Just hang out?

Tim and I decided to stay at the cottage and just hang out for the day. We read our books some more and then swam for a while before lunch. After lunch, Rochelle asked us if we could help her clean out underneath the deck and at the back of the cottage. There was some junk there; an old motor, some planks of wood and milk crates, etc, that she wanted moved to the shed. Tim complained that he was on vacation, and Rochelle told him the cottage needed to be taken care of. I didn't mind helping Rochelle, and agreed right away.

Rochelle was dressed in the amazing blue bikini, and Tim and I just kept our bathing shorts on. We all went around to the back of the cottage and got to work. Rochelle worked with us, and I made sure to stay close to her as I worked. I saw so much cleavage and ass over the next couple of hours as she bent and moved and swayed and lifted. I swore that a couple of times, her tits almost fell out of her top. There wasn't that much stuff, but some of it was heavy and/or awkward to carry so it took a while. And the sun was really hot so we really worked up a sweat.

Rochelle's mature body was glistening with sweat when we finished and she went inside to make us some lemonade. Tim was still upset that we had to work and he grabbed his book to sit on the deck and mope. I went inside to help Rochelle. I stared at her ass in that bikini as I walked into the cottage and joined her in the kitchen.

"Thanks a lot for all your help," she said, handing me a glass of icy lemonade. Then she called out to Tim on the deck through the kitchen window and told him the lemonade was ready. He said he'd get it in a while. Rochelle sat down at the table and I joined her.

She held her glass to the side of her face. The ice cubes in the glass chinked and water dripped down the outside of the glass and onto her neck. I watched it run down her neck into her cleavage. I'm so stupid that I never know if a girl has caught me staring at her or not, and sure enough I think I saw Rochelle's eyes looking at me when my eyes went from her cleavage to her face. She didn't say anything though, and I looked away for a moment, but then she moved her glass slowly to her neck and then down to her chest! She held it there just below her neck, above her cleavage and let the water drip down between her tits. Her eyes were now closed.

"Oh, that feels good," she said, "It is really, really hot out!"

I couldn't believe how sexy she was being. Was she doing this on purpose? Did she realize she was doing it? Was she just trying to cool off, or had she caught me looking and was now teasing me? I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to act. I'm an idiot!