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This is why you took the job, isn’t it?
This is your fantasy.
Other guys might see it as a chance to hang out by the pool and get some sun.
Maybe they want to check out college girls in tiny bikinis.
And you’re not opposed to those things.
But that’s not your real fantasy, is it?
You’ve been dreaming about Mrs. Robinson.
Or is that reference too dated for you?
I’m a fan of classic films myself.
But I am a bit older than you.
And you like that.
You dream of being seduced by an older woman.
Someone mature and experienced.
The hot older lady who’s looking for some summer fun with her innocent, young cabana boy.
You don’t have to admit it.
I can see it in your eyes.
And I’m going to make your wish come true.
I have it all planned out, of course.
I can be quite cunning.
With age comes wisdom.
And patience.
I wonder how patient you are?
Because I plan on taking my time.
I’ll start with a bit of teasing.
A towel that’s wrapped a little too loosely when I’m wearing nothing underneath it.
And then one day the towel will come untucked.
Not on purpose, of course.
I’ll act appropriately embarrassed.
As I stand there naked in front of you in my cabana.
It will only be a few seconds.
Just enough time to glimpse my tits.
To get a peek at my freshly waxed pussy.
I wonder if you’ll jack off to me that night?
I’m joking.
I know you will.
And things will progress from there.
To be honest, I know it will be difficult for me.
I’ll start to crave you.
I’ll get off thinking about what I’m doing.
But I’ll remain disciplined.
I’ll remain patient
And then one day I’ll leave the door ajar while I’m changing.
You’ll arrive with lunch or perhaps a cocktail I’ve ordered.
And you’ll see me there changing out of my swimsuit.
My toned, plump ass exposed.
I’ll act like you’re not there.
Perhaps I’ll be on the phone.
The busy, successful career lady that’s distracted by an important call and too oblivious to realize you’re standing there.
And you won’t say a word.
You’ll just stop and stare and watch from behind as I slip on my silky red whore panties.
Of course, they’ll be soaked as soon as I put them on.
But I won’t let you know that.
You’ll wonder if it will happen again.
And, of course, it will.
Not every time, obviously.
I’d have to keep you guessing.
I wonder how many times you’ll cum thinking about me?
I wonder how many times I’ll cum thinking about what I’m doing to you?
I won’t be able to hold out forever.
I wouldn’t want to.
One day you’ll come in and find me undressed.
But I won’t be looking away.
I’ll stand in the doorway looking at you.
Titties out.
Eyes locked on yours.
I imagine you’ll stammer.
Maybe you’ll try to pretend you haven’t been staring at me all summer.
You’ll make a show of averting your eyes.
You’ll apologize for walking in on me.
You’ll try to leave.
But I won’t let that happen.
I’ll cover up quickly with a towel.
I’ll call you back.
Call you closer.
And then I’ll call you out.
I’ll confront you.
Maybe even humiliate you.
I’ll make you admit what you’ve been doing.
You’ll confess that you like to watch.
And then you’ll get your reward.
I’ll turn away as if I’m disgusted.
And then I’ll bend over at the waist.
And my little bitty towel won’t hide a thing.
You’ll see my pussy close up.
Maybe you’ll even see how wet it is.
And how I need you.
But I wonder if you’ll act?
Or will I have to tempt you further?
Will I have to drop the towel completely?
And then beg you to touch me?
I can beg, you know.
It can be fun.
I can tell you how hot you’ve made me all summer.
And how I need to see your cock.
And then I’d sit on the edge of the bed.
I’ll spread my legs.
I’ll admire the growing bulge in your shorts.
I’ll ask to touch it.
“Please can I touch it?”
I’ll rub that hard dick with one hand.
And my pussy with the other.
I’ll rub my fingers up and down my slit.
I’ll tell you that I need your cock.
I’ll tug your shorts down.
Only with your permission, of course.
I’ll wrap my lips around your swollen cock head.
I’ll get it nice and wet.
Just like my waiting cunt.
I’ll guide you right into me.
We’ll be face-to-face.
You’ll pound my pussy.
My big tits will bounce.
It will be so easy for me to cum.
After all the waiting and anticipation.
I’ll whimper and moan.
I’ll tell you how good you feel.
And then you’ll fill me up.
You’ll pump your load into my cunt.
And I’ll take every drop.
And maybe after you’ll have regrets.
You’ll start to feel that I was playing with you all along.
But it won’t really matter, will it?
It won’t stop you from coming back for more.
At some point, the summer will end.
And the pool will close.
And you’ll be left with the memories of a fantasy fulfilled.