WET DESIRES (A COLLECTION OF EROTIC STORIES)
Salty juice dripped, and I licked it off, her touch lingering.
Afternoon dragged hot. Sarah suggested a swim. "Pool's perfect today." I changed into my bikini—simple blue, nothing fancy. Downstairs, they waited in swimsuits. Sarah's red one-piece cut high on her hips, showing lots of skin. Mark's trunks hung low, his abs defined, tattoos peeking. We went out back, the water cool under the sun. They swam laps, bodies slicing smooth. I dipped in, floating on my back.