Jake encourages Abbie to watch the woman watching her

Jake paused as his eye caught sight of an older man across the pool, walking from one end to the other. He didn't seem to notice Jake or Abbie ... or anything that they were doing. Jake watched him climb onto a deck chair behind an umbrella, lay back, drop a towel over his face, and seemingly disappear from the world around him. Jake looked back down at Abbie, marveling at her beauty. Then he turned slightly and looked at the woman who had been watching him -- who was still watching him."Abbie," Jake said softly.

"Mm?"

"You haven't turned to look at the woman watching us."

Abbie smiled. Jake could feel the shift in her energy without seeing her face. "I suppose I haven't," she answered suggestively.

"Aren't you curious what she looks like?"

She took a breath. "Yes."

"Can you imagine how she'd react to you ... staring at her ... while she stares at you?"

"Mm, I can." She paused to take another slow breath. "I bet she's jealous of you."

"Jealous?"

"Sure." She shifted her body very slightly, but not enough to change her angle, and not enough to see the woman who was watching. "She's not touching me. You are."

"But I know you, Abbie. If she came over here and asked, you'd let her."

Abbie shrugged. "Mm. Probably." She let out a soft sigh. "But she hasn't. So I'm still all yours."

Jake thought about that as he kneaded the heels of his hands into Abbie's back, slowly driving downward from just beneath the strings of her top to her ass.

"I think you should watch her," he said to Abbie. "I think you should turn your head to the left, very slowly, and reposition yourself so that you're looking directly at her."

"You do, huh?" said Abbie.

"Yup." Jake had his hands on her ass again, his thumbs toward the center. "Would you do that?"

Again, Abbie breathed deeply. She sighed contentedly, and then lifted her head. Her eyes closed, she turned slightly to her left, and lowered herself down again, resting her head on her hands, like a pillow. Then, with one more slow inhalation, she opened her eyes.

The woman sat on another deck chair about twenty feet away. She wore a black bikini with small gold beads adorning the strings, which paired nicely with her dangling gold hoop earrings. She had a loose-weave mesh wraparound skirt that did more to accentuate her lower half than mask it. She was a light-skinned Black woman whose coffee-colored skin stood in contrast to the black bikini. Her long hair hung behind her, pulled back, and tied low, at her neck. She sat on the deck chair, her legs crossed, one gold flip-flop dangling playfully from her raised foot.

As Abbie looked at her, she gently bobbed her leg up and down, her flip-flop wiggling but not quite falling off her foot. She cocked her head to the side and looked at Abbie, her eyes slightly squinted due to the bright sun.

Abbie smiled at her, an acknowledgment of seeing her, a silent greeting. In this moment, a greeting that said, hello stranger, I'm currently getting fondled inappropriately in a public place, and I don't mind that you're watching me.

Jake's touch grew more firm as he gripped and squeezed Abbie's ass with both hands. She gyrated her hips, grinding into the deck chair, squirming with pleasure. She licked her lips, and all the while, never took her eyes off the stranger.

Abbie wiggled her legs a bit, crossing her feet at the ankle. She saw the stranger's eyes dart to the side, catching her movement. She could tell from the warmth on her skin that the sun was shining down on her, and she imagined her own legs shimmering in the light. She breathed slowly and deeply, her upper body rising and falling evenly.

Jake moved his thumbs inward toward the crack of her ass. He was closing in on a far more sensitive part of Abbie's body, and as his fingers drew nearer, Abbie squirmed a bit more, voicing a slight moan.

The woman shifted in his seat. The slight adjustment of her legs suggested to Abbie that perhaps she was feeling aroused. Abbie could feel herself getting warmer and wetter, and pushed her ass against Jake's fingers a little harder, hoping that he would take the hint and go further.