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I'm naked sunbathing, lying on a sun lounger, on the edge of my pool.
In summer I become a kind of lizard, and my garden becomes my watery, sunny world.
Behind the big house where I live, nobody can see me, until the horizon, only cultivated fields, olive groves and vineyards.
I spend my lonely afternoons, sunk in silence, browning and bathing, with only the company of my dogs, who watch over me silently, in the shade of the olive trees.
Today I have anticipated, and decided that I shall not have lunch, and I have laid down, well before the usual time, and after swimming and refreshing myself, I lie down in the sun, which warms my skin, and colours me with a beautiful darker and darker brown.
My body is toned, my skin is shiny with cream, completely shaved, my hair short, my arms thin and nervous, my thighs muscular.
When the sun starts to burn, I go down the ladder that plunges me into the pool, I refresh myself, and then I go back to lie down, to feel my skin warm again, my breath calm again, and a vague sense of excitement that slowly dematerializes.
I fell asleep, when the barking of the dogs awakens me, and the sound of the intercom takes me back to this dimension.
I don't want to go and see, but then I decide, without being seen to check.
I get up and peek around a corner of the house to see who's at the entrance, behind the big wrought iron gate.
It's the postmistress.
She is new, she has just replaced the old employee, retired, I saw her pass by, put the mail in the hole, but it's the first time that the bell rings, maybe I got a parcel with something I ordered online a few days ago.
I decide to show myself, I take a large towel and wrap it around my body, tying it over my breast, I look around the corner and shout. "I'm coming!"
Jumping in the grass with dogs running around me and I get to the gate.
Now I can see her up close, and I think she's not bad at all, the new postmistress.
sexting, in her thirties, very blond with long hair gathered in a long tail, blue eyes, as tall as me, quite filiform, but with a great ass, at least this way she would let you guess what transpires from the wide pants of the uniform.
He has as expected the package, a sex toy that I bought in a sex shop online, which fortunately had the foresight to make as anonymous as possible.
In any case, I notice that, as he hands it to me, it looks suspicious, weighs it down, as if he were trying to guess its contents.
Then he hands me the paper to sign, and repeats the name of the sender company, Online Fun Service...
How to say... "what a strange name eh"...
"who knows what these fun services are???"
As I sign the peep, and I notice her mocking, somewhat mischievous, almost defiant smile, to make her think... "you little pig I know what you bought yourself...."
Then he says to me, "you know, in this heat, I finished the deliveries, you were the last....."
I figured a little bitch like that wouldn't get away from me and say, "you want to freshen up, I got a nice cold drink in the fridge..."
"Sure gladly" is the cheeky, ready answer.
"I'll lock the dogs in their pen and let her in."
I open the gate and she pushes without starting the scooter with the big trunk to store the correspondence and the packages, she puts it on the horse with a nimble move, smiles at me and says "let's taste this drink".
"okay, let's be on a first-name basis."
"what's my name already, what's your name?"
"Antonella, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. Come on, let's go behind the house with the pool."
It follows me calmly, and we arrive to the meadow behind the house, where the blue of the pool reflects a thousand flashes, and the canvas of the beds is hot for the sun.
"Congratulations on a really nice place."
"I'll get the soda."
I come back from inside the house, with the bottle I keep in the frigidaire, with a concoction of herbs inside, and some alcoholic infusion, which I use to quench my thirst.
She sits in the shade and waits for me smiling, drinking a nice glass of my ice cream liquid, almost all of it in one breath, and says to me
"good did you do it?"
I say yes, and I suggest you get in the sun and want to take a bath.
Then I tell her that if she wants a costume, to go to the shed that serves as a locker room, she would have found some of mine, but since I used to sunbathe naked, if it wasn't a problem for her we could have stayed naked, otherwise I would have worn a costume too.
She looks at me with a mischievous eye, and without saying anything she starts undressing.
She unbuckles her belt holding her postman's trousers, and takes them off with a short-sleeved blue shirt covering her ass. Then she starts unbuttoning that one too, but slowly, to see my reaction, to understand how I observe her, even if in her heart she already knows how it will end.
She pulls it off slowly, and is left with only a pair of black thong panties, barely covering her, and from the transparency of which you can see that she is completely shaved.
As I had already guessed, two sensational asses appear, worthy of a lithuai, of a surveyor of the ass. The breasts are small and mischievous, a bit pointy with small, reddened nipples.
She has the pale skin of someone who, unlike me, despite the advanced summer, has never been exposed to the sun yet.
I think he's just the type that short-circuits my neurons.
I look at her with indifference, and without any warning I untie the knot of the towel that wraps me and I remain naked.
I immediately notice that her eyes are fixed between my legs, immediately betraying what she is most looking for in my figure.
"Damn, what a beautiful body you have" I hear myself say.
"I could be your mother, so I'd say you're right, I'm not bad looking."
And we have a good laugh that completely and definitively loosens that little tension due to the appearance of embarrassment that always affects two people who have just met.
I throw a bottle of sunscreen at her, and I say to her:
"put it on because you're gonna be so white in a while, you're gonna be red as a prawn."
"I never put cream on it... I could make an exception only if you spread it on me..."
But look at the shameless little bitch that happened to me today...
"lie on your stomach on the couch and I'll put it on your back."
He obey and lies down not after spreading a large towel on a deckchair.
I open the bottle, fill the palm of a hand with lukewarm and perfumed cream, I approach and admire for a moment that light and thin, nervous, inviting back.
I start from the shoulders, and then I descend further down on the kidneys, rubbing slowly, being careful that the skin absorbs all the soft texture of the cream. Then I get closer to those firm buttocks, which since I've seen her I've done nothing but think of biting, squeezing, caressing.
"If you want, you can rub it on your ass, too."
I want to keep her on her toes a little bit, and I'm telling her it's coming to her ass.
I hand her the bottle, and with two jumps I'm on the edge of the pool where, agile jump in the water where it's high enough, where it doesn't touch the bottom.
I swim for a while, do some swimming and in the meantime I peek to see what she's up to.
After a few moments, she takes off her thong, puts the bottle on the floor, and puts herself in the sun, with her thighs slightly apart, showing off her most intimate part, the last thing she should show off.
I am at the tenth tank, when I hear her jump inside, with a light dive, which betrays a certain familiarity with the aquatic environment.
"ah how cool it feels"
"It's great, if you want to go for a swim, then I'll go back and sunbathe."
She knows how to swim really well, and she holds my head for several pools, then when I feel tired I propose her to go out.
We lie in the sun, and in silence we brown ourselves for a while.
The desire to take her to bed is definitely almost uncontrollable, and she too seems very interested in the matter, but it's still the postwoman, not that I care about the neighborhood, I barely know who the other inhabitants of the neighborhood are, and then we are far enough away not to fear any comment or intrusion gossip.
I decide that she will have to take the initiative, without which, although I am reluctant, I would not have taken the first step towards a definitive approach.
So between one bath and another soon most of the afternoon goes away and the sun begins to get low on the horizon.
I live alone and I think, I could invite you to dinner, if you don't have plans, things to do.
She smiles at me and says she doesn't have any problems.
"I'll call home and tell my parents not to wait for me."
Man still lives at home with his parents, she's just a sexting...
Well let's have a shower, and then I'll make dinner, if you always want in that shed you can find some of my cover-up clothes, which I think is better than your uniform for the evening.
That said it eclipses, and then while I've already gone to the big kitchen and I'm thinking about what to cook, comes back with a micro-dress that I didn't even think I had, a light, orange and black cloth, something bought on the beach, by some Senegalese.
It fits perfectly and is so short, to let you see the buttocks, reddened by the long sun exposure.
"Before dinner we'll shower and you'll wear an after-sun, or tomorrow you'll be red as a pepper."
"I have a couple of specialties for you to try."
"all right, you'll find ice in the freezer over the frigidaire, the booze is in that cabinet over there,
the fizzy drinks always in the fridge."
He starts to traffic and in silence I hear him tinkering with bottles and glasses, ice and tonic water.
I decided to throw it on the aphrodisiac, and I make some truffle noodles, and then a Catalan scampi and shrimp, which I take out of the freezer.
This morning the tour is not very demanding, little stuff to deliver, in a couple of hours I'll get it done.
I drive the scooter quickly and decisively in the sunny countryside, and I go safely to the addresses, which I have now learned by heart. I've only been assigned to this area for two months now, but I memorized everything quickly.
There is that strange package addressed to that beautiful lady who lives in that stone cottage, with those Maremma dogs that always bark at me all angry, and I keep it for last, should it ever invite me to have a coffee. She's really intriguing, and I'd gladly get to know her.
And then I figured out what's in that package, definitely some sex toys, like the one I bought online for me too. Do you ever see that she's not an aunt like me either.
Here I am, now I'll ring the bell. Mamma mia how big are these dogs, let's hope she has somewhere to lock them when someone comes to visit.
Here she is, she said she's coming. But she's almost naked... only with a towel that barely covers her.
Damn how embarrassed she is about this package, but my mom is even more beautiful up close, she must be about fifty years old but she shows much less, at least physically.
I can't believe she invited me for a cold drink. Of course I accept my beautiful lady, and we hope that you invite me to stay all afternoon.
Damn what a beautiful pool ... and what a garden, thank goodness the dogs have locked them in an enclosure, we can be quiet here, if you want me.
Uhm good this drink, she says she made it, it tastes of mint and rosemary, it's also a bit alcoholic, what little is not bad.
Fantastic she invited me to sunbathe and take a bath...she says if it's ok with me we can sunbathe naked...now i'll give her a little striptease,to see how she looks at me...uh she likes my ass.
She got naked too, she's all shaved, look what a nice little pussy she's got, before it gets dark I'll eat it all up.
I told her to put the cream on me and she obeyed, she's smearing it on my back, now let's see if she has the guts to grab my ass....no bitch, she said I have to make do, now she's going to take a bath, I think she needs to cool down.
Fantastic this water, fresh, beautiful clear, almost chlorine-free, how wonderful .... now I challenge her to swim, damn swims really well, she's holding my head, effortlessly .........really good.
She invited me to dinner, I put on a black and orange micro-dress that I found in the locker room, and now she asked me to prepare the aperitifs while she's cooking......she's all rippled up and you can see that under that little white semi-transparent linen dress she's all naked.
Now I get her really drunk and then after dinner I jump on her....but what a smell coming out of that casserole....she must be good at cooking......she's getting laid tonight.
The big garden is in semi-darkness, illuminated by the dim light of the spotlights embedded in the stone walls that delimit it. Two large maremmani sleep lying on the edge of a large pool.
Under a large veranda covered by a white sail curtain, above a huge mattress cushion,
two female creatures lie naked and embraced, deeply asleep.
On the ground next to them are two white wine glasses and a couple of empty chardonnay bottles.
A background music coming from some external speaker, fills the silence of the night.
Now the one of the two who apparently seems to be the oldest, wakes up, and observes her companion closely, who continues to be deeply asleep.
That skinny, athletic body, blond hair, light pale eyebrows, small breasts, shaved pussy, that ass that drove her crazy from the first moment he saw her.
The vision awakens her desire to have her again, a desire that has just been soothed, but not yet sufficiently, and without delay, she starts kissing her, directly between the thighs, that crack still smelling of sex just before consumed.
The blonde, feeling that contact so cheeky, in desecrating such a sensitive and delicate point, wakes up, observes that magnificent little black head which has sneaked between her thighs, and smiling
he's getting ready to have another orgasm with that amazing woman, his last delivery of the day.
.
In summer I become a kind of lizard, and my garden becomes my watery, sunny world.
Behind the big house where I live, nobody can see me, until the horizon, only cultivated fields, olive groves and vineyards.
I spend my lonely afternoons, sunk in silence, browning and bathing, with only the company of my dogs, who watch over me silently, in the shade of the olive trees.
Today I have anticipated, and decided that I shall not have lunch, and I have laid down, well before the usual time, and after swimming and refreshing myself, I lie down in the sun, which warms my skin, and colours me with a beautiful darker and darker brown.
My body is toned, my skin is shiny with cream, completely shaved, my hair short, my arms thin and nervous, my thighs muscular.
When the sun starts to burn, I go down the ladder that plunges me into the pool, I refresh myself, and then I go back to lie down, to feel my skin warm again, my breath calm again, and a vague sense of excitement that slowly dematerializes.
I fell asleep, when the barking of the dogs awakens me, and the sound of the intercom takes me back to this dimension.
I don't want to go and see, but then I decide, without being seen to check.
I get up and peek around a corner of the house to see who's at the entrance, behind the big wrought iron gate.
It's the postmistress.
She is new, she has just replaced the old employee, retired, I saw her pass by, put the mail in the hole, but it's the first time that the bell rings, maybe I got a parcel with something I ordered online a few days ago.
I decide to show myself, I take a large towel and wrap it around my body, tying it over my breast, I look around the corner and shout. "I'm coming!"
Jumping in the grass with dogs running around me and I get to the gate.
Now I can see her up close, and I think she's not bad at all, the new postmistress.
sexting, in her thirties, very blond with long hair gathered in a long tail, blue eyes, as tall as me, quite filiform, but with a great ass, at least this way she would let you guess what transpires from the wide pants of the uniform.
He has as expected the package, a sex toy that I bought in a sex shop online, which fortunately had the foresight to make as anonymous as possible.
In any case, I notice that, as he hands it to me, it looks suspicious, weighs it down, as if he were trying to guess its contents.
Then he hands me the paper to sign, and repeats the name of the sender company, Online Fun Service...
How to say... "what a strange name eh"...
"who knows what these fun services are???"
As I sign the peep, and I notice her mocking, somewhat mischievous, almost defiant smile, to make her think... "you little pig I know what you bought yourself...."
Then he says to me, "you know, in this heat, I finished the deliveries, you were the last....."
I figured a little bitch like that wouldn't get away from me and say, "you want to freshen up, I got a nice cold drink in the fridge..."
"Sure gladly" is the cheeky, ready answer.
"I'll lock the dogs in their pen and let her in."
I open the gate and she pushes without starting the scooter with the big trunk to store the correspondence and the packages, she puts it on the horse with a nimble move, smiles at me and says "let's taste this drink".
"okay, let's be on a first-name basis."
"what's my name already, what's your name?"
"Antonella, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. Come on, let's go behind the house with the pool."
It follows me calmly, and we arrive to the meadow behind the house, where the blue of the pool reflects a thousand flashes, and the canvas of the beds is hot for the sun.
"Congratulations on a really nice place."
"I'll get the soda."
I come back from inside the house, with the bottle I keep in the frigidaire, with a concoction of herbs inside, and some alcoholic infusion, which I use to quench my thirst.
She sits in the shade and waits for me smiling, drinking a nice glass of my ice cream liquid, almost all of it in one breath, and says to me
"good did you do it?"
I say yes, and I suggest you get in the sun and want to take a bath.
Then I tell her that if she wants a costume, to go to the shed that serves as a locker room, she would have found some of mine, but since I used to sunbathe naked, if it wasn't a problem for her we could have stayed naked, otherwise I would have worn a costume too.
She looks at me with a mischievous eye, and without saying anything she starts undressing.
She unbuckles her belt holding her postman's trousers, and takes them off with a short-sleeved blue shirt covering her ass. Then she starts unbuttoning that one too, but slowly, to see my reaction, to understand how I observe her, even if in her heart she already knows how it will end.
She pulls it off slowly, and is left with only a pair of black thong panties, barely covering her, and from the transparency of which you can see that she is completely shaved.
As I had already guessed, two sensational asses appear, worthy of a lithuai, of a surveyor of the ass. The breasts are small and mischievous, a bit pointy with small, reddened nipples.
She has the pale skin of someone who, unlike me, despite the advanced summer, has never been exposed to the sun yet.
I think he's just the type that short-circuits my neurons.
I look at her with indifference, and without any warning I untie the knot of the towel that wraps me and I remain naked.
I immediately notice that her eyes are fixed between my legs, immediately betraying what she is most looking for in my figure.
"Damn, what a beautiful body you have" I hear myself say.
"I could be your mother, so I'd say you're right, I'm not bad looking."
And we have a good laugh that completely and definitively loosens that little tension due to the appearance of embarrassment that always affects two people who have just met.
I throw a bottle of sunscreen at her, and I say to her:
"put it on because you're gonna be so white in a while, you're gonna be red as a prawn."
"I never put cream on it... I could make an exception only if you spread it on me..."
But look at the shameless little bitch that happened to me today...
"lie on your stomach on the couch and I'll put it on your back."
He obey and lies down not after spreading a large towel on a deckchair.
I open the bottle, fill the palm of a hand with lukewarm and perfumed cream, I approach and admire for a moment that light and thin, nervous, inviting back.
I start from the shoulders, and then I descend further down on the kidneys, rubbing slowly, being careful that the skin absorbs all the soft texture of the cream. Then I get closer to those firm buttocks, which since I've seen her I've done nothing but think of biting, squeezing, caressing.
"If you want, you can rub it on your ass, too."
I want to keep her on her toes a little bit, and I'm telling her it's coming to her ass.
I hand her the bottle, and with two jumps I'm on the edge of the pool where, agile jump in the water where it's high enough, where it doesn't touch the bottom.
I swim for a while, do some swimming and in the meantime I peek to see what she's up to.
After a few moments, she takes off her thong, puts the bottle on the floor, and puts herself in the sun, with her thighs slightly apart, showing off her most intimate part, the last thing she should show off.
I am at the tenth tank, when I hear her jump inside, with a light dive, which betrays a certain familiarity with the aquatic environment.
"ah how cool it feels"
"It's great, if you want to go for a swim, then I'll go back and sunbathe."
She knows how to swim really well, and she holds my head for several pools, then when I feel tired I propose her to go out.
We lie in the sun, and in silence we brown ourselves for a while.
The desire to take her to bed is definitely almost uncontrollable, and she too seems very interested in the matter, but it's still the postwoman, not that I care about the neighborhood, I barely know who the other inhabitants of the neighborhood are, and then we are far enough away not to fear any comment or intrusion gossip.
I decide that she will have to take the initiative, without which, although I am reluctant, I would not have taken the first step towards a definitive approach.
So between one bath and another soon most of the afternoon goes away and the sun begins to get low on the horizon.
I live alone and I think, I could invite you to dinner, if you don't have plans, things to do.
She smiles at me and says she doesn't have any problems.
"I'll call home and tell my parents not to wait for me."
Man still lives at home with his parents, she's just a sexting...
Well let's have a shower, and then I'll make dinner, if you always want in that shed you can find some of my cover-up clothes, which I think is better than your uniform for the evening.
That said it eclipses, and then while I've already gone to the big kitchen and I'm thinking about what to cook, comes back with a micro-dress that I didn't even think I had, a light, orange and black cloth, something bought on the beach, by some Senegalese.
It fits perfectly and is so short, to let you see the buttocks, reddened by the long sun exposure.
"Before dinner we'll shower and you'll wear an after-sun, or tomorrow you'll be red as a pepper."
"I have a couple of specialties for you to try."
"all right, you'll find ice in the freezer over the frigidaire, the booze is in that cabinet over there,
the fizzy drinks always in the fridge."
He starts to traffic and in silence I hear him tinkering with bottles and glasses, ice and tonic water.
I decided to throw it on the aphrodisiac, and I make some truffle noodles, and then a Catalan scampi and shrimp, which I take out of the freezer.
This morning the tour is not very demanding, little stuff to deliver, in a couple of hours I'll get it done.
I drive the scooter quickly and decisively in the sunny countryside, and I go safely to the addresses, which I have now learned by heart. I've only been assigned to this area for two months now, but I memorized everything quickly.
There is that strange package addressed to that beautiful lady who lives in that stone cottage, with those Maremma dogs that always bark at me all angry, and I keep it for last, should it ever invite me to have a coffee. She's really intriguing, and I'd gladly get to know her.
And then I figured out what's in that package, definitely some sex toys, like the one I bought online for me too. Do you ever see that she's not an aunt like me either.
Here I am, now I'll ring the bell. Mamma mia how big are these dogs, let's hope she has somewhere to lock them when someone comes to visit.
Here she is, she said she's coming. But she's almost naked... only with a towel that barely covers her.
Damn how embarrassed she is about this package, but my mom is even more beautiful up close, she must be about fifty years old but she shows much less, at least physically.
I can't believe she invited me for a cold drink. Of course I accept my beautiful lady, and we hope that you invite me to stay all afternoon.
Damn what a beautiful pool ... and what a garden, thank goodness the dogs have locked them in an enclosure, we can be quiet here, if you want me.
Uhm good this drink, she says she made it, it tastes of mint and rosemary, it's also a bit alcoholic, what little is not bad.
Fantastic she invited me to sunbathe and take a bath...she says if it's ok with me we can sunbathe naked...now i'll give her a little striptease,to see how she looks at me...uh she likes my ass.
She got naked too, she's all shaved, look what a nice little pussy she's got, before it gets dark I'll eat it all up.
I told her to put the cream on me and she obeyed, she's smearing it on my back, now let's see if she has the guts to grab my ass....no bitch, she said I have to make do, now she's going to take a bath, I think she needs to cool down.
Fantastic this water, fresh, beautiful clear, almost chlorine-free, how wonderful .... now I challenge her to swim, damn swims really well, she's holding my head, effortlessly .........really good.
She invited me to dinner, I put on a black and orange micro-dress that I found in the locker room, and now she asked me to prepare the aperitifs while she's cooking......she's all rippled up and you can see that under that little white semi-transparent linen dress she's all naked.
Now I get her really drunk and then after dinner I jump on her....but what a smell coming out of that casserole....she must be good at cooking......she's getting laid tonight.
The big garden is in semi-darkness, illuminated by the dim light of the spotlights embedded in the stone walls that delimit it. Two large maremmani sleep lying on the edge of a large pool.
Under a large veranda covered by a white sail curtain, above a huge mattress cushion,
two female creatures lie naked and embraced, deeply asleep.
On the ground next to them are two white wine glasses and a couple of empty chardonnay bottles.
A background music coming from some external speaker, fills the silence of the night.
Now the one of the two who apparently seems to be the oldest, wakes up, and observes her companion closely, who continues to be deeply asleep.
That skinny, athletic body, blond hair, light pale eyebrows, small breasts, shaved pussy, that ass that drove her crazy from the first moment he saw her.
The vision awakens her desire to have her again, a desire that has just been soothed, but not yet sufficiently, and without delay, she starts kissing her, directly between the thighs, that crack still smelling of sex just before consumed.
The blonde, feeling that contact so cheeky, in desecrating such a sensitive and delicate point, wakes up, observes that magnificent little black head which has sneaked between her thighs, and smiling
he's getting ready to have another orgasm with that amazing woman, his last delivery of the day.
.
