Yes!

That babe in a swimsuit? Hanging out around my pool? With no one else home for a week? Sign me up!

"Certainly, Sue. You're welcome to come by anytime. It looks like you've got your stuff with you. Do you want to use it now? I could show you where everything is," I said, trying to sound helpful, not perverted.

She smiled and said perkily, "Great! Just show me where I can change."

I lead her into the house and down the hall at the back to the guest bedroom. "Here. Use this. Towels are in the closet in the hall, and the pool is just through there," I said as I pointed to the door across the hall. "You can't miss it."

"Thanks, Mr. Thomas. I really appreciate it." She closed the door with a smile over her shoulder.

I tried to figure out how I could peep in on her, but rejected all the ideas as pathetic and likely to make her storm off and never return. I decided that it was better to watch her in a swimsuit all week, rather than see her once in the flesh and have her mad.

To maximize my view, I got a glass of water and went out to mow the yard. While I prepared the power mower, Sue walked out of the door to the pool wearing a red string bikini that left very little to the imagination. Her pair of good-sized C-cup tits filled out the top nicely, and her butt fit tightly in the bottoms, showing plenty of skin. She moved one of the pool chairs to catch the sun the best and laid down.

I started the mower and pushed it across the back lawn. Every time I passed close to the pool, I watched her slim body and big breasts, once even hitting one of the bushes by accident because of not looking where I was going.

After about ten minutes, I noticed that she had turned over and was sunning her back. It took me a length of the yard to realize that she had untied her top and pulled the waistband on the bottoms down to avoid tan lines. A fair amount of her pale ass cheeks and the side of her tit showed, distracting my attention just as much as before.