I’ve always been a bit of a show-off, especially when I know someone’s watching. One afternoon, I was lounging at home alone, enjoying some time by the pool in a barely-there bikini. I had no idea my friend was about to show up unexpectedly to drop off something I’d left at his place. When he knocked on the door, I decided to have a little fun. I answered wearing nothing but my bikini bottoms, my top ‘accidentally’ left behind on a pool chair.

The way his jaw dropped when he saw me made my stomach flutter. I pretended it was no big deal, acting casual as I invited him in. But I could feel his eyes glued to my chest, the air between us thick with tension. I offered him a drink, turning slowly and stretching to reach the glasses, letting him get a full view of my bare back. His breathing hitched, and I bit back a smile, loving the effect I was having on him.

When I turned around, I could see he was struggling not to look at my breasts. I asked if he liked what he saw, teasing him a little more. His face flushed, and he mumbled something about how he should leave. But I stepped closer, running my fingers down his arm, leaning in until our faces were just inches apart. ‘You don’t have to go… unless you want to.’

I could see him wavering, the struggle written all over his face. Finally, he gave in. I took his hand and led him out to the backyard, the sunlight hitting every inch of my skin. I pushed him gently into a lounge chair and knelt between his legs, feeling his body tense as I slid my hands up his thighs.

‘You’ve been a good friend,’ I whispered, looking up at him. ‘Let me show you how much I appreciate it.’ Before he could respond, I was unzipping his pants, freeing him from the tight confines. He was already so hard, twitching in my hand as I wrapped my fingers around him.

I didn’t hold back. I took him deep, savoring every inch as I moved up and down his length. His head fell back, and the sound of his groans sent shivers down my spine. I kept going, feeling him throb against my tongue, each moan making me wetter. When I finally pulled back, his face was flushed, his eyes wild. ‘Why stop now?’ he gasped.

I just smiled, stood up, and slowly slid off my bikini bottoms, letting them drop to the ground. ‘Because I’m not done thanking you yet,’ I murmured. And that was just the beginning of an afternoon I know neither of us will ever forget.