By the Pool, a backrub

Twenty minutes later you are sitting by the pool. Melody had chosen a secluded corner of the pool to sit. Most of the people are sitting closer to the pool. She had reasoned that the two of you would get a better tan in this corner than anywhere else as the son would remain beaming down her for a bit longer than anywhere else.

You had shrugged and set up shop right next to her as she busied herself getting lotion on her arms. After doing her arms she did her the tops of her breasts, making her shine in the sunlight. “So, Jack you ready to do me?”

The question is out of the blue, and the words used has you stunned for a moment. You blink, and all you can muster to say is, “What?”

“My back. I said I’d let you put lotion on my back.” She grins mischievously, “What did you think I meant?”

You chuckle, “I knew that…the words you used though surprised me.”

“Uh huh, well grab the lotion.” She says, then flips to her stomach and lays down. She reaches back and undoes the string letting it fall to her sides, and you are staring at her bare back.

Shaking yourself out of a stupor you grab the lotion and squirt some onto your hand, and start smearing onto her bare back.

She tenses at the touch a bit, “Hey now, it’s just me…”

“I know, it’s cold is all. The lotion.” She says, turning her head to look at you from the corner of her eye. After a second you realize she’s blushing a bit.

“Want me to give you a little relaxing back rub while I’m down here?” You ask, as you proceed to do so, as a teaser. Her response is instantaneous, as she sighs.

“That feels good. Go ahead.” She closes her eyes, a little contented smile on her lips.

“Alright. I should warn you though, I took a couple classes in massage.”

“No talking, just work my..oh yeah, that feels good. Your money was definintely not wasted Jack. I bet all the girls you date love this.”

You don’t have the heart to tell her you had taken the classes because Melody said she loves back rubs and massages. “You could say that.”

You continue working her back for a good ten minutes until a waiter comes over and asks if you want anything to drink. You look at Melody but her eyes are closed, enjoying the back rub, lost to the world.