A Little Sun

You sit back and watch the pair of them as they lay in the sun, both of them closing their eyes and almost seeing to drift of as they enjoy the heat of the morning.

You sit there, watching the pair of them, your eyes soaking in the curves of their bodies, their long firm legs, their breasts contained by the flimsy material of their swimming costumes.

It's amazing how sitting and watching them alone feels like a violation, they have no idea someone is just sitting here, staring at them, completely unaware.

Slowly you make your way around them, focusing on the red head, the more curvy of the two and sitting by her head, affording you a splendid view straight down her swimsuit, her cleavage heaving with every breath.