Sara makes a move

Sara felt Tom's fingers along her inner thigh. Please, Tom, slide a finger into my suit, just a finger. As if reading her mind, Tom began to stroke the edge of Sara's bathing suit, and gently, slowly, pressed two fingers under the hem.

Sara shook with pleasure. Tom felt it, she was sure, though he didn't move closer to her pussy. She gazed at him, welcoming, almost eager. He smiled, but he was in no hurry.

On the other hand, Sara was in a hurry. She needed to play it cool, of course, but she was getting a little jealous of Eric and Jenna behind her. She reached out a hand under the water's surface, and touched Tom. She thought she was just going to rest a hand on his leg, but - wait, I don't think that's his leg.

She let her hand rest on the outside of his swimsuit, trying to determine exactly what she was touching. Tom smiled. Sara felt around a little more and realized she was wrapping her fingers around his cock, through the cloth of his suit. His penis was thick, but not yet hard. She gently squeezed and massaged it through his bathing suit.

As she rubbed him. she felt his fingers exploring her own skin, just above her pussy. She had shaved that morning - did he know? She continued to caress his penis, reaching below to rub his balls, lightly squeezing and releasing. With each pulse of her hand, she felt his cock growing larger. As it grew, it fit tighter and tighter into his bathing suit. Eventually, the cloth would either become too tight and hurt him (oh, poor man) or there would have to be some release.

Tom shifted his body an inch closer to Sara, and as he did, she adjusted her hand and slid it into the leg of his suit, now touching his dick for real. Even in the hot tub, it was like fire to her. She felt a rush from her fingers through her entire body. She stroked his dick, now hard, and pulled him closer to her.