Samantha Gets in the Swimming Pool

Samantha opens her eyes after a long moment of relaxation and deep breathing. "Would you be mad if I jumped into the pool for a second to cool off? It's really hot in here." She puts her elbows on the edge of the hot tub and you can see that her wet bra has become translucent. For the first time, you can see her perky nipples, though partially obscured by the lacy fabric of the bra. You can't help noticing how erect they are, you can even see the goosebumps on her perfectly smooth, tiny breasts. There's no way she's cold—those tight little nips suggest just how aroused she is.

You realize that you're staring, open mouthed, at her picture-perfect nipples. You **** your gaze away to look up at her brown eyes, which are sparkling with mischief, and there's a crooked grin on her face. "Feel free to join me," she adds. "You look pretty hot too." Something about the way she says "hot" makes it clear she's talking about your appearance, not your temperature. She stands up fully in the hot tub, revealing her panties, which have also become semi-transparent. You think you notice a quick glimpse of a neatly-trimmed bush in front before she hops out and turns away from you to walk to the pool, which is just a few meters away. You can clearly see her asscrack and perfectly rounded cheeks through the wet, skimpy fabric of the panties and your cock grows even harder, if that's possible.

She dives into the pool with barely a splash. When she surfaces, she props her elbows on the side of the pool and looks over at you. "Joining me?"

You look down into the bubbling water of the hot tub. Your above-average-sized cock is possibly bigger than it's ever been—as if every spare ounce of blood has been pumped there. "Um, maybe in a second… I … my underwear isn't quite…" you stammer.

Her smile grows even bigger. "Hey, you got your show. Now I get mine." She stares over at you, expectantly, as your heart races.