Jaeho's hands shook as he positioned himself closer to the chaise, the sunscreen bottle now in hand.
He squeezed more into his palms, rubbing them together before applying it carefully against Yura's back. Yura's skin was so smooth and soft.
He started slowly, moving his hands upward in circular motions along her spine from her lower back to the nape of her neck.
How the hell did he end up here? One minute he was cleaning and falling into the pool like an idiot, the next he was touching this woman or rather, MILF and her body felt better than he thought.
The scent of coconut from the lotion showed a preference for that flavour but who was Jaeho to judge? He didn't like coconut but Yura wasn't him.
Jaeho's hands sank into her skin, the lotion spreading easily over the redden portion of her back. She was soft and chubby with her stomach with her back showing signs of that extra flesh.
Jaeho's breath shortened because he was nervous as he worked his way lower again, his thumbs pressing into the dimples at the bottom of her spine.
He went to her thighs next, his fingers squeezing it but gently. Her legs parted just a little, the movement was unintentional but it was enough to make his cock throb.
He stopped short of touching her buttocks, his hands hovering at the edge where her thigh and cheek interjoined, his heart was pounding. Any further, and he would cross a line he wasn't sure he could uncross.
But Jaeho's cock throbbed like crazy, straining against his shorts. It was throbbing with each motion he made on her body, the tip of his cock already leaking pre cum that soaked his shorts in a sticky patch but not visible thanks to his shorts being wet.
Jaeho could only think about one thing right now but he had to get rid of this thought as he had maintained that professional boundary and focused on the task at hand.
He couldn't screw this up, Yura trusted him in this state, she trusted him enough to let him touch her and Jaeho didn't take this for granted.
Yura shifted slightly, her voice coming out in a lazy murmur that was inaudible at first.
"A little higher, Jaeho. You're almost there, but I can feel the sun on my lower back," Yura infomred him, her tone was casual but also encouraging.
Jaeho gulped, the saliva in his throat became hard to swallow he stared at her ass.
If he went higher, it would mean touching her buttocks and Jaeho had no idea how to feel about this despite getting her permission to do so.
"No turning back now," Jaeho thought to himself.
He took a deep breath and let his hands move upward, his hands finally making contact.
The moment they did, he nearly grunted out loud. Yura's buttcheeks were like two freshly made loaves of bread, warm, and doughy as his palms pressed in.
The flesh molded around his fingers, the lotion making everything slick and gliding effortlessly. He rubbed in firm circles, starting at the outer curves and working inward, his thumbs tracing the crease where the bikini bottoms disappeared between them.
The way they jiggled under his touch was heavenly, subtle ripples of motion that made his mouth water, his imagination went wild.
For a brief moment, he pictured his cock sliding between them, hot and hard, thrusting into that plush valley while she arched back against him. Who could blame him? The thought alone made his shaft twitch violently, another wave of pre-cum seeping out.
Yura let out a soft moan or at least this was what Jaeho was convinced he heard, her body sinking deeper into where she laid.
It was a reflex to the massage and nothing sexual on her end, but to Jaeho, it was the opposite.
Innocent or not, it made every dirty fantasy in his head worse. He was positioned behind her, knees on the warm deck, hovering just above her body, close enough to feel the heat pouring off her skin.
Sweat slid down his temple, but he didn't stop, couldn't stop, his hands continued doing what they were meant to but he pushed deeper now, parting her buttcheeks slightly to ensure every inch got adequate lotion.
"Get on top," Yura said suddenly with her voice muffled against her arms.
"You can apply more pressure that way. It's hard to reach like this," Yura added.
Jaeho froze for a split second, his brain short circuiting for a moment and his erection giving him a confused nod.
On top of her? But he nodded in agreement, shifting forward on shaky legs. He swung one thigh over the chaise, straddling her lower back carefully, his weight settling just enough to pin her without harming her. She looked so delicate despite her bigger size, like she could break if he put his entire body weight on her.
The moment his hips aligned with hers, his hard cock inadvertently made contact, the tip pressing firmly against the backs of her thighs through his shorts.
It stayed right there, her flesh was so soft it almost swallowed the bulge. He bit his lip to stop himself from busting a nut, every nerve ending screaming as it begged for release.
She didn't pull away, didn't even flinch. If anything, she settled more comfortably, her ass brushing higher against him as she adjusted. Contact was inevitable now, his body was positioned over hers like this, and Jaeho's mind reeled, there was no way she didn't feel it, the thick, throbbing thing poking her.
His cock flexed against her thigh, betraying him with another pulse, but he forced his hands to move, rubbing down her back with renewed vigor.
He leaned in, palms sliding over her shoulders, then down her sides, the lotion making obscene slick sounds. From this angle, he had a perfect view of the side of her breasts, spilled out against the cushion of the chaise, the breasts pressed flat and overflowing in her bikini top.
The pale inner curves peeked out, nipples faintly outlined through the fabric, and he had to clench his jaw to keep from staring too long, from imagining sucking them right into his mouth.
This couldn't be real. Jaeho couldn't believe it, straddling this curvy woman, his erection grinding subtly with every shift, her moans echoing beneath him. The sun baked them both, sweat now on his chest. His hands roamed freely now, thumbs digging into her hips, fingers grazing the undersides of her cheeks again, each touch making it harder to maintain discipline.
And then Yura spoke, her words managing to bring him out of his head..
"Okay, that's good for the back. Time for the front now," Yura said casually.
Jaeho froze, hands still on her hips. The front? Her breasts, her stomach? His cock jerked hard against her thigh at the thought, even more pre-cum soaking through but it wouldn't be noticeable.
"What the hell am I supposed to do?" Jaeho thought to himself.
The one thing no one told him about being so focused on his family was that he would lack the ability to deal with certain social situations as he had no experience.