Continued from One Fine Hot Summer
It had been just over a week since Alex let John cum all over Summer's face while he had taken pictures. They hadn't yet given him a repeat performance, but Alex noticed that both John and Summer were a lot more comfortable around each other. John, who they'd only ever seen in long-sleeved shirts and trousers previously, now wore shorts and vest tops more, Summer teasing him by walking around in bikinis or underwear, sometimes even topless.
Alex was at work this afternoon, wondering what she was doing at home when Summer sent him a message with smiley faces on it. John was so comfortable now he'd resorted back to naked sunbathing which he'd done a lot of before the youngsters had moved in.
"Tempted to join him in being naked outside, it's making me laugh seeing his cock twitch when he sees my tits bouncing as I walk," she'd written.
He laughed at the idea of her teasing him, knowing it was only teasing as he knew she wouldn't go too far without him being there.
"Hold fire a bit, I'll be back in thirty minutes," he typed.
Getting back from work he found them in the garden, John waving casually to him. He called Summer over, and they whispered to each other.
"He's making me frisky wandering around him with his cock pointing at me," Summer said quietly.
Alex whispered back, and then she giggled and ran into the house. Alex sat on a lounger by John when Summer returned, still topless with her bikini bottoms on but with a flushed look on her face. Standing in front of them, she asked John if he minded her sitting naked with him. John told her no, then sat open-mouthed as Summer turned her back, and peeled down her bottoms to reveal her 6" fat dildo fully inserted in her arse.
"Take some pictures Alex?" she asked now John's erection had sprung to life.
She knelt on all fours, arse pointing at John, and told him to cum over her fat arse. He didn't look at Alex for approval, knowing Summer called the shots and started stroking as he stared at her plugged arsehole. Summer reached underneath herself and rubbed at her clit.
"You know what would make for a great picture? John's cock nudging at your pussy," Alex instructed.
Summer paused, and John pointed his cock down and slid it along her wet labia. The very tip of his cock disappeared from sight as they both tried to keep still while Alex took photos. John started to rub his cock along Summer's pussy as he wanked, then suddenly he erupted, his cum shooting across her arse and back, stripe after stripe covering her buttocks. Alex took pictures of her splattered arse while she licked John's cock clean, and then Summer went to shower.
At about 8 pm that night John called them both downstairs.
"I'd bought you this before this afternoon," he laughed, handing Alex a box, "I thought it may come in handy if you take some more public shots."
Alex opened it and showed Summer that John had bought them a digital camera.
"It's got a really good zoom feature and a huge memory card so you can take lots of pictures or record videos on it for quite a few hours too," John continued.
"We can't accept this, it looks expensive," Summer said.
"It's worth it as you're making an old man very happy again," he smiled.
Summer hugged him tightly and Alex thanked him with a shake of his hand.
"Before you go, and linked to that, I was hoping to tag along with you for some public pictures if you don't mind. I have somewhere in mind but haven't been there for a while so I need to contact someone first to check things out," he said.
Alex looked at Summer and shrugged, they hadn't been out too much since moving in there, and the weather was getting a lot warmer now too. They told John okay, but he wouldn't give them any more details, except when pressed by Summer told her that he used to go there when he and Anna were a bit younger. He left them telling them he was going to have an early night, leaving them intrigued but excited.
"You don't mind him tagging along do you?" Summer asked.
"Of course not, I think he's seen enough of you over the last few weeks already that he won't see when we're out and about," Alex laughed.
The following day while Alex was at work, Summer was sitting in the garden reading a book when John came out to her. He was only wearing shorts and looked a little dismayed to see Summer wearing a dress and sitting in the shade. They chatted idly for a while until Alex returned, and then John told them he'd spoken to his friend Bill who told him it was still good and they could use his house as a base.
Alex asked where it was, John told him there was a forest with a walkway all around the edge, dog walkers and joggers used it mainly these days. Bill's house was right on the edge and he had a gate that gave them access without having to use a public car park there. Alex asked how they were getting there as it was a good hour's drive away. John walked over to the garage at the side of the house and showed them an old Mercedes Benz he had parked in there.
"Do you drive Alex?" he asked.
"I have a license but can't afford a car," Alex said.
"Well I don't drive this any more but my insurance should cover you driving it, we can take this?"
They agreed that he'd let Bill know they'd be over on the Sunday coming. Going up to their room Summer searched online for the place he'd described, and her heart fluttered a little. The path itself looked about two miles all around, but at differing points, footpaths were leading off towards housing estates. The thought of taking outdoor photos had excited her anyway, the thought of how many people might be about excited her even more.
Sunday came and they got in the car to travel over. Summer sat in the back with John, and once they'd started asked him about Bill.
"We grew up on the same street, went to school together and then worked together. At first, I felt a bit sorry for him, he got a lot of stick, don't forget this was the early 1970s. You'll understand why when you see him," John answered.
He paused and looked at Summer, then smiled.
"You remind me a lot of Anna, Bill will see it too," he said.
"Did he know her well then?" Summer asked. John laughed.
"Yeah, very well," he smiled, "I may as well tell you the full story. When we were young we were both chasing Anna, both trying to take her to dinner. Neither of us knew the other was or one of us would probably have stepped back so we didn't fall out," John replied.
"And despite Anna choosing you, Bill didn't mind?" Summer pressed.
"No, he was actually pleased for us, but I also knew how much she liked him too, it had been a difficult decision for her as she knew how close we were, she almost chose neither of us," he continued.
He looked through the windows and gave Alex a few directions to go.
"He sounds like a good close friend," Summer said, resting her hand on his thigh and smiling at him.
"Yes, it was Bill who first found this place, bought some land and built his house there. It was known back in those days as a place for illicit affairs, there were always cars parked up with either couples fucking in them, or walking into the forest away from prying eyes. It wasn't quite what you youngsters know as dogging though!" he laughed.
As the road looked to be curving around a corner John said to look for a metal gateway in the tall hedge, pulling up there was a speaker on the wall.
"Hi John and company, opening up for you," a gravelly voice said.
The gates swung open to reveal a long driveway with a house at the far end.
"Wow, this is some place," Alex said.
"Bill's parents left him quite a lot of money when they died, it paid for this place to be built from scratch. Despite how he might look now, Bill won't ever move out," John told him.
They pulled up by a double garage and the door opened automatically, Alex drove in with the garage doors closing behind them. The garage had a door leading into the house and as they got out of the car they were greeted by a sturdy-looking black man leaning on a walking stick. He was around the same height as John, with almost white hair contrasting against his dark chocolate weathered skin.
"Hey John, good to see you again buddy," Bill smiled.
They hugged and smiled, then Bill saw Summer.
"Oh my!" he said.
"Yes, she does look like her doesn't she?" John laughed.
"Tell me your name now sweet child or I'm going to be calling you Anna all day," he told her.
"I'm Summer, that's Alex. John said I look similar to his wife," she smiled.
"if I didn't know for sure she hadn't had any, I'd swear you'd be one of her children," Bill laughed.
He turned and walked slowly into a huge kitchen with various plates of sandwiches and pastries adorning a table. He explained he thought they may be hungry after the journey, and if they were doing the whole trek would need to fuel up too. They ate for a while, then Bill looked directly at Summer.
"Do you know what you're going to do over there? Flashing, full nudity, hoping to get caught perhaps?" he asked.
She turned and looked at John, who shrugged, and then she faced Bill again. She realised he'd told Bill exactly why they were visiting.
"A few photos, maybe a bit of video, probably going to improvise, make it up as we go along," she answered.
"Anna used to love it over there, hopefully, you'll like it as much we used to. Are you going with them, John? I'd love to join you but this leg is playing me up again," he winced as he said it.
