[This is an old fantasy I modified slightly for this venue]
"Darn it, where's my lasagna pan?" I already have the noodles boiling, the sauce simmering, and the cheese ready to go, but now I can't find the darn pan. I close my eyes and lean my head against the cabinet, and then I remember. Andi borrowed it. Turning off the burner, I reach up on the key hook and took down Andi's key and head for the door.
Andi and Rob are the newcomers on the court. They have two kids the same ages as ours, so we wind up hanging around at their pool or on our back deck a lot. They are friendly enough, I guess, but just sort of good neighbors instead of good friends. Andi was a model before she married Rob but was now in a PhD program. Tall and willowy, short blond hair and amazing cheekbones, not to mention eyes that hide a lot of mischief.
She really likes to flirt. My husband Jon is always flirting with her, teasing her about how thin she is, how small her breasts and butt are. (He likes me thin like that too: he tells me more than a handful is wasted). I don't feel nervous, though. I overheard her telling our other neighbor Meg that she liked Jon enough to flirt with him, but didn't like him "that way." Andi and Meg and I spent some nice afternoons sunning ourselves at their pool before one of us would jump in the car and pick up all the kids. Andi flirts with everybody, even Meg and me, but I figure that's just her way of being friendly.
As I pass by her garage, I don't, so I figure I'll just let myself in through the back door, get my pan, and be out of there in a minute. I am about to open the cabinet to see where it is when I hear music coming from the living room. I guess she left a DVD playing when she went out to drop the kids at school.
The video is of Meg at the pool. The soundtrack was "It had to be you" by Frank Sinatra, and Meg is just sitting in the chaise, smiling at the camera. Suddenly, she gets this sort of coy look on her face, and starts lowering the straps of her bathing suit top. I've seen this DVD before; Andi and Meg had made it for Meg's husband's birthday.
I'm about to turn off the set when I realize I haven't seen this version before. This version is different: the straps come all the way down and she shows her breasts. I've never seen Meg's breasts before, and am fascinated to see that her freckles continue all the way down to her nipples. She shyly pulls her coppery red hair away from her pillowy breasts, licks her fingers and circles her hardening nipples. She stares at the camera and then beckons with one of her moist fingers, almost like she's calling me to her. She keeps pulling her suit down until her belly is showing, almost to the top of her mound. She slips a hand into her suit and rubs for a moment, then brings her finger up to her mouth and licks it, grinning at me. My nipples harden, and I press my legs together.
Meg beckons again, more insistently. The next moment, Andi steps around from behind the camera and appears on the screen with Meg. She lowers her head to Meg's breasts and you can hear Meg sighing as Sinatra's voice fades. I am getting goose bumps and starting to get wet as I watch, although I have never thought about Andi or Meg that way. I can almost feel Andi sucking on my nipples as I watch.
Andi continues to slip Meg's bathing suit off her thighs, showing her bright red pubic hair. All the while she continues to nuzzle and suckle her breasts. She slowly lowers her face down Meg's belly, rubbing her face in her pubes, lying between her legs, splitting her thighs and starting to kiss her lips. Nervously, my hand starts to rub the outside of my jeans as I debate whether I ought to be watching this. I stand riveted to the screen.
"Well, if you're going to watch, you may as well come in and get settled," Andi says from the couch. I try to pretend I haven't been standing there rubbing myself. Andi is in her bathrobe, open at the bottom where she is gently stroking her blond pubes. The Andi on the screen grins and waggles her eyebrows at the camera, then turns back to licking Meg.
"I, um, just came for my lasagna pan," I say weakly. "I'll just get it and go."
Then Meg says, "No, don't." I notice for the first time that Meg is in the recliner, naked from the waist down, also slowly stroking herself. "Pease, stay." Meg beckons me over to sit between Andi and her on the couch. I swallow hard, and can feel my whole body shaking. On the screen, Andi is slowly licking up between Meg's lips, and Meg is moaning, "yes, oh, yes, oh yes" over and over again.
I blush crimson. "I, um, I can't. I have to .... I, um, I, I ...". I can hardly breathe. "Oh, what the heck." I sit down. I carefully put one hand on the arm of the couch, the other "casually" on the couch so it is clear I am not aroused, not touching myself. Andi spreads her legs further next to me, so her thigh is almost touching my hand, and resumes stroking herself. Meg reaches over to take my other hand, all the while touching herself too. Then Andi takes my hand and puts it on her thigh, and slides it up to her mound. On screen Andi's top is now untied and Meg is touching her breasts as Andi continues to lick Meg's lips.
Meg lifts my fingers to her lips and started to lick and suck on them. She leans over the arm of the recliner and onto the arm of the couch, and nibbles on my earlobe, kisses my cheek, my neck. Andi slips my fingers down into her moisture, gently rubs her clit with my index finger. "Oh, yes," she moans softly, then brings my finger up to lick, and back down to touch herself again. Meg unbuttons my blouse, kissing my collar bones, lifting my bra over my little breasts, taking one of my nipples in her teeth.
I start stroking Meg's hair and neck as she nurses on me. My index finger is touching Andi, she is stroking herself with my finger, slipping it inside herself sometimes and then back out.
Suddenly, both of them are kneeling on the floor on either side of me, sucking my nipples. Somebody fumbles with the button fly on my jeans, lifting my butt and slipping them and my panties off. Meg starts licking me, oh my god, nobody ever did that to me like that before. Andi sucks my nipples, kissing me, and then feeding me her beautiful breast. I can't see the screen any more, but I hear Meg moaning louder and louder "lick me, oh God lick me," over and over. She and I screamed and climax at the same time.
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