the jets, and aren't very good for hot tubbing. Almost immediately, I was ballooning in front, making it obvious I was releasing the air from inside my shorts. Minutes later, they filled with air again. I made it look like a chore to turn the waistband over and let out more air. I did this at least a half dozen times before I mentioned that they should invent a man's swimsuit that you can wear in a hot tub.
Ready to fight with my trunks for another half an hour before asking her if I could just take them off. (I've done the personal hot tub thing with a single woman before, you know). She mentions that women don't have that problem, Then, to my surprise, she told me, "You wouldn't have that problem if you weren't wearing a suit. My brother never wears trunks in the hot tub, you know." My heart literally raced for a full minute after she said that. From reading stories here I learned about how wonderful the honest approach is. The “Yes I like to show off. Please look" attitude can set up some wonderful situations. For whatever reason, this time I fell back to my old habit of teasing denial. "I wish I had the nerve to go naked," I said, "I know it would be much more comfortable." She smiled and pointed out how many friends of her brothers she's seen naked in her backyard, and that I'd be underwater anyway. There's something about a woman trying to get you naked...now that is special by itself. "Sure why not," I said, then I slid my trunks off and set them on the tub's side.
What a turn on to be sitting naked, next to a clothed woman, hidden only by the bubbles on the surface of the water. I was so aroused sitting there with her, even though she couldn't see much, it was so hot at first just soaking.
After the initial thrill wore off, I carefully poured myself some water, making sure to expose most of my ass as I leaned out of the tub. I turned back with part of my penis above the water for only a second before plunging back in. I could tell she was really enjoying looking at me, Our eyes met once, when she looked up from my penis, and she just smiled a sinful smile... she knew she was caught. She let me smoke in the tub and got a great view up the crack of my ass when I had to reach way over to get my smokes out of my pants. We were both having a great time without the mention of sex. I had mentioned my girlfriend in our conversation, so she was treating me like I was off-limits, but she must have known I was enjoying it too, even if I did act uncertain at first.
I had been in the tub for a while and I was really getting hot from the water, and from her glances, so I decided to go for it. Letting myself get a little firm from one of the jets, I asked if I should put on my shorts to get out of the tub. "Only if you want to," she replied, "no one can see through the lattice." With that I slowly stood, facing her, my skin glistening from the water cascading down my body, my penis large but soft, my scrotum hanging very low all just two to three feet from her staring eyes. She made no effort to look away. I climbed out clumsily, acted like it was no big deal to towel off in front of her. I put on the robe and asked if I could get her anything while I was out. "Nothing," she said. I went to the bathroom, came back, and had the pleasure of taking the robe off while she looked at my nakedness.
After she saw all of me, she got a little more daring and would rub up against me when moving from one seat to another. Not with her hands so much as her body. Once she moved from one seat to the lie-down area while staying in a seated position. I was between the seats, and her ass and thighs glided over my semi hard-on. Finally when she was sitting next to me, facing each other, her leg touching mine with her foot on my naked hip, I opened the sexual side of what was happening. Time to drop the act.
"Wow, the hot tub sure helped my back but I should probably get going or other parts of me might get sore," I said. Assuming I was serious she asked if I was sitting wrong or if a jet was too strong. "No," I said, "umm, I think just being naked in front of you, and having you rub up against me seems to be getting me aroused. No offense, but I'm getting turned on sitting here with you, and I know my girlfriend would shit if she knew I was rock hard sitting naked next to another woman.” That's all it took.
"No offense taken. I'm flattered that a young man, like yourself, would get turned on sitting next to me," she said. She complimented me on being honest and for making her feel attractive then she adds, "Do you really have an erection right now?" I swear I was floored. She went from motherly to sex kitten in a blink. "Yes," I said, "a throbbing one as a matter of fact," and we both laughed.
She leaned forward towards me and put her hand on my leg and asked, "Where is it," and she started to feel around my thigh. Her first touch was unreal. Not being able to see her hand, I just felt it when she touched, and then caressed. "She knows where a penis is," I thought to myself. She still just played on my leg, pretending to reach for it. Then I slid myself down closer to her and put my erection right in the path of her hand. "Oh my, you are hard as a rock aren't you?" she exclaimed, as she firmly gripped me. I was unbelievably swollen. She didn't stroke just gripped, throttled almost, then just as quickly she released me. "You don't have to go, I've seen erections before, yours feels nice," she added. With that, she leaned back on one of the attached pillows, closed her eyes. and relaxed, as if we just got in the tub, and I was still in a suit, and like she didn't just hold my Johnson.
-To Be Continued?-
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