The Jersey heat is alarming even though it’s early in the season. I’m hanging out in my backyard with some of my girls, barbecuing some meat and veggies, just having a good time. The only issue with this beautiful afternoon is the fact that I’m hot and there is no way to cool off.
“I want to like, Slip and Slide or run through a sprinkler or something,” someone says.
I fan myself with an oven mitt, flip the burgers and remember that I have a stash of water balloons left over from a birthday party last year. Those small, rubber balls of happiness just may be the answer to all of my problems. There are several sexy women in my backyard and getting them into wet T-shirts as quickly as possible is probably the best idea that I’ve had in years.
“Let’s get soaked, ladies!” I announce as I head towards the hose to start filling them up.
My hose isn’t hard to operate, but it definitely has a mind of its own sometimes. The water starts spraying me down and my thin, yellow shirt is becoming more transparent as I’m trying to fill up the balloons. One of my girls comes over to help me out and I accidentally-on-purpose shoot the hose in her direction. She lets out a screech like I knew she would. It only takes two steps before she’s in front of me reaching for the hose.
I’m already soaked, so she can spray me down all she wants. My nipples continue to perk up under the alarmingly cold water.
“We need to get them,” she whispers.
With water balloons in our hands and the hose at the ready, we lightly lob the water filled gobs at our two friends on the deck. They scream at the sudden release of water and start charging towards us.
I grab the hose to keep them away and just start spraying them down. Everyone is soaked, laughing and screaming all at the same time. They reach the pile of balloons I created and start tossing them at me. Sometimes I let them hit me, sometimes I dodge them unsuccessfully. I’m fully drenched at this point, so I put down the hose and take off my shirt. My sheer bra is basically useless at this point, but I leave it on in case the neighbors peek over the fence.
“Oh, now we’re getting naked?” one of my friends shouts.
“It’s much less hot out here with less clothing on,” I admit.
The three ladies look at each other, shrug and take their tops off.
I realize that I’m still at a disadvantage though, because they have the pile of balloons on their side of the yard and my hose is running out of length.
“Get her!” one of them screams.
I drop the hose and start running away laughing. When I get to the fence I turn around to face them and be pummeled with balloons. My girl slides up nest to me with a balloon in her hand. I know what’s coming and brace myself for impact. Her hands reach up, she goes in for a kiss and slowly squeezes the balloon until it bursts all over both of us.
Follow me on twitter for more fantasies and fun.
from Peeperz https://ift.tt/2Wy1Pc4
via IFTTT
No comments:
Post a Comment