Betrayed!

Ray was halfway to the other end of the pool when he felt a wicked leg cramp. Swearing, he swam to a nearby ladder and climbed out. Flexing his leg every couple of steps, he limped to the chair and grabbed his towel.

            While he was drying off, he’d spotted his wife at the other end. Whistling to get her attention, he called out, “Hey sunshine! Want to spend some quality time together?”

            Cheyenne acknowledged with a wave and swam over to him. Watching her swim, Ray let loose with a long low whistle as she glided to a stop.

            Blushing, she waved him over and held out her arms. Kneeling down, he grabbed underneath and gently pulled her out. Without warning, she gave him a very deep passionate kiss, which he returned wholeheartedly.

            After spending a few minutes making out in a very cramped position, Ray needed a break. Giving Cheyenne’s breast a playful squeeze, he said, “Babe, let’s move this to the lounge chair, my legs are starting to fall asleep.”

            Giving his face a gentle pinch, she got up and leisurely walked over to the lounge chair. Ray watched until she sat down and wiggled her chest with a ‘come hither’ look. Exhaling, he grabbed his towel and staggered to the lounge chair.

            She made room by moving a few inches forward. Once he was settled in, she leaned back and rested her head on his shoulder. Reaching up, she gave him a kiss and whispered, “Do my hair with that magic voodoo of yours that drives me wild.”

            Giving her a playful squeeze, Ray grabbed a towel and a brush from the backpack. Popping his lips, he got to work on ‘doing up’ her thigh length hair.

            The first of many steps in doing her hair was to make sure it was dry and clean. Having just come out of the pool, it definitely was clean, but not dry. To speed up the process, Ray decided to squeeze it dry.

            Grabbing a section of hair, he took the towel and folded it over about three times, snug but not tight. Next, he twisted the section into a loose pony tail. Grabbing the pony tail with one hand, with the other he pulled the towel down and squeezed out the excess water.

            Repeating the process with the rest of the hair, it took him about twenty minutes to make her hair doable.

            The next step involved brushing. There were two ways for him to do this: her sitting on a stool or her lying down on her stomach. Being that they were outdoors, he chose the how and he chose to let her decide the where.