21

I’ve never been a snob, and I love girls in revealing outfits, especially strippers on my lap, but suddenly it started bothering me and making me angry.

Stop fucking staring! Mine! After all, I saw her first!

“Hi,” I greet the brunette and her son. “It’s really sunny today. And at this hour you can get burned pretty badly. Maybe I should give you a towel so you can cover up?”

I notice the narrowed, sly look in those brown eyes. Was it really that obvious on my part? Jealousy isn’t exactly my thing…

“You said you’d bring some kind of super umbrellas for this situation,” the beauty smiles sarcastically, having figured out my plan.

And there’s no point denying it, because behind me, sticking out of the bag over my shoulder, those damn umbrellas are clearly visible!

I sigh irritably and look heavily at the amused girl. We settle down nearby, and Ann helps me lay out our stuff next to her spot. First of all, the kids need to change, though thankfully I had the sense to make them put on their swim gear back at home.

When the little ones stripped down and armed themselves with inflatable gadgets, it was my turn to put on a show.

Look, baby! See what kind of male has fallen for you!

Slowly and lazily, I start undressing. First I sweep off my T-shirt with a wide motion, then get rid of my light trousers, remaining in my swimming shorts. As if by accident and without thinking, I run my fingers through my hair, theatrically flexing my bulging bicep so she can appreciate it from a better angle when the muscle is tense.

Ann’s reaction didn’t escape me. The girl was looking with undisguised interest and poorly hidden admiration. My tattooed torso and arms got special attention. Her breathing quickened, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes didn’t want to look away.

Yeah, baby! Look and enjoy! And this enviable man could be completely yours, if you’d only let him make it so.

“Dad! Let’s go swim already!” the kids groaned, pulling me away from seducing the brunette, and she seemed to snap out of it, shifting her gaze.

“Yeah. Sure,” I throw the little ones an irritated, displeased look. Little cock-blockers!

No way around it, so I head into the river with them. The boys already swim pretty well, but Soli still gets a bit nervous around the water. Still, for my own peace of mind, I’ve put life vests and inflatable rings on all of them. With their parents they can swim however they want, but I don’t need any incidents here.

Kirill goes into the water with us too, while Ann stays on the shore, settling comfortably onto a lounge chair.

“You’re not coming?” I look at the beauty with slight disappointment, and she demonstratively puts on her sunglasses.

“Nope. I don’t like cold, wet water,” she smiles. “I prefer sunbathing.”

I get stuck watching the sight of the girl gracefully starting to apply sunscreen to her body, and my mouth fills with saliva. Slowly and carefully, the pale protection first covers her long, slender legs. Then, with movements full of smooth lines and gentle touches, Ann spreads the cream over her flat stomach, distributing the substance across her skin. She touches her curves, her sides, and her bends so seductively while rubbing in the lotion that I end up stepping into the water up to my waist just to watch.

Why the hell does she tempt me so much?! I’ve seen plenty of women, but with this one it’s like my brain just glitches out!

The final chord of my patience came when Ann squeezed the tube for another portion of cream, and it squirted out in a white stripe right onto her gorgeous chest! With an embarrassed little giggle, the little devil started theatrically rubbing it over her breasts.

After that, I had to stand in the water for another ten minutes and stare at half-naked grandmas just to calm down the mood that had risen!