Jim and Heather recently moved into our neighborhood. They are a cute young couple in their mid-20's. Heather is a tall slender gal with short blond hair and a nice chest. Jim is probably 6' and very much in shape. They bought a waterfront home across the canal from us. Our community is just a short walk from the beach and many restaurants. We had introduced ourselves to them one day as they walked by our home on their way to the beach. They definitely fall into the "beautiful people" category.
On Saturday afternoon, Mary (my wife) and I were down at the local Beach watering hole. We had been there for a while when I noticed that Jim and Heather were there also. We had been drinking and socializing with our friends and neighbors and just having a good time. As Jim headed to the men's room, I hollered and waved at him. He came over to the table and we chatted for a few minutes. He mentioned that he was headed out of town on business for a few days and would be away the next weekend. I told him that if Heather got bored, she could come over and hang out with us the next weekend. His reply to that was "I'll send her over." Even though I was half loaded, I thought the way he said it just seemed a little odd. He didn't say, "I'll tell her" or "I let her know." He said "I'll send her over." Jim was off and we were back to our beers. Evidently, it must have seemed odd to Mary as after Jim left, she asked me what I thought he meant. I just shrugged my shoulders and no more was said.
The weekend ended and we went back to work on Monday. Mary and I always look forward to our weekends and Saturday couldn't get there soon enough. Since we were pretty much caught up with projects around the house, we decided to just lounge around our pool on Sat. We had spent a lot of money and time on our backyard and it was our oasis. We designed it so that the pool area took advantage of our waterfront lot. Around our Jacuzzi area we planted shrubs to make that area private. Since we live on a canal, everyone can see into each others backyards. While privacy can be an issue sometimes, everyone is pretty cool. Let's face it, it is pretty exciting to be sitting by your pool and see one of your neighbors in a small bikini or even topless.
Mary and I were lounging by the pool playing a little backgammon when all of a sudden I heard a knock on our side gate. I got up and went around and opened the gate. Heather was standing there in her bikini and wrap.
"I am sorry to drop in unexpected but Jim told me to come over and that you would be expecting me." she said with a timid smile
"He didn't say anything to us but you are welcome to hang out with us if you would like." I said taking a quick scan of her body.
She seemed a little uneasy but stepped through the gate and followed me to the pool.
Heather settled onto a lounger next to Mary. I went inside and returned with Margarita's for everyone. As we chit chatted, I couldn't help but notice Heather's body. Mary and I are in our late 30's and in good shape but Heather's body was incredible. Blond hair, long legs, and perky tits...what else does a man need. I was thinking what a lucky guy Jim was.
Heather's phone rang and when she answered it, I realized that it was Jim. At first, it just sounded like Jim was checking in with Heather. A couple of minutes into the conversation, Heather abruptly handed me her phone and told me that Jim wanted to speak to me.
"Hi Bill....I told you that I would send Heather over to spend Sat. with you two.....do you remember me saying that?" he said.
"Yes, but I didn't think you were serious", I said vaguely remembering our conversation at the bar.
"Heather has a note for you and Mary. Ask her for it and enjoy." Jim said and then the line went dead.
Mary asked me what he said and I repeated it. Mary looked quizzical but Heather looked nervous.
"Heather, do you have a note for us?" I asked.
Slowly, Heather reached into her bag, pulled out a note, and handed it to Mary. Mary opened it and read aloud the following:
"Dear Bill and Mary,
You both seem like great people and Heather and I would like to include you into a game we play. You see, I like to direct Heather to do things. While most people might not like to be told what to do, it is an extreme turn-on for Heather. Since I am out of town, we both thought it would be hot to include both of you in our games. Heather is at your disposal for the rest of the afternoon. Since this is new to you both, I have included some commands that Heather will like. Please open them in order and Heather will do the rest."
"Heather, is this for real?" Mary asked.
Heather looked down and slowly shook her head "yes." Her body language was very submissive.
The timing of Heather's arrival couldn't have been better. Lately, our sex life had really slowed down and we had been talking about what we could do to get back the excitement that we used to experience. We talked about going to a nude beach or maybe even to a swinger club but only to watch others. The reality was that though we talked about it, we hadn't taken any action.
"What do you think?" I asked Mary
"I am OK with it if you are." She replied.
Mary handed me a bunch of small folded up pieces of paper. Each had a number written on it.
I found the piece that had the number "1" written on it and read the following aloud "Heather....change into the new bathing suit I bought you....Jim."
"Can I use your bathroom to change?" Heather asked.
I nodded "yes" and pointed her to the pool bath door. She took her pool bag and went inside. A few minutes later, Heather came walking out with a towel wrapped around her. She went back to her lounger but kept the towel wrapped around her.
Somehow, I knew that was not what instruction "1" meant. Mary sensing the same thing said to Heather "let us see your new suit."
Heather paused for a moment and then removed the towel to review a tiny Wicked Weasel suit. It barely covered her tits and she kept her legs crossed so I couldn't see how tiny the bottom was.
Seeing Heather in the suit had an immediate impact on me as I started to get hard. Both Mary and I commented to Heather how great she looked in the suit. Heather seemed uncomfortable and a little embarrassed but she didn't try to cover herself.
With the latest twist, things had gotten a little quiet so I found the paper with number "2" written on it and handed it to Mary to read. It said "Heather....jump in the pool to cool off and then model the new suit for Bill and Mary."
Heather paused for a moment, got up off her lounge chair and jumped in the pool. She swam to the shallow end and walked out of the pool and towards us. Heather didn't look at us, just the ground. The suit was complete see through and I could see that her nipples were hard as little pebbles. I could also see that she was shaved down there.
