When I sat down, I wondered if she was alone or not. She was older, dressed up for a Sunday afternoon at a brewery, and sipping a glass of wine. A little out of place, but she exuded confidence. I was just one seat away and could smell her perfume -- and was surprised by the effect it had on me. As she finished her wine and I got my first beer, we began to talk a little. Normal pleasantries and small talk, slowly becoming a bit more involved as I moved onto my third beer. Next thing I knew, "Jess" offered to head to her house for a nightcap.
We were greeted at the door by her housekeeper, a younger woman in her thirties, and she told her "Lay out some bathing suit options for our guest in the pool house, I think it's a good night for the hot tub." The housekeeper walked off and she lead me to the bar for a drink. She handed me a bourbon and said "Brit will be back up to show you to the pool house in a minute, enjoy your bourbon and we'll meet you in the hot tub." as she walked up to her room to change. Shortly, Brit came up to get me wearing a tight sheer bikini and heels. She grabbed my hand and lead me to the pool house door.
"I left some choices for you on the bed. See ya in the tub!" she said as she pointed to hot tub on the other side of the deck. I admired her body as she walked away, and thought I caught a glint of a buttplug between her cheeks. I walked into the pool house, not quite sure what I had gotten myself into when I saw the bathing suits: All three were women's bikini bottoms, two of them thongs. I hesitated for a moment, but thought of how good Brit looked in her suit and decided I'd see how things played out. I picked one of the thongs with the most coverage in front, and pulled it on. It was sheer and left very little to imagination, especially since I was starting to think about where the evening was headed. This was made worse as I walked out and could feel the silky material rub on me as I walked to the hot tub and slipped in.
"My, my - what a cute little outfit you chose," said Jess; "I guess since you're topless, we should be too." And they both removed their tops even as they remained under water. Jess slid next to me, and, while rubbing her breasts next to my chest, reach over and began running her fingers on the front of my suit. I was hard instantly, but when I reached for her she pushed my hand back and said "Just sit and enjoy your bourbon." By this time, Brit slid over to my other side and began to rub her hand along my legs as well.
I tried to maintain focus with these two women fawning over me, and my reverie was broken by Jess asking "I wonder if we could see that wonderful butt of yours -- can you turn around and show it to us?" I stood up and turned around in the tub, and Jess reached a hand up on my back encouraging me to bend over. While she continued to play with the front of my suit, Brit ran a finger up and down the back of the thong (lingering a little at my hole each time). They slowly pushed my legs apart, as Brit kept tonguing and fingering my bottom. After pulling on the thong a little, she slid it aside and pushed in a small jeweled buttplug. I almost came, but Jess was pulling me back into the hot tub.
As I sat back down, Jess stood up, slid the front of her thong aside, and pulled my mouth into her pussy. Soon I had my hands on both of her cheeks as I was tonguing away and didn't notice that Brit had left the hot tub to tend to something else. Soon, Jess was coming into my mouth, and I was covered with her juices. She stepped back and then out of the hot tub, and told me to head to the pool house to clean up. They will be there shortly. I watched her walk away as I got out of the tub, and did as she asked.