After 16 years of marriage she still turned me on to the point of insanity. I wasn't the only one intoxicated by her either. Guys would stare at her no matter where we were. It used to bother me when we first met, but then I realized that they were just like me and couldn't help it. It's a beauty that releases the primitive carnal lust that lives within most men. She had an effect on a lot of women too. I've seen more than a couple women's eyes fill with that lustful look as they sipped more and more alcohol at late night parties. My wife's pour oozes enough sex appeal for everyone to enjoy.
Living in your typical modern neighborhood, one can expect not to have the same privacy afforded to those living in the country. The yard between houses can be cut with just a couple of passes of a lawn mower, so the houses are pretty close together. When my wife and I started looking for a house to buy, we were looking for one that would give us some privacy, but we understood that there would be limitations.
We found a house in a nice neighborhood that seemed perfect for us. The side yards had privacy fences and the back yard was sitting on a conservation lot, so no 'back door' neighbors. Best of all though, it was one of the few two story houses, so the neighbors couldn't look into windows, but we could look into theirs if we wanted :).
The house had a fantastic pool. It was large and filled with crystal clear water. Part of the house extended down side of the pool, forming an 'L' and concealing half of the pool. It had a pool bath and summer kitchen that allowed us to stay outside all day. My wife and I would come to love it. We would spend several weekends lying by the pool, enjoying the day as we soaked up all of the beautiful Florida sunshine and drank lavations. As hectic as our weekdays were with work and other stresses, our weekends were simple and relaxing.
Seeing my wife in a tiny bikini was relaxing and stressful at the same time. I would wear sunglasses so I could hide my sinister eyes, wondering all over her body. I would watch her chest rise and fall with her breath, fantasizing that her breath was labored from her fantasizing about another man as she napped in the sun. Her stomach glistened from the sun tan oil, begging me to run my hands across her torso, her hips. Her legs were parted slightly, almost begged me to grab her by the ankles and take her right there. Curse that damn material which, only half a millimeter thick, denied me from viewing heaven directly.
Next door, a new family moved in. They were the typical middle aged couple with three kids. Their oldest kid, well make that young man, was enrolled in the college and lived in the dorm several hours away. Their middle was a young man too; starting his freshman year of college in a few months. Their youngest was a girl just starting high school. All of their kids were respectful and very athletic, playing either baseball or soccer.
One day as we were lounging by the pool, I noticed the middle kid, Mike, working in the back yard. As I watched him through the vertical slats in the fence, I noticed that he was cutting the grass. He was working in the heat of the mid day sun and was sweating up a storm. Succumbing to the heat, he pulled off his soaked t-shirt in effort to keep working. My wife saw him do this and told me she was going to take him some sun screen.
As she got to the fence, he noticed her and shut off the mower. They made small talk for a few minutes, and she would occasionally look back over her shoulder at me with devilish grin. I could tell that she was enjoying her conversation with him as she continued to pitch her head from side to side. Seeing this, my cock began to strain the thin material of my swim trunks.
Matt waved at me and started the mower as she meandered back over and sat down. As he pulled the mowers cord, I could see that his eyes were fixed on heavenly ass and legs.
Resisting the temptation to ask her for all of the details of the conversation, I just told her that she was very nice for making sure he didn't burn. She sat down in her chair, took a drink of her cocktail and closed her eyes. It had appeared that she wanted to take an afternoon nap, so I obliged her.
Like most men, I've always thought about my wife with someone else. Immediately, I began to think about Mike and my wife together. Her awesome body intertwined with that of a hardened young mans. It's an awesome mental picture for me. Being able to witness the lust would make me cum without physical stimulation.
I noticed that our neighbor had moved to the front yard. With my new privacy and my sleeping wife, I enjoyed the fact my board solid hard on was poking out of the top of my swim trunks. As I closed my eyes, my tanning oil soaked hand naturally ventured south. My finger tips pinched the head of my dick as the vivid fantasy of my wife and the neighbor was in full swing. I'd open my eyes occasionally and stare at my wife's sleeping, shiny body and pinch some more.
As my oiled hand felt almost too good on my cock to let myself stop, visions of my teen aged neighbor fondling my wife sealed the deal. What started off as playful pinches from the finger tips turned into full fledged tugs from my left hand. I imagined him standing behind her with one hand in her bikini top, giving her slippery nipples pinches as his other hand slide into the bottoms, stroking her wetness. Her body so weak to his treatment that she has to steady herself by placing both hands on the wall. She was no his for the taking, and she would do what ever the man asked of her, and to the best of her sultry ability.
Just as quickly as the fantasy started, it ended just as abruptly. She wasn't sleeping. Without opening her eyes, and catching me in the act, she said that she thinks that it would be a good idea for me to invite our young neighbor over for a cool dip after he completed his work. Thinking nothing of it, I agreed and headed to the front yard to extend the hospitality, maybe refill our drinks too while I was up. My wife jumped and moved our lounge chairs towards the hidden part of the pool for �more sunlight' as she put it.
Mike happily agreed to the offer, but said that he didn't know where his swim trunks were since he hadn't unpacked many of his boxes yet. I told him that the short he was wearing would serve the purpose just fine so he should come over when he was done. He agreed and resumed his work.
When pouring a new round of drinks in the kitchen, I had a harmless, yet evil, thought. I poured my drink with very little vodka and added a little extra to my wife's drink. I didn't want to get too buzzed, yet loosen my wife up for some possible flirtatious activities. We've talked about such scenarios in bed, but never acted on them other than role playing. Who knows, this might be the day I thought.
As I walked to the door, I saw my wife lying back in her partially reclined lounger. I had to put one drink down on the floor to open the door, and as I was coming back up, I saw her hand dip under the waistband of bottoms out of the corner of my eye. I froze, as I've never seen her pleasure herself before. I couldn't decide if she didn't know I was there or if she did and wanted to put on a show for me. It didn't matter; I couldn't move an inch regardless of the situation.
I watched her hand move under the thin material, barely covering the most erotic sight I've ever seen. I could see the ridges cast in the material from her fingers, stretching the cloth ever so slightly. It clung to her hand and fingers, leaving little to imagine. Her hand pushed further into the bikini, and her fingers curved downward past her pubic bone and between her legs. Her scantily covered knuckles began to move in a circular pattern. After a few seconds of the excruciating visual torture, she moved her hands back out of her bikini, opened her eyes and looked right at me. It was on purpose.
I took the drink to her. As I walked up to her chair, she turned her eyes to my crotch. "What's going on in there?" she asked. As if I needed to explain to her, I told her that I couldn't help but get hard when watching the show she had put on for me. She took the drink with one hand and gave me cock a squeeze with the other.
"Oh my, you must have liked the show", she said
Being my sarcastic self, I replied "just a little, what gave it away?"
She giggled, and I asked what she was thinking about while stroking herself. Instead of answering, she turned the tables on me by asking what I was thinking when I was massaging my cock earlier. I was busted.
I put it all out there for her to hear. I told her that I could tell that she and the teen aged neighbor were flirting. As soon as I saw them exchanging provocative glances, I started to fantasize about the two of them together, fondling each other. When I thought that she was asleep, nature took over.
She was shocked with the news, but she asked me for more details about the fantasy. I told her that there weren't many others since it were cut short. She raised her eyebrows as if to soak it all in and then gave a surprising smile. Upon that, I demanded to know the reason for her show.
She said that she watched my stroke my cock when I thought she was asleep. While she watched me, she too a fantasy involving neighbor, but didn't want to share any more details. She spoke only to keep me from cumming, she wanted me to save it for latter, and she stopped herself too for the same purpose.
When I asked her about Mike, she only said that flirting with him was fun. She asked me all kinds of questions though, all of which I answered honestly. She seemed confused how I could watch another man pleasure his wife of 16 years, but I told her that I'm not a jealous person and, as longer as she was open and honest with me about it and didn't share her heart with him, sharing her body was a complete turn on for me.
She went inside to change into another bikini, as the crotch of her current suit had become noticeable damp from the show she had provided me. Seeing the wet spot made me cock engorge itself again. I was in a constant state of arousal.
She returned wearing an even smaller bikini made of shear white material. As I ogled her body, we returned to a highly flirtatious basking again. Glances, provocative questions, strokes of the skin and innuendo filled the rest of our time alone.
A call came from the side yard. I answered as we were in our hidden oasis. It was Mike, and he showed up wearing only his work shorts. He was a sweaty as before and his skin was red from the exhaustive work he'd been doing all day.
He asked if it was still ok for him to take a dip, which of course the answer was yes. After he saw my wife in her white bikini, I thought the poor guy would have a heart attack. His eyes darted all over her; it was obvious that he approved of the tiny suit and the contents spilling out of it.
As he headed towards the pool, I caught my wife's eyes studying his physique. He was well built from all of the sports he played and tanned from spending a lot of time in the sun. I have to admit that I could see why her eyes followed him.
As her eyes watched his every move, she realized that I was watching her. She looked at me, and I just smiled with an �ah ha' look. She bashfully looked away, but she knew from then on that not only did I not object, I encouraged her to.
As time went on, I continued to serve my wife fresh drinks mixed with a little too much alcohol. Mine, in turn, had little to no alcohol in them. I could tell she was loosened up by the time the sun had started to go down. All the while, as I was pretending to read a book through my sunglasses, I would catch Mike starring at my wife. He would try to be sly about it, but being almost twice his age; I knew all of the tricks in the book. He was in full lust for my wife.
With her lounge chair only a few inches from the pool, she dipped her toes in the cool water while lying in the semi reclined chair. I could tell that she wanted him to watch her, study her, and want her. Every time he would move directly in front of her, she would shift slightly in her chair, parting her legs further and further apart. Consequently, it was just a matter of time before her legs were as far apart as the chair's arm rests would allow. It allowed an almost full view of my wife's womanhood to out young hard bodied guest, and he was taking full advantage of it.
Since he was in the shallow end of the pool, he kept all but his head submersed in the water. My wife asked for another drink, so I obliged her. As soon as I went inside, I quickly moved to a darkened room that had a view of the pool to see if I might miss something outside. I had to move quickly though, the sun was setting
As soon as I peered through the window in our bedroom that overlooked our pool, the young buck stood up in the pool. He did so slowly, looking away from my wife as if he was afraid. I can see why he did, for as he stood up, his soaked shorts exposed a massive erection. My wife, pretending not to be looking (and with sunglasses on), simultaneously shifted slightly in her chair. She saw it, and she couldn't help but respond to it. Her hips seemed to have moved small circles in the lounge chair from what she saw.
I waited a few minutes before I returned with her drink. Once she had it in her grasp, I told the both of them that I had drank way too much and was on the verge of passing out. My wife had the �I'm going to kill you' eyes as I told Mike to stay as long as he wanted as she would stay by the pool as long as he wished. As I turned to walk inside, he grabbed my arm and pulled me down so she could whisper to me.
She said that things could very easily get out of control because he was full of testosterone.
I giggled and said, "ok, you know where to find me if they do. Bring him in and I'll talk to him. You're a grown up".
She responded "What exactly are you saying? I don't think you know what you just said."
I smiled and told her to do what she REALLY wanted to do, and I would see her when it was over. Or maybe when it got started. I went inside.
I returned to my voyeur's window in or bedroom. My wife had slid out of her chair and into the pool. They started of separated by several feet, laughing softly at each others comments out of what seemed to be an awkward nervousness. They continued to circle around the shallow of the pool, sort of exploring the new situation they've found themselves as they inch a little closer to each other.
My wife made the first move, touching his shoulder as to brush something off. Timidly, he made a similar motion, brushing her upper arm. Then, from what seemed to be her rejection, she turned away and walked to the edge of the pool right in front of the window I inhabited. Once there though, she crossed her arms and placed them on the pools' deck, then laid her head on her arms as if she was resting.
He followed he to the pools edge, and with all of the courage he could muster, used his hands to pull her hair back into a make shift pony tail. His hands released her hair and moved to her shoulders, at the base of her neck. Her eyes closed, her body released into an even more relaxed state. I could she her push her hips back to meets his, causing his mouth to drop open slightly.
One hand maintained her shoulder, but the other moved to the edge of her back, just below her armpit. She moved one of her hands to meet his, and pulled it forward to her breast. With his hand under hers, she pressed his hand firmly into her chest, begging it to take the nipple between his finger and thumb. He obliged her, giving it a little tweak, causing her head to dip in shear pleasure.
She turned to him, and pressing her whole body into his, kissed him deeply. Her hands moved to the front of his shorts, unbuttoned them, and pushed them to the bottom of the pool. Likewise, he pulled her bottoms off, and then moved to take her top off, but her hands already had the clasp. With a quick motion, she was completely naked as well.
Needless to say, as was watching my wife get pleasured by a young man, my cock was hard as a rock and in my fist getting pounded. I loved the view I had and the sight of my wife in a total state of lust. I kept the pace of my fist as slow as possible; I didn't want to shoot my load too soon.
He lifted her up out of the pool and placed her on the edge of the pool. He took a nipple into her mouth and gave her a light bite. She threw her head back, as her meaty nipples are super sensitive. He braced himself up with one hand, and with the other, he put it around her back and held her body up to his. This caused his dick to rub her slit for the first time. Feeling how wet she had become for him, he pushed his shaft firmly against her crotch. While not entering her, his shaft ran up and down her lips and across her clit, masturbating her, humping her. At least I think.....
For the second time in the same day, she stopped abruptly. She pushed him back and began to talk to him. What was she saying to him, what is she doing, I thought.
She stood up on the edge of the pool. He smiled at her while looking up at her, her crotch only inches from his face. She reached down and pulled his face into her crotch for a second, then pushed him back. Promising!
She took his hand and guided him out of the pool. Once out, she dropped to his knees and began to give him a blowjob. As if rehearsed, his hands grasped the back of her wet head and pulled her towards him. He seemed determined to choke her with his thick rod. She didn't miss a beat, moving her head in and out of his lap, taking of much of his cock as she could. His head dropped as he neared his limits; he was about to cum.
Again, she took control, and released his staff from her lips grasp. He stood up and took her young lover by the hand and headed toward the door.
Oh shit, I'm supposed to be passed out!
I jumped in the bed after stripping of my already loosened shorts, I can hear then in the other room walking this way. As they enter the darkened room, I pretend to be asleep. I can hear her reassure him that everything will be ok.
She leaves him at the door to our room and approaches me. She gives me a gentle nudge and asks if I'm awake. I try to play it off, but as I act like I'm groggy, she clamps down on my shaft of steel and knows that I've been watching instead of sleeping.
She said that since I seem ok with what already happened outside, she wanted to make sure it was completely ok to continue on and she wanted me involved. I reassured her that I was fine and would be more than happy to oblige her with whatever she wanted to do.
With that, she pulled the sheets all the way off the bed and got on top of me. She reached between her legs and guided my cock into her soft folds. Her thighs were slick with her wetness all the way to her knees.
She pushed herself back onto my cock with one hard jolt, and continued to ride me with a wonton abandoned. I grab her hips to slow her down, asking her if having a naked man watch her as she has sex with me is her true fantasy. She answered abruptly no.
Continuing the rocking motion of her hips, she looked over her shoulder to her young playmate and told him to come to the edge of the bed. With a boyish hesitation, he did as she commanded. Stopping where her hips were positioned, she reached back and grabbed his granite cock and pulled him into position in front of her face. My face too, strangely. She released his shaft and took control of him by his ass cheek. She pulled his ass towards her face, thus forcing his throbbing member into her mouth. I had a view of this as it was occurring merely inches in from my view. It was the hottest thing I've ever scene.
With her in complete control of him and his cock, she took him deeper into her mouth. His balls slapped off of my cheek in a sinister rhythm. It didn't matter though, this was for her, so I wasn't going to let anything stop her fun, not even another mans balls bouncing off of my cheek. He was getting close to cumming, as was I.
She pushed him back away from her and stopped her assault on my dick. She then told him to get behind her and take her ass. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever expect to hear her make that demand. Obediently, he did as she wished. My wife just stared into my eyes as he moved into position, straddling the both of us. Nothing compared to the gaze we were sharing.
As he moved forward, I felt his cock brush mine as he took aim. She reached around a placed a ton of her woman's lube at the point of entry. Watching her eyes and sensing his manhood's pressure, I felt him push forward to enter her. Her eyes clinched close instantly, then reopened wide. The shot of pleasure caused her to mouth to open wide, gasping for a breath. She relaxed herself and he entered her fully. My crotch was covered with her own lubrication.
Slowly and methodically, she began to rock her hips back and forth. I could feel his shaft against mine, separated only ever so slightly by her thin interior walls. I watched her face grimace; I could tell she was only seconds away from a powerful orgasm. I began to thrust my dick into her pussy as quickly and firmly as I could.
She came so loudly I thought the young lads' parents heard it next door. Her movements caused him to loose control as well, pumping her full of his cum. Seeing the expression of pleasure on her face caused me to fill her front cavern with cum, as it was just too much to bear.
After things subsided, we both thanked him for being such a good sport with us. We asked him not to let this get out into public knowledge, and we would in turn ask him for help around the house on occasion. I gave us a sheepish look and a smile and told use he looked forward to it.
After his departure, my wife and I shared little words, only dozing off to sleep as we smiled at each other. I gentle stroked her face with the back of my hand. Nothing could beat the wordless moment, as the trust between each other had been proven.
....To Be Continued....
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