Hello folks. I can't wait to hear what you all think. Please go easy on me, this is just a story. Like many fables it may be rooted in reality and blown out of proportion so I hope you enjoy it.
It was the spring of 96' when we bought it. We had been looking for a house, but were weary about taking on a large mortgage. Our realtor had shown us several that were close to our price range, but just far enough out that we were hesitant. Finally she listed a duplex, at the end of a cul-de-sac. There was a driveway on each side and separate front steps. The owner side was a little larger and had an eat-in-kitchen, and a fireplace. We liked it, and knew that the rent we could take in would almost cover the mortgage which was very appealing. After years of renting we knew we could be good landlords. Needless to say we bought it.
We posted an ad and saw about a half dozen potential renters. People with more dogs than sense, a guy who asked how many cars he was allowed to have, a really peppy couple who tried to sell us catalogs. We were getting a little down. Then two fairly clean-cut young men came knocking.
"Hi, I know a lot of people are reluctant to rent to a couple of single guys, but we both work we're pretty neat and clean, our cars are new and don't leak anything, and we don't party. Really though I mean it." The first guy stammered. I invited them in.
"Hi." I said. "I'm Marc, this is my wife Tammy." They both said Hi. The duplex shared a large back deck, and we went into the other apartment through the back door. The downstairs was nothing but a kitchen with a counter dividing it from the small living room, and a bathroom beside the kitchen. They liked it and we offered it to them.
They moved in and we got along pretty well. They got home from work about an hour before me, and about a half hour after Tammy. As the weather got warmer and we began barbecuing we ate together a lot. Switching off on who cooked. Tammy who much like myself tends to be shy around new people began to get almost as comfortable around them as she was around me. Tammy is very hot. She's about five foot five, her tits are almost a D, but not quite at 38c, and she only wears thongs, size five, my Victoria's Secret card knows her sizes well. Anyway one Saturday she wanted to sunbathe, and they were home. She told me she was going to do it anyway. She trusted them and I trusted her, and they were friends so out she went in a skimpy bikini.
I helped her lotion up and she lay on her belly reading a trashy romance novel. Lunch was gaining on us and they came out to grill up some burgers. They asked me if I wanted one, as I mowed the lawn and I did, so did Tammy. I glanced up a few times and caught them eyeing her a little. She was facing away from them, and her bikini was a thong, so her ass was fully visible. Instead of being upset, I found myself a little horny and wicked proud to have a wife who although only a few years older than these guys at twenty-nine was drawing some really hot attention.
We ate together, my wife sitting up and getting more furtive glances, this time at the swell of her ample bosom. Her bikini had ridden up just a pinch and you could see the bottom edge of her left breast, this is one of those things that always 'does it' for me. After lunch my wife went back to sun bathing and I went back to the lawn. Rob and Wyatt sat out on the deck 'relaxing'
My wife and I talked about the incident for a while that night. She knew she had been drawing stares and it had actually made both of us very hot. We had tremendous sex and went to bed. As the summer progressed my wife did a lot of sun bathing.
