Are you all raight? Lass.” Mr.Johnson asked “you look flushed.”
Then he put his hand to her forehead.
“Hmm, you are warm.” He siad concerned. “I know let's get some water, it will help.”
He then take binoculars from her. Sally just stood there and let him handle her.
“There is a small lake near bay. You can cool yourself there. Lets go.”
He said and with patt on her butt make her walk.
Sally starts walking next to Mr.Johnson. Hoping for him to put his hands back to her butt.
And he did, after few steps. His hand found its way to her buttcheek. After every few steps, he squeezed it.
And was rewarded with lovely moans from Sally.
Who was again lost in pleasure. Not even watching where they are going.
She was securely led bay his hand on her cheek.
Mr.Johnson started to converse with her.
Asking about her week, how she was, what she was doing. Since they last saw each other. Normál innocent small talk.
But because Sally state, her answer was one word only.
Sometimes, when Mr.Johnson's question, was accompanied with a gentle squeeze of her buttcheek. She just whimpered or moaned. All that sound she produced in her state of arousal.
It was music to old man ears.
“Here we are,” Mr.Johnson said suddenly.
And after he delivered two pats and one squeez on Sally's buttcheek. He takes his hands from it.
She looked around.
They were on a small madow between the trees.
Right in front of them was a small pond.
Mr.Johnson sat on a wooden bench hidden in shadows under the tree.
“You can go,” he said “I will sit here for a few minutes. My old bones need to relax.”
“Go where?” Sally asked. And with look of confusion looked at him.
“To the pond,” Mr.Johnson pointed with a smile.
“But, I don't have a swimsuit.” protested Sally.
“No need for that, don't you think? We are her alone, and before me, you don't need to be ashamed. Imagine that we are back in the plant nursery.” He said with smile.
Sally shivered, but started to take off her t-shirt somehow reluctantly.
She wanted to do it, but don't want to look too eager doing it.
Mr.Johnson observed as she slowly revealed her young body. First her crotch with a patch of pubic hair. Then her flat belly followed by lovely boobs. And then over her head and it was gone.
Sally stood there naked, hands next to her body. So she doesn't obstruct view for Mr.Johnson.
“You can put your shirt here.” He said and pointed to the bench next to him.
She did as he commanded her. After she put her only piece of clothing next to him. She stood there by his side.
Mr.Johnson looked her over. Her butt right in his line of sight. He was enjoying the veiw for few seconds.
“Well, to the water.” He said and again encouraged her with gentle spank.
Sally make small jump and run into the pond.
It wasn't too deep and water had a nice temperature. She dives in, water washed over her body.
It was refreshing, Mr.Johnson was right. She needed this.
She spend few minutes in the water, then she walked out.
Wet and refreshed she walked to the bench where her clothes were.
Right next to smiling Mr.Johnson.
Sally stops in front of him, hands crossed in front her crotch.
“You ware right, it was really good.” She said.
Suddenly a light wind blew over her naked wet skin.
She trembled and try to warm herself with her hands.
“Let me help you, we need you dry.” Mr.Johnson said and stand up.
“Hands up he commanded.” and when she put her hand over her head. He started drying her body.
It took her few seconds to realized, that he was using her t-shirt as towel.
She wanted to protest. But right at that moment he was drying her crotch. So she mustered only moan.
When he finished her front he commanded her to turn around. Sally obediently turned.
He started on her neck and moved down. She inhaled when he came closer to her bottom. But her excitement was short-lived.
Mr.Johnson skipped her butt and continued to dry her legs.
After he dried them he sat back on the bench. And hang her soaked t-shirt over it.
Sally, unaware of it, still waiting for him to dry her bottom. Just stood there with hands above head.
Mr.Johnson looked at her wet buttcheeks, then he decided.
“Miss Sally, I think we need to discuss something.” He said with a serious tone
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