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I got him a glass of water and ran out to the fields again. Pa and everyone else were heading in to help with the cow that was going to deliver her new little calf, at any moment. Wilbur was just going to follow them, but I shouted at him. Simply Amateur “Hey there Dollie Mae, what can I do for ya?” He wiped the sweat off of his brow. “Here, I brought ya a glass of cool fresh water. Thought it looked like ya need something, out here in the sun. I’m just dying out here.” Handing him the water was the easy part, but seducing him, turned out to be a little bit harder, but not a whole lot. “Sure is scorching out.” “That it is.” He drank all of his water, and tried to hand me the glass. I was already taking my shirt off, showing him my white halter underneath. “How do y’all work in this weather? I’d be parched and waiting for someone to come rescue me.” “Well, that’s why you should be up at the house.” He didn’t fool me at all; I knew that he’d been staring at my newly curvaceous breasts that were coming in just fine. They filled out my top nicely. “Nah, I wanted to see how it was going out here. I got bored.” “I’ve got to be going to the barn to help with the cow.” “But isn’t pa and everyone up there? Why can’t ya stay and chat? They won’t miss ya.” Smiling, Wilbur sat on the ground and took my advice. “So what’s going on with you Miss Dollie?” “Nothing much, I just feel like there is something out there calling to me. I’m hungering for something.” “I hungered too, but I’ve been working here on the farm for a long while. It don’t seem like I’m going nowhere any time soon.” I lay back on the ground, my knees opening and closing, showing Wilbur a pure straight forward view of my cunt. He didn’t do anything, except lay back on the ground, ignoring my welcoming pussy. “Wilbur, I got something to ask ya.” It was a pleasantly warm May afternoon. So nice, in fact, that I decided to cut my afternoon classes and spend time down at the pool like any intelligent 14 year old boy would do. Okay, so it was not my pool. My family didn’t own a pool. I was swimming in the pool at an apartment complex about 3 blocks from our house. I didn’t let the little fact that my family didn’t actually live at this apartment complex keep me from sneaking in and enjoying the cool water. I’d long discovered that the key to sneaking in somewhere is just to act like you belong. And today was just so pleasant, I didn’t belong anywhere but here. Since it was a weekday and still time when most people were either off at work or school, I was one of the very few in attendance poolside. There was the grandmotherly-looking woman watching over what I assumed was her two grandkids. Another old guy was sunning himself on the deck, keeping a distance from the splashing of the two kids. Lastly was the couple at the other end of the pool. For some reason, their presence kept drawing my attention. I assumed the woman to be in her late 30s, maybe about the same age as my mom. She was of medium stature, probably a couple inches shorter than my 5’6” height, and what I’d come to know as “pleasingly plump” in her build. She wasn’t fat, just softly rounded and almost cherubic, and her turquoise one-piece bathing suit showed her curves in a most positive light. Her hair was a medium brown and fell straight to just between her shoulder blades. But what kept me interested in watching her were her very ample breasts that strained at the upper half of bathing suit, swaying softly as she walked over to climb into the pool. And especially fun to watch were the hardened nipples that were revealed when she pulled herself back out of the cool water. The man was maybe in his late 40s or early 50s. I estimated him to be about 6’ tall, with a medium build, save for the little extra soft roll around his mid-section. His hair was thin, gray-black, combed straight back. He has a fairly thick patch of dark chest hair that trailed down his stomach and into his navy blue Speedo swimsuit. And the way that tight swimsuit highlighted his dick and balls with its clingy material drew my attention as much as his companion’s bouncing breasts. As I swam in the pool, or got out just long enough to dive back in, I found myself stealing glances at the both of them, if not periodically just staring at them. Maybe they noticed my visual visitations on their physiques, maybe not. At least, if they had any problem with it, they never let on. If nothing else, it seemed as though they might even be aware of my focused attention, given the sometimes almost obvious way in which the busty woman would bounce in her step, or would adjust her massive mammories. And even the guy seemed to have a need to adjust his manhood within the tight confines of his Speedo. Not having anyone else to distract my attention, I was able to watch these small displays and let my fantasies drift unimpeded through my mind. I’m very comfortable in my bisexuality, and am equally as excited over the images of pleasant sexual play with the man and his well-defined dick as I am with the woman and her huge tits and full body. As I played more and more of the fantasies in my mind, their effect was starting to play havoc with the fit of my gym shorts that I was using for swim trunks, as well. They would not be able to hide an erection, especially given that they were a tad baggy on my thin frame, which would only serve to create an obvious tent over my stirring member. Jerking off in the pool was not possible, much less even a good idea, although if I kept my thoughts going like this, it would soon become a serious need. In the distance, I heard the unmistakable diesel rumble of a school bus. Damn. It was time for me to get out of the pool before a possible schoolmate or parent that might recognize me came home to their apartment. I got out of the pool and shook off as much water as possible, given that I did not have a towel to dry with. I grabbed my gym bag and headed to the small cabana so I could change back into my street clothes, then turned to take one last look at the couple that had been the center of my afternoon fantasies. A brief smile from the buxom woman in blue made me wonder if they hadn’t noticed my interest after all. I turned away and into the small men’s restroom that would serve as my changing area. Once inside, I pulled off my wet shorts and stood naked near one of the two bathroom stalls so I could get as dry as possible before pulling on my clothes. The memories of the two attractive people still fresh in my mind, I was tempted to go ahead and whack off my meat then and there, and had there been a door on the stall, that would have been a guarantee. Any further thoughts of instantaneous self-gratification went out the window as soon as the door to the restroom opened again. With that, I stepped fully into the stall and focused my attention to appearing to use the toilet. Someone stepped into the stall next to me who seemed to struggle with something for a second, after which a wet swimsuit was placed over the stall wall next to me. I tried to remain nonchalant, but when the sound of someone pissing hard into the toilet followed next, I sneaked a peek at the suit on the stall wall.

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