On Golden Lake Part 1

Blake brought his binoculars down from his eyes as Meg dove into the water across the cove. "Interesting," he said aloud. "Meg's got a new bikini." He had watched her almost every day these past few weeks, and was used to seeing a different swimsuit. He frowned when he realized he wouldn't have a chance to watch her lying out topless anymore. She could hardly do that with her son around all the time. Then he smiled at his own silliness. What was he complaining about? He had watched her through her bedroom window, masturbating, and here he was disappointed that he wasn't going to be able to peer at her naked tits from 200 yards away. He shook his head in amusement. Still, there was something about the voyeuristic quality of it that he would miss.

He thought about Meg's invitation to join her at her beach. Now *that* was something to look forward to. Nothing like laying on the warm sand with a half-nude babe reclining next to you. He relished the thought. God, that woman was hot! He watched for a few more minutes as Meg swam effortlessly up the cove, out toward the open lake, then walked up the rocky path to his cabin. Blake had made up his mind to go over and take Meg up on her offer. Only Justin was there now, but Meg would be back soon. He knew one thing with certainty: He was going to fuck Meg before the summer was out. He chuckled. The son was a little less certain.

*****

"Hi Justin...Watcha' doing?"

The boy started at the sound - he was engrossed in extracting a reddish cobble from the wet sand. "Hi Blake." He flashed a quick smile. "I'm collecting rocks."

"Oh, can I see?" His eyes flickered quickly over Justin's body as he crouched on the beach. Blake was pleased to note that the boy was wearing the same cute little swim trunks that he had on the previous day.

"'Kay. But I'm having trouble with this one." He grunted as he prodded at the half-buried rock.

"Well, maybe I can help." Blake sat on the sand on the opposite side of the cobble from the boy, legs slightly spread, and began to dig with his fingers on either side of the stone. Justin knelt on the beach and watched as the older man worked.

"Hmm, this one's really buried. Maybe it's bigger than you think." Blake formed a six-inch deep trench around the entire circumference of the rock, but it still wouldn't budge. He casually spread his legs further apart and continued digging at the stone buried in the sand between his legs. His eyes flickered up to look at Justin. Damn, he hadn't noticed yet. He inched his legs farther apart as he dug. Blake could feel his cock resting against the inside of his thigh, and knew that the boy should be able to look up the legs of the loose fitting shorts and see it.

He leaned back on his hands and pushed on the stone with his foot, exerting all his leg muscles in an effort to free the rock. Hah! Jackpot! He saw Justin's eyes wandering upward, then focus on the leg opening of the man's shorts. His eyes widened slightly, and Blake had to suppress a chuckle. He hunched himself closer to the rock to get better leverage, and could feel his shorts riding further up his leg as he did so. Justin was getting quite a show - his cockhead was almost certainly poking out the bottom of the shorts, and he could feel himself beginning to get erect at the thought. Just then, the cobble sprang free of the sand, and the 10-inch diameter rock rolled up and out of the small excavation he had made. Blake casually pulled the legs of his shorts back down and flipped over onto hands and knees. "Finally!" he laughed. "Quite a boulder you found."

Justin blinked, coming out of his reverie, and looked down at the rock. "Wow, I'll say. I'm gonna go wash it off." Blake watched as the boy hoisted the rock and carried it to the water's edge, his eyes glued to the front of the little boy's shorts. The bulge he saw there was a little bigger than he would have expected, and his breathing quickened. Could the boy have been aroused by the show? He couldn't tell for sure. Justin squatted in the shallow water and began to splash water on the rock. Blake had to settle for the view of the lad's tight little ass pointed invitingly toward him.

Just then, he glimpsed the figure of Meg, cutting a path through the water several hundred feet offshore. She was returning from her swim. He was at once excited and disappointed. It would have been nice to play with Justin a bit longer. On the other hand, he knew he shouldn't be greedy and bring things too far, too quickly.

Meg approached the shore, and changed her stroke to a slow dog paddle in order to cool down after the vigorous swim. She spied Justin, hardly moved from the water's edge where she had left him, and, crouched next to him...Blake! Her heart, already racing from her exertion, skipped a beat. She had forgotten during her swim that she had invited him over, but she was glad to see him there. Very glad.

She glided through the lake, nearing the shallows, and felt the water on her body like fine silk, sliding off her legs, her...rear. She remembered the thong. Her wish from earlier that day was coming true. This handsome man was going to see her practically nude butt. A shiver of nervous anticipation coursed through her body.

Meg's long, delicate toes touched the soft sand next to the dock. She took a deep, nervous breath, and stood in the waist-deep water. She waded through the shallows and onto the sandy beach, water cascading off her body. She took her soaking wet hair in her hands to wring out the excess water, and, in the age-old habit of women coming out of the water, she casually glanced down to adjust her bra and ensure that her breasts were properly tucked in. Nothing was hanging out, but it wasn't exactly hidden either. She hadn't realized how thin the fabric was, almost translucent. Her nipples were obviously erect, and the faint shadows of the areolas were visible through the wet fabric.

To Blake, Meg emerging from the water next to the dock was like a goddess rising from the sea. Her hair was dark and wet as she wrung it out. Her tanned skin was smooth and golden and covered with water droplets that glinted in the sunlight. She flashed a quick smile. He smiled back and caught her eyes, but only briefly. His gaze flickered lower, to the yellow bikini. It was tiny! Her tits spilled out the sides of the bra, and the bottom was a dainty triangle of fabric. Her tits were jiggling and bouncing seductively as she approached him, and - damn! Her long rubbery nipples were poking against the thin fabric. He gulped and felt a tingle in his crotch. This was going to drive him crazy. Fuck, she was hot, and the bikini was something else! It was almost better than watching her through the bedroom window.

His eyes traveled lower. Oh fuck! The shadow of her pubic hair was visible through the shiny wet fabric. The view was so damn erotic.

He realized that he was ogling her. By sheer force of will, he tore his eyes away from her crotch, cleared his throat, and smiled awkwardly. "Thought I'd take you up on your offer to come over and catch some rays. Justin here was showing me his rock collection."

"I'm glad you came." Meg flashed a quick smile, her white teeth glinting in the sun, then averted her gaze. A shudder of equal parts embarrassment and arousal coursed through her body as she realized what kind of show she was about to give Blake...and her son.

"So what have you found kiddo?" She knelt in the wet sand next to them.

"A bunch of neat rocks. See?"

Blake watched as the boy showed his mother his rock collection. His eyes kept wandering over her firm tits, partially covered under the skimpy bikini. The nipples were still pressed against the material, stiff and erect, even more so now that the cool air was hitting them after her swim. What's more, Justin was clearly interested in what he was seeing also, never mind the fact that it was his own mother. His young eyes were clearly shifting downward as he talked to his mother.

"Very nice hon. Um, I'm gonna go and dry off and sit in the sun for awhile okay?"

"Okay. Can we go and eat soon though? I'm starved."

"Sure thing sweetie."

Meg smiled at Blake and got to her feet. "I'm going to dry off. Want to come and sit with me awhile?" This was the moment of truth, when she flaunted her bare butt at her handsome neighbor. She walked through the loose sand up the beach, nervously aware of Blake following her. She bent and reached for her towel. She buried her face in it, pretending to dry her face, but also taking the opportunity to think this out. 'Good lord,' she thought. She felt like such a slut.

Blake's cock rose in his shorts as he followed Meg, eyes glued to her seductively swaying ass. A fucking thong! The tiny yellow string of the bikini was completely buried in her butt crack. First Justin, and now this. He figured he better say something, anything, to get his mind working in a different direction. "So. Out for a swim?" Duh! He could've slapped himself. How the hell was he going to get this woman in bed if he couldn't come up with something more intelligent to say than that?

Meg rubbed the towel over her lithe arms and firm stomach. "Yeah, my daily workout. Greatest exercise in the world. I've been at it for a few weeks now."

"I can tell...it shows."

He was looking very pointedly at her body. Meg thought she was going to melt under his blue-eyed gaze. She was getting increasingly self-conscious, but it was definitely exciting. She was already warm and flushed from her swim, but she could feel the temperature rise in her cheeks even further. She felt totally exposed, which was silly, but still...

Meg lay the towel back down on the hot sand and sat down, tanned legs stretched out in front of her. Blake followed suit, sitting next to her. He was having a hell of time not ogling this hot slut while they made small talk under the blazing sun. He couldn't put his finger on it, but she was so fucking sexy, and much prettier than he had realized. He hadn't noticed watching through the bedroom window but she had a mature beauty that was driving him crazy as he sat here next to her. Her dark hair and eyebrows, easy tinkling laugh... And her body - he had seen it in all of its naked glory of course, but that made the skimpy swimsuit even sexier. Meg's tits were round and full - perfect as far as he was concerned. Her legs were long and well defined, slightly muscular...

He had to keep his hands in his lap to hide his partial erection. So he focused for a while on watching Justin, now busily moving his rock pile to a safer place next to he and Meg. But that wasn't much better. Justin's cute little butt flexing beneath his tight swimsuit aroused Blake almost as much. He thought back to the boy's erection, briefly spied through his swimsuit a little earlier.

"He seems to be keeping himself occupied," he said, nodding toward the boy as he made his tenth trip with a handful of rocks.

Meg smiled. "Yup. I'm glad. I've been hoping he'd be able to keep himself busy this summer. Looks like I didn't have anything to worry about."

As Blake and Meg talked, he noticed the boy's frequent glances at his mother, specifically, at his mother's tits. The nipples were no longer visible through the fast-drying fabric of the suit, but they were still visibly poking against the thin material. He wondered what the boy's reaction had been the first time he saw his mother in the thong. This was so fucking erotic! This hot sexy mother, and her cute little son...did Justin get a hardon when he watched her? Probably, Blake decided. After all, the boy got an erection when he saw Blake's cock, at least it looked like he had. Strange, but Meg seemed clueless that she was stimulating the little guy.

Meg wasn't noticing because she couldn't keep her eyes from roaming over Blake's body. Darkly tanned and muscular, dark hair with a tinge of gray. Smiling blue eyes...she shivered, knowing that he was looking at her too.

Once again, Blake saw Justin's eyes wash over his mom's tits. Despite himself, Blake chuckled merrily at the sight.

"What is it?" Meg was looking at him quizzically.

"Oh...er, nothing. Laughing at Justin, that's all."

As if on cue, Justin dumped the last load of pebbles next to his mother. "Done," he announced. He had formed a low mound of colorful stones. "They're for you Mom."

Meg glanced over at Blake and rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a smile. "Um, that's very nice Justin. You've been working hard."

Justin nodded. "Hey Mom, can we go and eat now? I'm starved."

"Okay Hon."

Meg frowned and looked at Blake with disappointment. "Sorry, gotta go. Have to keep a growing boy fed you know."

Blake nodded. Damn! He had been enjoying this. "That's okay. I can come back another day." He snapped his fingers. "Oh, by the way Justin," he said as casually as he could. "When did you want to come over and use my computer?"

The boy looked uncertainly at his mother, who nodded. "Um, tomorrow?"

Blake smiled. "Sounds good sport. See you then."

He helped Meg gather her things, while she convinced Justin that his rock collection would be safe on the beach. All the while, he ogled her flexing ass cheeks. So, he noticed, did Justin.