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"My turn now," she said, moving up to me and taking the hose. The hose spray was trigger operated and I handed it over.
She stepped back a few paces and then did to me what I'd done to her. I spun around, enjoying the feeling of the cool water counteracting the afternoon heat. She sprayed me for several minutes, both front and back, and when she put the hose down we were both drenched, our clothes sticking hard against our skin.
"Satisfied," she said, moving back to the chair, the beer still in her hand.
I sat down in another chair, also holding a beer as we both lounged back, letting the sun's heat begin the slow drying of our clothes.
"That was fun," I said. But I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits and her hard nipples poking against her tee shirt. The sight of her tits, her nipples and the pink shorts clinging to her hips and stomach and pulled tight against where her legs met resulted in my cock pushing hard against the wet fabric of my shorts.
I was surprised to notice that, as we chatted, a couple of times her glance drifted down from my face down to my shorts. I knew my cock was hard but I didn't think it was very obvious.
We took out time finishing the beers, enjoying the sun's heat. By the time the bottles, and the one that followed, were drained we were damp rather than drenched. She got up and started to walk towards the back door. I rose and followed, enjoying the view.
Her damp shorts were like plastic cling wrap across her ass and hips. The dampness made them a little transparent and her skimpy panties were obvious and the wiggle and movement as she walked, displayed her rounded, peach-like ass to perfection. The zipper at the back showed off the separation of her ass cheeks, making the sight before me even more erotic.
I followed, wishing that instead of 15 yards the walk was more like 50, such was the erotic nature of the view. This was not my mom I was looking at but a sexy woman who made me more aroused than any girl I'd ever been with.
By the time I got through the back door she was standing in front of the sink, looking out the window over the yard. I took the empty bottle she had left on the bench and placed it and the one I had carried in into the recycling container.
She stayed still in front of the sink, saying nothing and washing some glasses that had been used earlier. I could feel a sense of change in the room. There was a slight tension along with silence.
"Don't you want to change," I said, breaking the silence but not the tension I could feel.
"No," she responded. "The dampness cools me down."
She didn't turn around but stayed still. She looked so good from the back. Damp tight shorts accentuating her curved ass and the lines of the skimpy panties so clear. The white tee was stretched over her back, outlining her shape.
"You want to save on air conditioning?" I said as I moved closer and then rested on the island bench, just out from the sink.
She didn't say anything so I moved closer.
"Are you OK?"
"Yes," she said, still looking out the window over the trees and grass. "It's just that soon we won't have days like today. You'll be away at college and I'll be here."
I reached out and put my right hand on her shoulder, gripping and rubbing it softly.
"I won't be that far away. It's only a couple of hours and I'll be back and forwards."
"I know," she said. "I was happy you chose a college not far from here and not across the country. But still, you'll have college and all that goes with that."