Heat Wave - Oasis Apartments - Sex Stories

Heat Wave - Oasis Apartments

... don’t be like that. I’m just playing with you. You look like you’re a fun lady.” He says with a laugh and turns and places the glass on the sun lounge with my towel. He then places his towel hanging around his neck onto the lounge next to mine, and I look at his impressive body.

I can see muscles in his back, and he turns around, catches me looking at him, and puts his hands on his hips. I glance at his navy-blue swim shorts that sit low on his hips. A sprinkling of hair covers his chest and trails down his stomach and into his shorts.

“See anything you like?” He asks as he walks forward.

I don’t respond and watch him as he looks down at me. I'm mute and can't think of anything I can say to him.

“Hmm, cat gotcha tongue, hey?” He jumps into the water and creates a huge splash that hits me in the face. I belatedly raise my hands to cover my face.

He comes up next to me, shakes his hair, and water again hits me. I turn my head away from him to shield myself. When I turn back to him, he gives me another shit-eating grin that he does exceptionally well.

“So, how’s your night going?” he says in a half-singing voice, with the same practised grin.

“It was fine, but I fear the pool has just got overcrowded,” I say, moving towards the stairs.

Lowering my voice, I add, “You big-headed jerk!” I’m not sure why I’m taking my embarrassment out on him. I’m the one who just masturbated on a water jet and nearly came in front of a man that I’ve seen a handful of times. ...

... I guess we do that as humans. We get caught doing something naughty and blame the person who catches us, but Connor seems to thrive on it.

“Hey, be nice. You’ll hurt my feelings, pretty lady.”

I climb out of the pool using the steps and huff at the pretty lady remark. As if he thought I was attractive. I stand beside my sun lounge, quickly grab my towel and cover my face with the towel to hide my shame. I’m self-conscious all over again. I'm also kicking myself for the two-piece bather decision.

I feel a light breeze on my pussy, and my hand drops down to feel my bikini briefs still pulled to the side of my pussy lips. I quickly put them back in place to cover my bare vagina that was just on show. God, I hope he didn’t see that.

“Damn. I was hoping you would overlook that amazing stroke of luck I had there,” Connor says as he swims to the edge and leans on his forearms, looking up at me.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay? We can try to make it two for you. I mean, I haven’t cum today, so I need to catch up at some stage. I’m a little competitive.”

“I’m fine,” I say as I rub myself dry. Not even thinking I responded again.

“Maybe another time.” What the fuck, did I just say? I can’t believe I just said that. It was an instinctual comment that seemed to naturally come out of my mouth.

“Cool! We should meet up for another swim tomorrow. You can wear that smoking hot bikini again. We should use the BBQ and cook up some grub as well. I’ve got stuff for ...