Brian Laver: Peeping wife

Ann knew that it wouldn't take much to get those kids raving with horny lust, but what could she do? If she could get them to notice her lying there nude, that might do it. But if they stumbled on her now, they would realize that she'd heard their voices. She could wander over near where they were, but it would be hard for her to pretend not to see them.

It seemed that the only way she could show off her naked body to them would be to jump into the water. But that didn't appeal to her. The more she thought about it, though, the clearer it became that that would be the only solution, and it would be perfect.

She could suddenly splash into the water and swim around. The boys, noticing her nakedness, would hide so as not to scare her away. Then she could climb out, grab her clothes and pretend to leave. But she would double back through the woods and watch their reaction to the display of a gorgeous, nude chick.

Ann got very excited thinking about the plan, and the only drawback was the cold water. She remembered how it felt on her feet, and she didn't know what would happen if she jumped in water that cold. But she was a good swimmer, and she would only stay in as long as it took to give the boys a good look at her body.

Ann had gotten so excited about the plan that she would have to go through with it come hell or cold water. There hadn't been any rocks skipped in a few minutes; the boys were talking again, and she could have just walked to the spot and have been unaware of their presence.

Before she had a chance to think about that cold water any longer, Ann got up and prepared to dive. She bent her knees, then straightened them suddenly, propelling herself out over the lake. She entered the water gracefully and smoothly, and her first thought was how the boys would suddenly jerk their heads around to see what had made the splash. Her second thought was that the water was even colder than she'd imagined it could be.

Her head and shoulders popped above the surface, and she gasped for breath, but the water had made her whole body so tense she could hardly draw a breath. She floated on her back, moving her arms and legs rapidly. Her skin had seemed to shrink several sizes as goosebumps covered her, making it even harder to breath. She knew that she was giving the guys a good look at her floating tits and slightly submerged pussy, but she didn't know if she was going to live to enjoy the planned results.

Suddenly, she flipped over on her stomach and began stroking. She had to get out of that frigid water as soon as possible. When she thought how her perversions had subjected her to the danger of embarrassment before, it seemed like nothing compared to the danger of drowning that she felt she was in at that moment.

She still couldn't breath properly, and trying to swim fast made matters worse. Water got into her mouth, then she swallowed a mouthful. That scared her, and as she gulped a breath, she inhaled same water. Now she was no longer swimming, but merely thrashing around wildly, trying to keep her head above the surface.

Opening her mouth to call for help, she swallowed more water and no sound came out. She knew that she should try to keep calm, but the suffocation she was already feeling took over and she was helpless. Now she couldn't even keep her head out of the cold water and she began to relax. She thought about Tom and how sad he would be without her.

Then she felt a hand grab her by the hair. She was barely aware of her head coming out of the water, but then she realized that she was being held around the head and moving toward the bank. Rocks bumped her ass, and she found the bottom of the lake with her hands and feet. It was the greatest thing she'd ever felt.

Hands were clutching her and carrying her ashore. As she lay on the ground, gasping and coughing, she felt a mouth on hers, blowing air into her. She was thanking her lucky stars that one of those boys was a good swimmer. She pushed his head away; the effort to give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation was actually interfering with her breathing.

She looked up and saw the two boys looking down at her with horror on their faces. She was already beginning to relax because she knew that she was safe, but the boys had had a scare, too. The firm feeling of the ground under her and the sun warming her dissolved the tenor of almost drowning, and her original thoughts began to return. As she filled her lungs with huge amounts of air, she noticed that the boys' eyes began to wander over her body. She hadn't planned to give them such a good view, but it would work out to her advantage.

"T-thanks," she said to the boy who was kneeling near her. "I didn't realize it was so cold."

The boy was very good-looking, with long hair and dark-brown eyes. He had stripped to his shorts and was dripping water on her from his hair. The other boy was standing beside his friend, and they were both covering her with hungry glares.

Ann lay there with her tits rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. When she was breathing more or less normally, she asked one of them to get her clothes.

The boy standing above her began to move in the direction from which Ann had jumped into the water, but he moved slowly, reluctant to take his eyes off the exquisite sight of Ann's body. Finally, he ran to get her clothes and was back in a few seconds.

Ann sat up, feeling her big tits settle on her chest with a quiver. She noticed a big lump in the wet shorts of the boy who had rescued her.

"It's a good thing you boys were here," she said as she took her panties in her hand. "You saved my life."

The boys didn't say a word. Ann could tell that they thought they should give her some privacy while she dressed, but she knew that they were powerless, held in the spell of teenage horniness. And she was glad they stayed. There was nothing better for getting her mind off her near-disaster than sharing those kids' lust. She thought of fucking them; it would be a good reward, but she couldn't give up the chance to watch them jerk off. The sight of her naked body stretched out before them would have to be reward enough.

Ann stood and put one foot into her panties. She felt her twat open slightly as she lifted her leg, and saw the boys' eyes move to her hair-surrounded lips. She felt slightly dizzy, so she sat down again, leaving her legs spread.

"I guess I'd better rest a little longer," she said, holding her head in her hands.

She could have gotten dressed if she really wanted to, but she could use the rest and, most important, she was enjoying the boys' horny gaze on her and wanted them to be in a lustful frenzy when she left them.

"Are you sure you're all right?" the undressed boy asked.

"I will be in a minute," she said.

She asked the boys their names, and told them not to mention this to anyone. She didn't want Tom to hear that she'd almost drowned herself.

After a few more minutes of deep breathing, sunshine and the boys' gawking eyes, she was ready to go. She put her other leg into her panties and pulled them up tight against her tint. She knew that the white nylon was letting the dark patch of her pubic hair show through, and she imagined the boys saying goodbye to her cunt to themselves.

Then she stepped into her tight jeans and pulled her jersey over her head. When she was all zipped and buttoned, she gave each boy a hug and a kiss, then said thanks and goodbye.

As she'd left them, her heart began beating harder again as she put her plan into action. She walked along the path the way she had come until she was sure she was out of sight. Then she ducked into the woods and made her way through the trees and bushes back to the boys.

She went slowly and as quietly as she could. Stopping to listen every few steps, she kept moving in the direction of the voices she could barely hear. She could see the water, then the boys' heads could be seen through the branches of the trees between her and them.