Maria wants to sun-dry.

"Hey George, I think I'm just gonna lie here for a few minutes and dry out. My clothes are probably still in the washer anyway" Maria. "Lie on the dock with me!"

"Oh, I was just about to run to the grocery store to get something for dinner," you say.

"Come on, just for a few minutes. You're not going to let a girl lie out here on the dock naked and alone, are you?" she teases as she sits down on the warm wood.

"Oh, I suppose I could lay out for a little while," you say, shaking your head with a smile.

"Great! Take that bathing suit off!" commands Maria.

"What?!" you scoff.

"You heard me! Come on, it's awkward, me, naked, you with your trunks on. Take'em off!" she repeats.

You stand there for a moment, but you have to admit, it is kinda ridiculous that she's prancing around naked, and you're in your bathing suit. You're not really self-conscious, normally, you're not even sure there's any real reason you should feel uncomfortable. She certainly doesn't. You shrug, and slide your wet bathing suit down around your ankles and kick them off to the side a little bit. Maria, watching all of this with apparent anticipation, gawks when your suit finally comes off.

"Hoooly... that... is... proportional to your body," she says with a laugh.

"Yeah, you'd actually be surprised how often people have described it that way. What can I say, I'm a very big person," you say, as you somewhat awkwardly lower yourself down onto the dock.

You lie all the way back, and down and so does Maria. You lie there for a few minutes, and from time to time, you can see Maria's head tilting over towards you and then back. After the third time she does it, you tilt your head over to look back at her. Her breasts, large as they are, still have the shapeliness of youth, and so sit beautifully atop her chest, even lying down. Noticing you looking, Maria rolls up onto her side facing you, causing one breast to rest on top of the other, and highlighting the curve of her hips.

"So, I have a proposition for you," she says.

"Oh? And what is that?" you reply, sensing that you maybe know where this is going.

"I propose that we go inside, and you let me fuck your brains out," she says, evenly.

After taking a deep breath, you turn onto your side, causing your dick to flop down over your leg and actually touch the dock.

"That is a very, very flattering suggestion, Maria. You're... gorgeous, but I really couldn't. You're my children's age, and I'm... old," you explain.

"Look, we're hooking up, not getting married. If I don't care that you're old, you definitely shouldn't care that I'm young. You're a good looking older man. I've been hiking with a bunch of filthy, sweaty people who I have to see very day. I haven't had sex in months. You'd be doing me a favor," says Maria.

Seeing your resolve weakening, Maria scooches closer to you on the dock, puts her hand on your shoulder and pushes you back onto your back and then inches a little further so that she's staring down on your face. Her breast lies partially against your arm, and she reaches out with one hand to delicately take hold of your dick. At the same time, she leans in and puts her full ripe lips on yours. As you're quickly getting hard in her hand, there's no turning back.