Her stomach was pale and pristine, as if she were a much younger woman. It was taut and she very clearly worked out. He began to feel a little apprehensive about his own on body, even though he took care of himself.
Her breasts looked were absolutely spectacular, easily the sexiest he’d seen in a while. They were obviously larger than her daughters sported, and easily bigger than any woman he’d ever been with including his wife. Both of the curvaceous orbs protruded perkily out from her chest, seemingly belonging to, once again, a younger woman. Only Jessie’s spectacular rack stood any chance of beating Candy’s in a contest, and he’d have to give that some real thought.
“I’m glad you approve,” she said, drawing him back from his brief reverie.
“Sorry,” he said, blushing a bit and quietly shaking his head to himself.
“Don’t you dare apologize,” she said. “That’s exactly the reaction I was hoping for.”
He smiled, again taken by surprise at how she seemed to really enjoy him being himself, even as pervy and inappropriate as he felt he was being.
“You… look…” he began but was unable to finish as he once again stared at her delectable form.
“Flatterer,” she said, giving him an amused giggle.
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “Damn.”
“Thanks,” she said. “But I better get a good show out of you in return.”
“Oh?” he asked. “Do I need to dance around for you?”
She snickered at the comment and shook her head.
“I’ll put the food on and join you guys in the pool in a bit,” he said. “I’ll just keep an eye on you from over here until then.”
“I know you will,” she said confidently, and gave him an intense kiss before turning and walking away. “I can feel you staring at my ass,” she said, pausing and turning around to look back at him.
“Yeah…” he said, his eyes lingering on her perfectly curvy, womanly ass.
She snickered and turned, walking over to the pool and sliding in. As she did so, he could swear he noticed her adding a little bit of sway to her walk.
Not bothering to wait for the grill to get completely ready, Don finished watching her as she slid effortlessly into the water then hurried inside. Emerging with the meat, he quickly put it on the grill and lowered the temperature, finally closing the lid before heading over toward the pool.
Erin, Cass, and Alec were all swimming down in the deep end, splashing and playing while Candy floated calmly in the shallow end. He kicked off his sandals and stripped out of the shirt he was wearing, turning to toss it away from the pool.
“Damn is right,” Candy said quietly, causing him to turn back around to her. She was smiling widely, openly ogling him as he stood there at the edge.
“Oh hush,” he said, hopping straight down into the water without hesitation.
“Hush nothing, you’re damn good looking,” she said. “I’m… pleasantly surprised, to be honest.”
“Oh?” he asked. “You thought I was going to be a little soggier around the waist, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, but that’s the standard for people our age,” she pointed out. “But you look… good,” she told him. “How the fuck are you single?”
He rolled his eyes as she slid close to him, her hands finding his under the water. “Look who’s talking, miss supermodel.”
“Oh please,” she said.
“Please nothing,” he said. “If I didn’t know better, I’d have to ask for proof that you’re not… uh… enhanced,” he said, his eyes dropping to her spectacular rack meaningfully.
“Oh, these are definitely all me,” she said, reaching up and squeezing both of her breasts momentarily. “I’m sure you’ll get to test them out soon enough,” she said, playfully sticking her tongue out.
He closed his eyes for a moment, his cock throbbing again in his trunks.
“Am I making things difficult for you?” she asked.
“You damn sure know you are,” he said under his breath, but still loud enough for her to hear.
“Good,” she said, and slid playfully out of his grasp.
He splashed water at her in response, which she quickly did right back at him.
He and Candy continued to relax in the water together, talking and flirting while Alec, Erin, and Cass all played around in the deep end. After a little while, Cass and Erin got out and went to get situated on the loungers to get some sun, Alec joining them a few minutes later.
“Gonna check the burgers. Can I get you anything? A drink?” Don asked, moving to the edge of the pool and looking down at Candy
“You go check the burgers; I can handle the drinks,” she said. “Erin, come here please,” she called out as he stepped up out of the pool and over to the grill.
“Yes ma’am,” Erin called out, slowly rising from the lounger and heading over to the pool.
She and Candy had a brief conversation that ended with Erin nodding. She briefly went back over to the others and spoke with them, then headed toward Don.
“What can I get you Don?” she asked, smiling at him.
“Oh, I can manage,” he said, forcing his eyes to stay on hers and not drop down to ogle her delicious young body.
“No you don’t!” Candy called out. “She can get it for you. Don’t be polite.”
“I don’t mind,” Erin said.
“I’ll uh… take a beer I guess,” he said.
“Do you mind if I get one for Alec?” she asked.
“Not at all,” he said.
Candy slid from the water as Erin went inside, Don forcing himself not to spin around to look at the ass of the young woman and ogling Candy instead. She walked over to her bag and rummaged around inside, then pulled out a bottle of sunscreen.
She went over to an open lounge chair and proceeded to make his cock throb even harder by slowly and deliberately covering every exposed inch of her incredibly desirable flesh with the ointment. That little show made him feel like a very lucky man.
It was when Cass took her turn doing the same thing that he felt like a complete pervert. He repeatedly forced himself to focus on the meat as he flipped the burgers over and checked them for doneness.
Cass finished and unceremoniously offered the bottle to Alec, but he only took a little and haphazardly spread it on himself, then handed it back to the young woman. She stood and began to walk over to Don holding the bottle, stopping a few feet away and holding it up.
“Do you need some, Mr. Reynolds?” she asked.
“Oh… uh… yeah,” he said, but then looked at his hands and then back down at the meat. “I’ll uh…”
“I don’t mind,” she said, popping the lid off and moving closer.
“Thank sweetheart!” Candy called out.
Cass seemed almost bored with the task, gently pouring some of the white liquid into her palm and then rubbing them both together before she gestured for Don to turn away from her. Her hands were soft as she rubbed the sunscreen into his shoulders and back, and he forced himself to focus on the grill as she worked.
“Turn around for me?” she asked, and he steeled his resolve as he did so.
He faced her and saw her pouring more of the liquid into her palms, then looking up at his chest while she rubbed her hands together. Moving as if it were a boring, pedantic task that she was having to do, she rubbed the ointment into his chest, seemingly getting ever speck of skin she could. If it wasn’t for the delicate, almost tantalizing way she was running her fingers and hands across his skin, he would have been able to focus on other things.
He was looking up the clouds for most it, his face turned skyward to give her access to his neck, but more appropriately, to prevent him from ogling her lithe young body. That made it much easier to behave his damn self.
“There we go,” she said, running her palm across the flat of his stomach and then rubbing her hands together a final time.
“Thanks,” he said, dropping his gaze back down briefly.
She gave him a simple smile and winked, then turned and headed back over to the lounge chair.
He realized then how foolish he was being and realized that it really was just her being polite. He had no reason to be uncomfortable around her, other than his own arousal.
“Thank you,” Candy told her daughter again.
Erin emerged a minute or so later holding a tray of drinks. He took his beer from her as she came over, then completely forgot his need to control himself and let his eyes drop down to the delightful sway of the young woman’s ass as she walked over to the other three.
The drinks distributed, she set her own down and walked back over to the house.
“Oh… would you mind grabbing me a tray?” Don asked, suddenly realizing he needed something for the meat.
“Not at all,” Erin said, and quickly went inside.
She came back a minute later holding a clean tray covered with foil and set it down on the grill.
“Almost ready?” she asked, looking down at the smoking meat.
“Ten minutes or so,” he said, fidgeting around idly with it as she got close.
“Yummy,” she commented, and quickly turned back to the others.
Again, her ass swayed delightfully as she walked away, as if she were deliberately putting more “oomph” into the way she walked just for him. He knew better though, and finally managed to wrench his eyes away from the curvaceous rump when she sat it down on the lounge chair.
“Get ahold of yourself, man,” he said quietly.
Busying himself with watching the meat cook, he kept his distance from the others until it was time to eat. The other four quickly got up and went inside as he began to pull the meat off.
Joining them a minute later, he had stopped short as he entered the kitchen, seeing the girls busying themselves in the kitchen. Candy had a knife in one hand and was slicing tomatoes on the cutting board as if she’d done it a thousand times. She had Cass buttering some buns and toasting them in the toaster oven, and Erin was pulling the rest of the condiments out of the fridge.
“Alec, can you grab some plates,” Candy asked, turning to see Don watching the scene unfold.
He smiled, enthralled with how much she looked at home in his life. It was more than a little frightening how much he liked her.