When my hand lifted her dress, I didn't think about it. When I dropped to my knees to peel away her panties from the cleft to suck on the puffy lips, I didn't give it a thought. I suppose when we walked back together and I felt the night air dry her cum from a hastily cleaned chin and neck, it occurred to me what an asshole I was.
My wife was waiting at home. Her brother and Bel's husband waited for her. And yours truly had just finished eating his sister-in-law to two glorious orgasms -- out in the open -- oh yes, and interrupted by the local police. Maybe asshole was too mild.
Bel could barely look at me as she silently left me and went to join her husband. I stopped first at the bathroom to wash up still bothered my lust. So why was my reflection smiling back at me?
The next day was uneventful. We lounged by the pool, sipping coffee and soaking up the sun. We walked to the far end of San Francisco Beach and set up our towels close to the small thatched cantina that offered the only respite from the heat. We alternated between swimming, sitting out of the sun sipping beers and reading.
Outside of a few questions about the nightlife, there was very little probing, thankfully! Even in private I was spared the third degree that I was expecting from Jane. As a matter of fact, she was more anxious to talk to me about her brother's conversation.
It seems that he filled in details alluded to yesterday. He and Bel were having problems. They had stopped sleeping in the same room and hardly spent any time alone together, immersing themselves in the lives of their teenaged children. Jane made a sarcastic reference to their puritan ideas about sex but did not elaborate. I for one was not turning that corner into a discussion about their sexual habits. Though her lustful reaction last night left me knowing where the problem lay.
We returned for a mid-afternoon siesta. I chose the lounger on the terrace as the others drifted off to their rooms.
"Are you awake?"
I was surprised to see Bel seated beside my chair. We had hardly spoken and certainly had had no opportunity to delve into the previous night's adventure.
"I feel so bad about what happened. I don't like to feel like a cheater. I don't like sneaking..."
"I know," I interrupted.
"No you don't! But I do like feeling sexy and happy and wanted. God, this is so embarrassing."
The openness of the living space made me nervous. One door opening would be enough to give a clear view of the two of us. My instinct was to hold Bel.
"Let's go in the pool. More privacy..." She was up and walking down the short distance to the pool before I could launch into selling the idea.
Following her, I was mesmerized by her ass that jutted out like an offering to me. Covered by the yellow bikini bottoms, I noted how it strained and swayed provocatively as she walked down the steps and into the water. As she turned to face me, I was simultaneously aware of her hardened nipples and my own growing erection. I hugged her to me feeling those buds press into my chest and my aching balls grind into her pelvis.
If I was surprised at her words, her actions floored me. I felt her hands caress my shoulders, trail down my back ending up grasping my butt to pull me further into her. Our lips sought out one another's, as my own hands explored the swell of her buttocks.
Emboldened by being half-hidden by the chairs on the apron of the pool, I lifted her so that she straddled my waist, supporting her neck on the pool's edge. My lips snaked from her lips, to her neck and onto a nipple over the fabric of her bikini bra. All the while, my hands continued their assault on her ass, pulling her into my throbbing groin.
"Grab my neck."
She did as she was told letting me carry her still straddling my hips to the steps leading into the pool. Our position was now obscured by a shrub bordering the pool between it and the condo.
She moaned softly as I gently set her down so that her head again rested out of the water and her pelvis submerged just under the water's surface. Her bare breasts thrust up eagerly as I lifted each from its confining cup. As I kneeled to hungrily take each breast into my mouth, her legs again encircled me. Even the coolness of the water could not lessen the heat I felt as we ground into one another at the waist.
