Ann: A Love Story Ch. 48

I didn't wait to be asked twice. I moved over to the orange bag we'd carried with us on the beach and pulled it out. I moved back into a position where I was sort of directly behind Ann, who was now standing with her back to us, her hands on her hips as she waited. Normally, I wouldn't have been able to take my eyes off the sight of Ann. But I noticed that the gentleman had moved again. He was at the very edge of the doorway, still standing in the hallway, but barely. He also had company. Standing next to him was a stunning looking woman that I presumed to be his elegant wife.

She was wearing a black cocktail dress that showed off some nice cleavage, a stylish pair of black sandals, and she had a beautiful white lace shoal wrapped around her shoulders. She was probably a little younger than her husband, but it was hard to tell. She was a platinum blond, and I'm sure it was something she'd had done at a very expensive salon. Based on her picture perfect shoulder length mane, and her manicured and painted nails, I figured she'd spent a day there getting ready for a getaway. Her skin was tanned, like her husband, and based on the rock on her finger and the pearls around her neck, they were both obviously well to do.

"Ann...we have more company," I said, wanting to give her a warning before she might do something she would regret.

Ann looked back over her shoulder, and smiled as she saw the woman staring along with her husband. There was a little awkward silence for just a moment, but that was quickly broken.

"If you don't mind, dear, I think Todd would love to see what you were going to do before I came to find him," she said in a very pleasant voice.

Ann simply grinned and said, "You're sure you don't mind...uh..."

"I'm Gracie. And all you're doing it getting him warmed up for me. So please, I'd be disappointed now myself if you stopped."

"Okay Todd...enjoy the show," Ann said as she slowly bent over.

Ann's hands slipped down her thighs, and stopped at her knees first, and she jutted her incredibly tight ass out. She wiggled it back and forth, and I took this first couple of shots on a fresh roll of film.

As the camera flashed, I heard Gracie say, "Wow, Todd. He's actually taking pictures of her."

"I know dear," he said in a deep monotone voice.

Ann moved her hands down her her shins, bending over to further expose her ass and cunt. When she got to her ankles, she moved her head back and forth, letting her hair drag across the floor like she was mopping it. Then she moved her upper body to the left, and twisted a little to look back over her left shoulder. She was gripping her ankles, and that was the first time I noticed that Ann had painted her nails a bright yellow that matched her shoes she was wearing, and the thong she'd just discarded. I grinned when I thought about how she'd decided not to change the color of her hair, so she changed the color of her nails instead.

I snapped several more pictures, making sure to get a couple of close ups of her pussy. I could feel my cock straining against my shorts, and I could feel the pre-cum leaking, making a big wet spot in the fabric. Ann moved back so that she was bent over, looking at us between her legs. She ran her hands up the back of her calves, behind her knees, and up along her thighs, until they rested on her ass. Smiling widely, Ann grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, her fingers making her pussy spread open for the three of us. Ann cooed as the camera flashed again.

Gracie heard her husband moaning, and said, "Do you like that, Todd?"

"Mmmm, yes. It's all very exciting, sweetheart. She's beautiful."

Ann stayed like that for a moment, but then she slowly stood up. Looking back over her shoulder, she put her hands in front of her crotch as she turned around. She was using her forearms to press her tits together a little, making them thrust out. I figured it was her way of trying to make them look bigger for our unexpected guests, but then I remembered that Todd had already seen them once, albeit briefly. My eyes shifted to her crotch, and how she had her hands in front of it. One hand was over the other, and her fingers were spread and interlaced in a way so that all ten digits were next to each other. I was drawn to the yellow nail polish, and how amazing it looked against her skin.

Ann looked at me, a mischievous grin on her face. "Get the camera ready, Neil," she said in that deep sexy voice she'd used on me in the car earlier.

I raised the camera, not knowing what pose Ann would make, but thinking that whatever she was going to do must be something unusual. My heart skipped a beat, thinking she might do some kind of flexible gymnastics move where she bent over backwards. I could feel my cock throbbing in anticipation. I looked through the viewfinder of the camera, and focused the lens as tight as I could on Ann while making sure to get her entire body in the picture.

I took one picture, and then another, and then another, waiting for whatever spectacular move Ann was going to make. But it wasn't the dramatic, acrobatic pose my mind had tricked me into thinking was coming. In fact, it was a simple, subtle change in her position. Ann moved her hands, bringing them up her body to cup her beautiful breasts while pinching her erect nipples with her newly painted nails.

I pressed down on the shutter, making the camera take a couple of pictures in a row, but my face pulled away from the viewfinder. My eyes blinked, and I was sure our guests heard the thud of my jaw hitting the floor in shock and elated surprise.

Behind me, Todd moaned loudly, while Gracie said, "Wow...that is so..."

"HOT!" I said, finishing Gracie's sentence. And it was.

I started grinning from ear to ear as Ann let out a little laugh and said, "Tell me baby...can you see it now?"