Cloe and I went out back to their pool. Since the men were away, we were topless under our wrapping. In the water, her tight, wet, 34C dope would glisten whenever she dipped under water and she came back up. We did n't drown often, but mostly sat in the lounge chairs chatting and sharing a hurler of pina colada 's that she had worked up.

That day out of the wild blue yonder, she asked, `` Ever the fold wife ? '' This was after my assignation with her husband, my brother, and the escapade with a coworker, Jerome. I figured I could afford to be honest, since women do n't ask their friends interrogative sentence like that unless their own history is a bit colored. Peter and me had yet to own up to both our dalliances ; I told you about that in a previous story.

'' Well not exactly, '' I replied, trying to derogate my sins out of some sort of instinct I suppose. `` And you, Cloe, ever the faithful wife ? '' Would she admit she had cheated on my buddy ?

'' Ha, ha, '' she laughed coarsely. `` Not exactly, '' she mocked.

'' And how many not exactly 's have there been ? '' I was getting curious.

'' A few. ``

'' OK ? Go on ? ``

'' fountainhead Oliver travels so a lot, '' she started.

I opined, `` separate me about that job. ''

'' After work, '' she paused. `` At a bar. A guy from work. We lingered, chatting. I always liked him. ``

'' OK ? ``

'' He put his script on my leg under the board. Short skirt. My bare leg. It was electric and I did n't sweep his hand away. Of grade, it slid higher. So I turned to him, 'Maybe we should go somewhere ,'and he walked me to the parking lot. ``

'' I see where this is heading. ``

'' Well not lots happened in the parking lot. We kissed and his hired hand got under my bird and all. But I followed him rest home and spent the dark there. It shocked me how sluttish it was to fuck another man. ... And now you, my Edward D. White lily ? ``

'' Guy from work, too. After the Christmas company. prick was away. We made out by the balance way for a moment. He got his wife drunk and came by after she fell asleep at nursing home. Pretty cheeky do n't you believe. ``

'' Others ? ``

'' Yeah. Nothing special. '' Like fucking my own chum was nothing especial ? ! ? ! `` Pickups. ''

Redirecting the subject, `` A few you said ? '' She described two or three more tryst. I noticed a wet spot in her bikini bottom and wondered if mine revealed my own reaction.

Suddenly, I heard the gate latch rattle and a iniquity haired youth man, really a boy, clad only in shorts and sandals, came into the enclosure. `` It 's the pool guy, '' Cloe offered. I pulled my wrap closed over my otherwise bleak breasts and tied the sash tighter. Cloe made no similar move toward modesty.

'' Hi Alexus, this is Pat, my sister-in-law. ``

'' howdy, mam, pleased to meet you. ``

'' Me too Alexus, '' such a Young boy.

Cloe offered, `` You should get to know each former, '' as she reached under her wrap, clasped her breast, and directed Alexus toward me with a nod. We both got the message, but of course of action, I was shocked. Had she been fooling around with this young boy ?

The boy came closemouthed, unsure of himself. Cloe rolled off her lounge death chair and stood over me. She pulled opened my wrap and said, `` She 's beautiful, do n't you think ? '' He nodded nervously. `` Help me with her Bikini. ''

I should feature put a hitch to this right wing then, but I was already aroused from our conversations and well, it was n't going to be the first time I ever fooled around after I married. I arched my back enough to let the derriere slide off my pelvis. Cloe hang over and wrapped her rim around my now bared tit - I had n't figured her for epicene and I was n't for certain if this told me she was.

My bikini landed on the deck of cards and Alexus slid out of his short circuit. He was a beautiful specimen ! I found myself admiring his swelling rooster. I spread my knee to give up his fingers to playact between my legs. Cloe lowered the book binding of my lounge chair and Alexus climbed over me. He pushed two fingers into my vagina, toyed with my clit with his thumb. and began sucking on my tits one by one. I held his cock in my handwriting and tried to rub it as Charles Herbert Best I could with his free weight on me.

When we were both set up, he pulled his hand away and I let him take handgrip of his own cock. Though he had a lot to check about pleasing a woman, it felt good when he pushed it into my opening. His thrusts were right and vernal. Cloe had spit on her fingers and was playing in my asshole. I found Cloe 's pussy and found her slippery love hole welcoming to my own fingers. A wave of orgasm swept over my torso all the way down to my toes before the boy was capable to eat up.

detection that I was already satisfied, Alexus pulled out and moved over to Cloe. In that way, I suppose he showed more intimate education than I had figured. Cloe was already naked, and all he had to do was push open her legs and enter her. Their intercourse was vivid and passionate. I could tell from her locution that this was far from the first time for those two. When he pulled out, there were white blobs of his cum on her kitty hair, and More drooled out of her opening move. It was actually not that often that I 've seen that, so I 'll include I was fascinated.

Alexus pulled on his shorts and got back to his job of vacuuming the bottom of the pool. Cloe and I slid naked into the hot tub department of the pond. `` How old is he, Cloe ? '' I asked.

'' Well he seems to own a driver 's license. '' I supposed that was good enough in this land. But I 'd never cheated with individual who could n't buy a drink at a bar. `` He told me I was the first one. ... And second and one-third, hehe. ``

Cloe sat on a heights shoes in the bubbling tub and started playing with her boobs in a way that the boy would notice. I was just sitting there, but my boobs were also out of the water. Alexus started to pay attention. `` Are n't you glad you got to do it her ? '' Cloe asked, `` Do n't you want to know her some more ? ''

I looked at her slightly amazed and aghast, but not unwilling. The boy slid his trunks off again, revealing that his peter was already at entire staff. He slipped into the hot pee, took a deep breath as he got used to the temperature and waded across to me. He ducked under the bubbles and soon I felt his natural language lapping between my puss lips. I did n't think he knew that trick.

When he was out of oxygen, he popped out of the piping water holding his spear. He moved close between my branch. I guess a girl 's lubrication still works pretty well under weewee because his cock found its way mystifying into my love canal. It was round two for him, so I actually had two orgasms before I was pretty sure he was cumming inside me. Cloe had been sitting across from me on the edge of the tub digit fucking herself. Seeing that certainly helped my own climaxes arrive. I pushed myself up onto the edge of the deck. Despite the rinsing core of the swirling piss, white blobs of manly beloved were leaking out of my vagina.

Alexus managed to hump Cloe as she sat on the edge of the tub. I could n't help playing between my pegleg as I, in turn, watched those two.

Then Alexus climbed out of the piss, pulled his shorts back on and left. Cloe and I dropped back in the water and used our fingers to rinse out any evidence of our marital perfidy.

We were dressed, sipping red vino at their bar when our husband returned. I dipped my finger into the wine and wrote a red A on the countertop before I wiped it away with my napkin. Cloe smiled .