A Tempting Vacation Ch. 16

He turned a page, never taking his eyes from Amy's mother, who was without doubt stealing repeated glances of his cock and balls, quasi-exposed beneath the baggy, gaping legs of his shorts. He could feel his semi-engorged shaft hanging downward along his thigh, and nestled against his somewhat sweaty ball sac. Looking past her relatively stoic face, Ron had a good angle to see her substantial cleavage as she perched on her elbows and her breasts were pulled up away from her towel. 'Don't get a hard on....Don't get a hard on' Ron repeated over and over within his mind. 'Just stay cool and give her a nice long look.'

Pam didn't know whether to feel lucky, or tormented, by Ron's exposure. The unfettered ability to discreetly peer at his lovely, thick penis for a second time within the past hour, was exhilaratingly frustrating given the forbidden fruit aspect of the tempting vision, and was somewhat suspicious as well. Neither time did he appear to be aware of his immodesty, but given the number of lascivious interactions to this point of their vacation, it was undoubtedly possible that he was flashing his gorgeous penis to her intentionally. But, it just seemed so out of character for Ron, and really, what difference did it make if he was. Given her own overtly sexy bikini, being worn on the heels of the even more daring window-front exposure, how could she even think about calling him out on his own similar displays that could be explained away as accidental. As long as he didn't do anything brazenly inappropriate, and she didn't give any indication she was a willing voyeur, why not play along.

This was an easy rationalization to embrace, as her mind wanted nothing more than to inconspicuously admire such a unique piece of manhood, but her body had been yammering all morning for some sort of sexual release. She could practically feel the moisture oozing from her vagina into her thin bikini, making it obvious her body desired more than a simple visual inspection.

Pam did her best to keep her head pointing in the direction of the magazine, but couldn't have refrained from cutting her eyes toward Ron's still exposed crotch, so close and visible, even if avoiding it had been what she truly wanted. She'd chalked this opportunity up in the "no one knows, no one's hurt" category, just as she had after the serendipitous encounter with Ron on their trip south. As she continued to steal glances, her mind was working through adjectives to best describe this boy's genitals. His cock just looked so......, what was the word, ..........substantial, yes, it looked incredibly substantial Pam thought, almost chuckling to herself at the mundane inadequateness of that word, but she couldn't think of anything better to describe the obviously flaccid penis as it draped down fat and heavy across his saggy scrotum.

Pam's mind continued to wander, and she couldn't escape the inevitable conclusion.... she really was becoming a naughty girl. How many times had she spied this naive boy's penis on this trip? Still enjoying the forbidden view, she took mental notes on their vacation so far. The backseat, god she had been almost close enough to lick it, then accidentally spying her own daughter blowing him, twice, three times actually if she counted that drunken night by the hot tub, as Beth had practically molested her by the window. These were all accidental, or unintended on Ron's part. But she'd also allowed Beth to push her into sitting on his lap coming back from the club, where there was little doubt she'd ground her ass across his substantial, there was that word again, bulge, and she smiled briefly to herself.

Then, the most perverted thing she'd ever done, pretending to be passed out while Amy undressed her, in front of Ron. If she hadn't been so drunk, and well, so damned horny, ..........she should have put a stop to it, but she didn't. Poor Ron had protested as Amy maneuvered him around her. She could still vividly recall how his stone hard erection had pressed and prodded against her, until it had slipped beneath her bra and into her cleavage. And then finally, he'd come in from the hot tub, wrapped only in a towel, and it had fallen off as he stood directly in front of her. He had seemed genuinely embarrassed and regretful, so much so, that the more Pam thought of it, and the more she'd seen of Beth's devious scheming, she was almost certain her friend had discreetly tugged it loose. She was even more convinced of Ron's innocence, and Beth's guilt, when the next morning, Beth had once again tried to entice her to grope him after she'd pulled the sheet from the sleeping teen.

She'd lost count, but Pam figured she'd seen Ron's penis in some manner, a half dozen times or more. In what, three days? And now, no more than three feet from her face, it was clearly visible once again. Again, it all seemed too much to think Ron was unaware, and she slyly looked up to his face for a clue. Just like her, he appeared to be focused on his book, his eyes hidden beneath his sunglasses. Then it dawned on her, was Ron doing the same as she was, peering at her from the safe concealment of his shades.

Pam discreetly looked down, spying her cleavage, enhanced more than normal by this snug bikini, and directly in his line of sight. Knowing the boy was likely lusting for her at this very moment sent a surge through her already hot, wet pussy. If he was looking at her, did that mean he was indeed flashing her on purpose? Pam pondered that for a moment, but even given the incredible things that had happened so far on this vacation, she still had a hard time envisioning sweet, shy Ron taking a chance on deliberately exposing himself like this. But she couldn't be certain.

Flipping another page on her Glamour, Pam glanced again over to Beth, who was breathing heavily, obviously in a deep sleep. Without fear of Beth observing her actions, Pam decided to try a little test on Ron. Still not having spoken to him, she dropped down so her boobs were pressed into the lounge cushion, and reached around to undo the clasp just beneath her shoulder blades. After dropping the loose straps to each side, she deftly unfastened the hook at her neck. She sunbathed strapless often at home, and occasionally at a public venue, like this, but never with a horny, big cocked teenager sitting so close he could likely count her goose bumps now spouting across the swell of her breasts, despite the nearly 90 degree weather.

Feeling the sexualized adrenaline coursing through her body, Pam felt like the stereotypical divorcee, preparing to seduce the pool boy. Before she returned to her 'reading', she couldn't resist reaching back and adjusting her bottoms. She very deliberately rolled the red and white material at her waistline over, just once. She could feel the 'cleavage' of her cheeks emerging ever so slightly as she maneuvered the suit. She'd seen several co-eds maximize their tan in this manner throughout the week, and only considered how overtly provocative her already sculpted ass might appear after she'd removed her hands. Whether or not this was too risqué, Pam was certain was that her actions would undoubtedly demand Ron's full attention.

Beth kept breathing deeply, just as she had for the past 15 minutes. There had been no doubt that Pam was covertly peeping up the leg opening of Ron's shorts, which given how their day had progressed, didn't surprise her in the least. But what was unexpected, was to see her friend suddenly undo her bikini, and even more shocking, roll her waistband to show off her best asset. She then returned to her prior position, resting on her elbows, and resumed the pretense of reading her magazine.

Beth didn't have a good enough angle to see exactly what was on display for Ron, but the portion of Pam's left breast, visible to her as it pulled up and away from the lounge cushion, indicated the lucky teenager was likely be afforded a most enticing image of the full swell of Pam's breasts, and resulting cleavage, if not more. Furthermore, the gap created as the stretchy material pulled even tighter across her bubbly ass looked as if it was begging for an oily finger to slide into the tiny valley. One thing Beth knew for sure, Pam's exposure was no accident.

Ron had been pleased not to sport an obvious erection over the past few minutes, as he'd taken in the sleek, sexy women lounging within arm's reach. He'd paid special attention to Pam of course, anxious to see if she would take notice of the 'unintentional' exposure of his cock. He'd done his best to pretend to read his book, and from his peripheral vision, he kept an eye on her. He was almost certain she's seen him, especially given how loose his shorts were and how close his puffy cock head was hanging to the material's edge. She hadn't noticeably reacted to indicate any awareness, which he took as a good sign. He certainly didn't want her to respond in a negative way, as Beth had suggested she might if he was thought to be purposely flashing her.

But now, she'd just reached around and undone her bikini top, and even adjusted her bottoms, exposing more of her perfect ass. He kept reminding himself to flip a page every so often, and not blatantly stare, but it was growing more difficult by the second. When Pam propped herself back up on her elbows, and began flipping once again through her magazine, Ron quickly realized he had another growing concern. So far his cock had behaved perfectly, remaining flaccid, yet plump and long from the excitement of the situation, but now, with Pam's boobs so enticingly exposed, keeping an erection at bay would be next to impossible. He began to stare more intently, waiting for her to rise up just another inch or so. That would surely be enough to pull her nipples up and away from her towel, directly within his line of sight.

Pam did her best to maintain a calm demeanor, ever as her body tingled from the excitement of being such a naughty tease. She flipped another page in the Glamour, ironically amused to see a bikini photo of Courtney Cox, staring intently into the camera, holding her arm across her bare breasts, with the bright yellow bikini top dangling from her other hand. People had often told her she resembled the Friend's star, and secretly she'd agreed every time, but she always argued there was no resemblance, having been raised all her life that one should always remain unpretentiousness when it came to your own attractiveness. As she recalled this life lesson, she couldn't help but smile at the irony, .......here she was, Pam Keller "unpretentiously" flashing her boobs to her daughter's boyfriend.

Of course, he might be flashing her as well, which brought her thoughts back to her test. She figured that if he was exhibiting himself on purpose, seeing more of her breasts would likely produce yet another of his seemingly perpetual erections, and if he knew she could see up his leg opening, he'd shift around to prevent her from seeing his hard-on. She smiled yet again, realizing it really wasn't much of a test, and deep down, her feeble logic was really just her way of justifying her devious behavior.

No matter, here she was, her body on fire. Her nipples, poking into the towel covered cushion, were probably harder than Ron's penis, she thought to herself as she glanced once again to gage his excitement. She nonchalantly lifted up just a little higher, until she could feel the hard nubs graze across her wet towel. God this was exciting for her, but it felt too obvious, and at the same time, strangely, too restrictive, as she found herself battling the desire to roll over and give him an unobstructed view of her breasts, now practically aching from the constant and escalating arousal coursing across every nerve ending in her body.

After a quick glance to confirm Beth's still unaware slumber, Pam hastily decided on her next movement before she could chicken out. She rose up just a little higher on her right elbow, then reached out with her left hand, over to the table, to retrieve what remained of her now luke-warm Bahama Mama. As expected, she could feel both breasts steadily lifting up away from her lounger, until her left swung freely, albeit barely, above the cushion. The warm breeze seemed to caress her sensitive nipple, as it washed in around her exposed flesh, coated in a sheen of dampness from the towel. Sipping from the Styrofoam cup, Pam allowed her vision to dart to Ron's crotch. Even in the scant seconds her eyes lingered there, she could see his penis growing at an upward angle, and push just past the hem of his trunks.

The excitement of knowing she was teasing Amy' boyfriend far outweighed any guilt she might have felt over such actions in the past. Her pussy was screaming for relief, and she instinctually ground her pelvis in harder against the lounger, but this only served to increase her frustration. Just as she placed the cup back on the little table, and returned to her original position, once again concealing her nipple, Ron shifted his legs together, hiding what was likely a completely erect penis.

Even though his book was still mostly in front of his face, any pretense of reading it had fallen to the wayside the moment Pam unfastened her bikini. He couldn't quite believe she'd just allowed her nipple to swing free while getting a drink, and it had only been visible for a few seconds, but there was no doubt about what he'd seen. He was close enough to not only clearly see it, but to also be able to tell with absolute certainty that it was poking out long and hard. It couldn't be that it was cold, for even in the water the 90 degree day wasn't likely to have that effect on her. She must be aroused, but what could be exciting to her, other than she was indeed peeking up his leg opening, at his cock. Making the assumption that Pam was not only stealing looks at his dick, but excited by doing so, coupled with her unintended flash of tit was all Ron could stand, and his boner sprang to life in full force. Even if she was into seeing his big dick, he didn't want to risk going too far, and flashing her when fully erect might do just that. He needed to get himself under control.

After pulling his legs close, Ron said, "Ah Pam, I'm going to take a quick dip. Okay?"

Pam barely even looked up from her magazine, trying her best to convey a completely uninterested demeanor. "Oh, yeah, sure hon, whatever you want to do."

As soon as he departed, Pam allowed her mind to drift into the now familiar fantasy that kept invading her thoughts, of Ron, spying on her in her bedroom back home, just as she finished her shower, teasing him by rubbing lotion over her body, until he could stand no more and confronted her, holding his engorged penis, stroking it slowly as he stalked her around the room, until she eventually had no path of escape, and his hands reached out and slid.....

"Mmm, hey.....guess I dozed for a bit, huh?" Beth said, having waited a few moments before pretending to wake up.

Pam's still nearly nude body visibly jolted from the shock of hearing Beth's voice interrupt her naughty thoughts about Ron. She turned to her friend, and the look on her face was almost as if Beth knew what she'd been thinking, but of course, that was impossible, "Oh, wow, you scared me. I guess I was too engrossed in this article."

Beth highly doubted Pam's mind was anywhere other than on the lovely cock she'd been spying for the past 10 minutes. "Must be a good one, watcha reading?"

Pam was not ready for this, and had to look back to the magazine, realizing yet another seductive bikini picture of Courtney Cox was taking up most of the page. "Nothing really, ah, just celebrity gossip stuff on the Friend's cast."

No longer wanting to discuss the magazine, Beth barreled ahead with her own agenda, "Look at you, all undone and getting a line-free tan. I'm a little surprised you went so bare with sweet innocent Ron sitting so close by. Did he have to leave and go jack off again due to your hot little bod?" Beth said, chuckling as she purposely teased her friend.

Pam could feel her face flush with both guilt and the embarrassment of being unwittingly called out by Beth for her perverted behavior. She responded in a manner to best absolve herself of any nefarious behavior, "I hardly think so. I mean, I made sure to be face down, so your wicked little see-through bikini wouldn't be an issue. And if he finds my bare back to be as stimulating as you seem to think, then I don't know how the kid has survived our vacation to this point, with all these near naked college girls running around." She had done her best to sound as disinterested in Ron as she could, while of course omitting the varying degrees to which she'd bared her breasts, or the deliberate adjustment she'd made to highlight her ass.

Beth thought of those things as well, but didn't want to push her on the matter. She liked the idea that Pam had been both sneaky, and brazen enough to do a little teasing of Ron when she thought no one would know. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm getting hungry. You want to go to the room and find something to eat?"

"Sure, besides, I could probably use a break from this sun. I don't want to burn." Pam responded. Actually, she was glad to be able to refasten her bikini before Ron came back. Teasing him had been fun, but with Beth now aware, she just couldn't be too obvious.

*

The cool air of their condo was a welcome relief to Pam, and she hoped it would help assuage her body's burning arousal stemming from the near constant sexual thoughts that had consumed her since waking up this morning.

"Here," Beth said, tossing a robe to Pam, "Slip out of your suit and I'll wash the chlorine out while I'm in the shower. "I've got some other choices all purchased with Dave's money for this afternoon."

While Beth went to the bathroom, Pam did as her friend suggested. She was surprisingly more anxious to rid herself of the sexy striped bikini, than she was apprehensive about Beth's selection of the next swimsuit, for wearing it seemed to have been as arousing for her as it had for Ron. She dropped it on the bed and slipped on the short silk robe. She noted the thinness of the material, but expected nothing less from Beth. Even through her nipples rather obviously poked through and it only came to about mid-thigh, wearing the robe made her feel almost puritan after the display she'd been tricked into by wearing the bikini.

Still simmering from equal parts Caribbean sun and sexual arousal, Pam went to cool down in front of the air conditioning unit just below the window, and noticed for the first time the bag in the corner, full of tiny liquor bottles and sex toys. She picked it up and sat on the bed, examining item after item.

"Beth, what in the world??....Where did all this come from?" Pam yelled to her friend through

the bathroom door.

Beth rather quickly emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in only a white bath towel.

"What did you sa.....oh, that.....long story actually....short version is Ron won it in a contest. I'll fill you in on more of the details later. Honestly, I haven't really even looked through it all yet. See anything good?" Beth answered honestly, as she got two wine coolers from the kitchen frig.

Pam didn't consider herself to be prudish, and heaven knew, her behavior on this trip had certainly confirmed she wouldn't be confused for the "church lady", but even at that, she didn't really feel comfortable having a bag of sex toys in the corner. Ignoring Beth's question, Pam said, "Beth, we can't leave this laying around with Ron here. I mean, it's just not, well, it's not proper."

"Well, he did win it, but to be honest, he was so drunk I don't really think he even noticed what was in his prize bag." Beth replied, while nonchalantly handing Pam one of the drinks and awaiting the pending overreaction.