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5

Jodie puts on her sunhat and sunglasses, the only clothes she has available. It takes a bit, but she finally realizes that Mitch didn’t put any sunscreen on her feet. She can feel the heat building in them slowly, so she does her best to cover up. She crosses her legs inward, placing her feet under her thighs. She also tries to kneel on them, but this proves uncomfortable after a few minutes. The men in the crew occasionally watch Jodie as she bounces around on the lounge chair naked.

The two hours go by at a snail’s pace. She mostly watches the men, but Jodie also counts the dandelions in the grass and tries to find as many objects of various colors as she can. She also tries to lie back and nap but can’t slip into unconsciousness. Mostly, she watches the men as they go about their duties. A few cars, bikers, runners, and dog walkers go by, though by some miracle none seem to notice her.

Eventually, Jodie hears a noise. It’s the ting-a-ling of a phone alarm. Her heart races as she sees Mike pull a phone out of his pocket, silence it, and start walking toward her. What new humiliations would Mike have in store for her? Jodie tries to clear her mind of thoughts as the man approaches.

“Uh, hi” he says to her. “Hey” Jodie says, forcing a toothy smile. Mike’s demeanor has changed so much from when she first saw him. His shoulders slouch and he looks down at the grass rather than at her. He speaks to her softly, asking how she is doing in stuttered speech. “I’m fine, and how are you Mike” she asks. He tells her he is doing well. Neither seems to want to broach the issue at hand.

Finally, Jodie stands from the lounger and hands Mike the bottle of sunscreen. “Can you help me put this on? I need it rubbed in all over” she asks. Mike blushes brightly, his red cheeks apparent even through his trimmed beard. She can’t see his eyes due to the ball cap he wears over his shaggy blond hair, but he nods and takes the bottle from her.

Jodie is continuing to get a sense from Mike, and it’s making her pussy tingle. She can’t quite place it. However, as she watches Mike open the bottle, she again notes something different about him from when they first met. Gone is the confidence he exuded before he was segregated from his team. Now he’s just a shy young man, squeezing the lotion into his hands.

Mike is, in fact, the youngest member of the crew. At nineteen, he’s only been working for the street department for the past six months and just recently came out of training. He slowly steps toward Jodie as she turns away from him. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he begins rubbing in the lotion. There’s something about the way he is touching her, some hesitancy. It almost feels like he is trying to both rush and savor this moment simultaneously.

He continues applying the lotion lower and lower on her back but then stops at her waist. Instead of proceeding further down, he reaches around to her front, his large arms encircling her. He works from the tops of her shoulders down her collarbones. He is incredibly gentle and works diligently. He stops again before he reaches her breasts. Mike moves to apply more sunscreen to his soft palms and then to her arms.

Suddenly, Jodie realizes what it is about Mike. She doesn’t know he’s a virgin, but she knows he’s a virgin. His hesitance at touching her bottom or tits. The slow, soft way he explores her. How he treats her as if she were a porcelain doll, threatening to crack at the slightest touch. And that quiet, scared air he projects from being in proximity to a naked woman.

Jodie’s pussy floods more now than ever. She’s not sure if the feeling is from the power she believes she has in the situation or what, but the feeling in her pussy is stronger than ever. She grabs Mike’s hands and forces them onto her pert tits, squeezing his fingers into them. She twists her neck so she can look into his eyes, smiles slightly, and tells him “I need sunscreen on these, too”.

Mike jumps a little at having his hands on her breasts. This is the first time he has ever done anything like this. When Mitch and Pete talk about their sexual escapades, he’s always the odd man out. They don’t know he’s a virgin, but they know he’s inexperienced. “You’ll get there”, Mitch would reassure him. But Mike always felt like they were judging him. And now here he was, feeling up a woman he’s only just met.

He gently strokes her breasts. It’s like nothing he has ever felt before, and he enjoys how they feel under his fingertips, his palms. Mike spends much time just holding, lifting, moving, and touching Jodie’s tits. He adores the soft, smooth skin of her areolas and her little nipples. Eventually, he realizes he’s been in a daze for the better part of ten minutes and he moves down to apply the sunscreen to her belly.

After he explores this region, both he and Jodie are breathing hard. It’s been a long time since she has felt this way, been explored like this. She has never been with a virgin before. And while she never fantasized about it in the past, it’s clear to her that this will be a memory she revisits for many years to come.

Mike feels like some ancient explorer, setting foot on new, fertile ground. He is trying to work with more confidence, but it’s difficult. He fears going too far, startling her off. To Mike, she’s a small, fragile deer, likely to alight down a path away from him at the first wrong move. So, while he avoids her pussy, he does apply the sunscreen to her hips and thighs. He relishes the way her smooth, soft skin feels.

Jodie giggles a bit like a schoolgirl, having more naughty thoughts. Mike’s adorable apprehension has suddenly made her feel better about this awful day. “Can you get my butt, too” she asks him. “Uh, su-sure” he replies, and kneels down. He gawks at the cute little bottom before him. It’s still red from the fierce spanking he saw Jodie’s husband give it. The skin is soft and super pale, even more so than the rest of her body. Like the rest of her, it’s thickly coated with tiny freckles.

Mike spends several seconds just admiring her ass before slathering it in sunscreen. He works it in with the same slow, worshiping attention as before. Jodie loves the feeling of the cold sunscreen as it is applied to her still sore cheeks. She also loves the feeling of Mike’s hands all over her. If Mitch’s hands were hard and calloused, Mike’s hands are exactly the opposite. Soft, smooth skin gently touching, rubbing, and exploring her all over. She’s almost positive she can feel her own juices leaking down her thigh.

After Mike is satisfied with the application, he moves onto the back of Jodie’s legs. While working on her ankles, Jodie realizes she still needs sunscreen in other areas as well. “Mike, can you put some on my feet, too? It might be easier if I sit on the lounger”.

6

Sat on the lounger, Jodie scoots to the edge of the seat and places her ankles near her butt. With her legs spread slightly, Mike is afforded a peek at her pussy and asshole. He again hesitates, sitting back from her. Reaching forward, he gently takes her right foot and pulls it towards him. Taking his time, he rubs the lotion all over her feet, even working it in between her toes. She has a pretty light blue polish on her nails, and he can make out the slight tan line from her flip-flop. When he finishes, he places the foot back and retrieves the other one.

Jodie is again amazed and delighted at the polite distance and hesitance Mike shows her and their situation. He could easily overpower her and take what he wants, but he cowers before her as if she were a lioness. With her left foot finished, Mike is about to rise from his kneeling position. Before he can however, Jodie spreads her thighs and points to the top of her pussy. “I need some here, too. Mike”. He gulps and wavers, appearing as if he is about to pass out. “You don’t want me to get a sunburn here, do you?” she asks, adding more teasing lilt to her voice than she had intended. He shakes his head and his hat almost comes off from the intensity of the movement.

Dabbing some of the sunscreen onto his fingers, he gently rubs it into her mound. He is completely taken aback at how soft, smooth, and hairless she is here. He doesn’t know how she shaves so closely, not realizing that she is waxed. He touches along the outline of her slightly spread slit and watches it glisten in the sun. Mike tries to speak but can’t find his voice. He clears his throat a few times and then is finally able to get his question out with a cracking voice. “Ca-can, could, uh, um, may I k-kiss, kiss you h-here?”

Jodie all but laughs at the pleading, Dickensian sound of his request. He’s on his knees before her practically hat in hand. Still, she smiles widely at him and looks him in the eyes. “Mike, you can have anything you want”. He groans and is still for a moment. And then with her permission granted, he leans in. He doesn’t kiss her on her pussy, though. At least not at first. Instead, he presses his lips gently to her inner thigh.

Mike kisses and licks her between her legs, and it’s that same slow, thoughtful, grateful kind of exploration as before. He works his way up her thigh and his beard tickles her as he does so. She smells wonderful. It’s a combination of sunscreen, clean sweat, and the slightly musky odor of her overtaxed pussy. It grows as he nears it, and it drives him nearly feral. It’s all Mike can do to not dive right into her.

It’s all Jodie can do not to shove Mike’s face right into her pussy. She’s leaking harder now than ever, feeling the wetness run between her legs and down her asshole. She giggles slightly as his beard brushes her leg. Slowly, Mike works way nearer her slit and continues kissing gently. Jodie reaches down and begins rubbing and stroking her nipples, running small circles around then.

Mike continues to lick around and above her slit, tasting both her and the traces of sunscreen. If he loved touching her mound with his fingers, he adores being able to feel it with his lips and tongue. Kissing and licking his way around, he still avoids moving onto Jodie’s pussy itself.

Jodie is breathing hard now; the slow, insane burn of Mike's oral attention is driving her crazy. Just when she thinks he’s going to dive into her, he backs off. She’s not sure if it is intentional or due to his inexperience, but she knows she can’t take it anymore. Jodie pulls Mike’s hat off and throws it to the side. Then, putting her legs over his shoulders, she scoots her butt towards him, angling her slit directly against his lips. “Lick” she orders.

And Mike does. As if his very life depended on it, he eats Jodie’s slick pussy. He’s a man crawling through a desert, finally finding his oasis. From the opening of her pussy all the way to the hood of her clit, Mike licks her. He loves the way she squirms as he runs his tongue over the soft, wet flesh. She tastes like nothing else he’s experienced. It’s impossible for him to describe, but it drives him mad with lust.

Jodie adores Mike’s mouth as it kisses and licks her between her lips. He’s inexperienced, but he more than makes up for it with his incredible enthusiasm. Grabbing his hair, she twists it in her fingers, helping him find the most sensitive spots form him to exploit. The diligence and ferocity of his tongue knows no bounds, and she cries out, telling him how good it feels.

After a few minutes, he looks up at her. “Uh, um. Jo-Jodie. I want. I want to make you cum” he says, almost begging for her orgasm. She groans inwardly. While she loves and enjoys his tongue and mouth, she knows she’s not going to cum. At least not like this. Not without additional stimulation.

Some women go many years without cumming. Some believe they can’t achieve orgasm at all. Jodie had been one of those women for many years. Fred had helped her explore and sample different sensations, experiences. He never pushed her, though, always letting her lead that journey. Eventually, they found the right button to push, and she never looked back.

On the one hand, Jodie wants to cum so bad. On the other, she doesn’t want to expose this secret she’s kept from almost everyone. It’s not shameful, precisely, but it is something she keeps close to her chest nonetheless. But then Mike leans back in and starts gently sucking her clit, lapping at it slowly. Jodie realizing just how much she wants to give this young man her orgasm, relents. “Finger my asshole” she orders aloud.

Mike isn’t taken aback, exactly, but it does take a second to register what she just asked for. Before he proceeds, he takes a moment to move down and lick the tight, pink hole. Another first, but one which comes naturally, almost on instinct. He feels the crinkly hole convulse under his tongue, and Jodie moans out anew. Quickly grabbing the sunscreen bottle, he opens it and applies some to his middle finger. He then has to rein his hands in, keeping himself from penetrating her immediately. Instead, he strokes her asshole and draws tight circles around it. Jodie pushes forward, not wanting to be teased any longer. Typically, she wears a slim plug up her ass during sex, and Mike’s finger is a near perfect approximation of it. Together, she and Mike become intensely aware that Jodie is going to cum for him.

After a minute or two, Mike has two knuckles in Jodie’s asshole and is again tirelessly licking the entire length of her pussy. He briefly tongues at her pussy opening, and she gives a strong reaction. Emboldened by her reaction, he slides his thumb into Jodie’s pussy and fingers both holes simultaneously. Jodie cries increase in volume and urgency, no longer is she abashed or worried about neighbors. Mike can feel his middle finger with his thumb, so thin is the flesh separating the digits he uses to penetrate her holes.

This goes on for what seems like forever to the pair, until Jodie realizes that she is going to cum. She tries to tell Mike, but she can’t slow her breathing enough to get the words out. Blessfully, Mike keeps the same pace and movements, and he escorts Jodie speedily to her impending orgasm. Then it hits. For one moment and then two she finds herself in freefall as her pussy seizes up and then pulses around Mike’s thumb. Jodie has to force herself to exhale, her lungs on fire from holding her breath. Mike feels the wetness pouring out of Jodie’s pussy and he withdraws her thumb. She doesn’t squirt, exactly, but there’s gushing intensity to the flow nonetheless.

Replacing his thumb with his tongue, Mike greedily laps up Jodie’s juices as they pour out of her. When the flow ebbs, he puts his thumb back inside her and continues attending to her clit. He doesn’t know how many more times she cums, but he’s keenly aware of it happening more than once. Eventually, Jodie shudders harder at his touch and squeezes her thighs around his head. When this happens, Mike rests his tongue on her engorged clit and feels her heartbeat pounding through it.

After letting her rest for a minute, he pulls back slowly and rises to stand before her. Pulling the collar of his shirt back from his neck, he uses it to wipe her wetness from his beard. He knows that he will smell her on himself for the rest of the day and he smiles, satisfied. Jodie’s breathing eventually slows down enough that she can also stand. Her legs wobble beneath her and she grabs onto Mike’s shoulder for stability.

“Thank you” she says, breathlessly. He wants to shout “thank you” to the Heavens, but also doesn’t want to ruin the moment. He just nods and smiles, finally able to look her in the eyes. Jodie, coming down from the thrall of her orgasm, realizes the poor young man must be in intense need of release of his own.

Reaching for the belt of his pants, Jodie tries to pull Mike in closer to him. He resists, though not to an aggressive degree. She tilts her head and Mike tries to stutter out a no thank you. Eventually, he is able to get out a few words, and Jodie realizes that poor Mike came in his pants sometime during the last half-hour. She steps toward him and gently kisses him on the cheek before bending over to retrieve his hat. Ruffling his hair with her fingers, she places the cap on his head and thanks him again.

Mike smiles and nods again, turning to leave. After a few steps, he twists at his waist and calls out to her. “Pete will come by in two hours”. Jodie nods worriedly. No longer in her post-orgasm haze, she anxiously sits back down on the lounger. What would Pete have in store for her? This and other worries bubble up in her mind as she watches the man lean on a shovel and stare intently at her.

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I realize this was an especially long post. However, I had so much fun writing it as a teasing, slow burn, and I found it nearly impossible to edit down. If you took the time to read this, thank you so much.

I especially appreciate comments, and I would be grateful if you took the time to leave one.