Marti had the next two days off. I had to work, so she took the time to tan. I assured her she was safe from prying eyes due to the angle of the deck and its height.
She was sensible and didn't try to overdo it, and each evening she showed me her progress.
I came home to find she and Mike had cooked burgers on the grill and with a salad fixed for each of us.
They were on the deck sitting at our round table, waiting on me. I threw my purse on the couch, took off my suit jacket, and walked out. Marti still had on her thong and was wearing one of Mike's tank tops she had cut off. Mike was in a pair of running shorts.
"Looks like you all used this sunny day to your advantage," I said as I sat down. Mike got up and went into the kitchen to get me a glass of wine.
Marti smiled and said in a low voice, "He loves my shaved pussy. He ate me forever!" She grasped my hand and said, "I like it too. It feels so sexy to know I'm bare down there. I may never wear panties again".
I laughed at her comments. When her tan deepens, she will be even happier.
Mike sat my wine down, and we all started eating. Out of the blue, I asked, Mike, I heard you dined on pussy the other night. Did you get any hair in your throat?"
"Ain't it the greatest?" he came back to me with a huge grin. Marti was as smooth as a minnow's dick'.
"What! That's a hell of a way to describe a beautiful pussy," I told him.
Marti laughed. Pulling her thong aside, she showed me how well the tanning was going. Her honesty and silliness got smiles all around. "I want to start using your tanning oil if it's OK."
"Sure, but its got no SPF in it at all. You'll burn in a heartbeat if you're not careful". I told her. "Maybe we can tan together soon."
We finished supper, and all participated in cleaning up. Once finished, I went up to change. I knew Mike would be getting ready to go to work in an hour or so I gave the two of them some time alone.
I was lying down when he came up to shower. Hearing the water flowing, I went down to talk to Marti.
I had put on a pair of short shorts and a thin blouse. I had left all the buttons open except for the last two. The freedom to get out of my bra felt great.
I stopped at the kitchen and got a rum and coke. I yelled into the den and asked Marti if she wanted the same. She accepted my offer.
She was sitting in the recliner facing the couch. I sat down opposite her. Marti asked how my day had gone. I surprised her by admitting I had intentionally rubbed my breasts across the arm of one of my male co-workers.
"You go, Mom." She said, showing approval. "Did he react?" she asked, anxious for my reply.
"Well, if you would call following me into the copy room, getting close enough to run his hand over my ass, yea, I'd say he reacted," I told her.
Marti was grinning. She asked, "Do you know him very well?"
"Yep, he's married, seems to be always checking out the women at the bank, and would love to score with me," I explained.
"Well?" she asked.
"He asked me to join him for a drink, but I said I had plans," I told her. "He'll ask again, probably tomorrow."
I told her I didn't want to get fired just yet. The bank manager was a bible thumper and would show me the door immediately. "I'll wear something I can remove in the ladies' room before meeting him at the bar. Maybe a camisole without a bra. "
"Oh, my Gawd," she said. "If seeing your boobs doesn't do the trick, the guy is gay." Hell, Marti was so excited you would think she was one seducing the guy. "What's his name?"
"James," I told her. " Nice looking, a couple of years younger than me. He has the reputation of going after anything in skirts".
"You go, woman," she said, showing approval. I wish I could be there."
"You're silly. If you were there, I wouldn't have a chance when he saw you." I said.
Mike came down and walked over to kiss Marti. But before be could lean in to do so, Marti announced: "Mom's going to get laid!"
Mike turned and looked at me with a smile. "Alight!" he said. "Take pictures if you get a chance." Announcing he had to run, he got his kiss and hurried out.
Marti continued how I should act, dress, and tease him before giving it up.
We went out on the deck and was watching the sunset. We both had refilled our drinks, and everything was perfect.
We were relaxing when the phone rang. I questioned who it might be. Getting up, I went into the den and answered. It was Kent.
"Hey, sexy has Mike left," He asked.
Yes, about 45 minutes ago," I answered.
He asked if I wanted him to come over. My mind went immediately to Marti being on the deck. Was it time to let her in on my young sex?
"I've got company, and they are staying over," I told him
Disappointed, he said he would call tomorrow night. I told him, 'that sounded good.'
Hoping I wouldn't be home that early, I let the subject fade away.
I started back to the deck when the phone rang again. Damn, Kent was persistent, if not frequent, I thought. I picked up the phone, intending to tell him not to call back.
"Hello," I said, preparing my speech s soon as I heard his voice.
"Hi, Sue," I heard. It was James!
"Well, hello," I responded.
