Damian Saunders' estate house was like something you would see on a television show, not a real place. His home was gigantic and magnificent. The granite chipped driveway went on for what felt like miles. For the house it was equally impressive, white marble pillars and lintels were everywhere. All over powering when we pulled up, having rode with Abel in one of the private cars Damian sent for us. Everywhere you looked there were workers dressed in black suits with crisp white shirts. There was even one to help us out of the car and then a valet to take his car to the parking area. After getting our names and checking our IDs, we were led to the back, behind a twelve foot wooden fence, where there was the site for a "party".
The pool area was magnificent, bigger than our whole apartment and then some, with perfectly clear water, reflecting the blue of the sky. There was a large diving board at the deepest end, which seemed to go down a good twelve or twenty feet, and below was an over the top mosaic of a tropical bird on the floor. There was even a waterfall looking waterslide built in, the outside of it covered in beautiful stones that went with the rest of the details of the massive pool. Music bumped from a big speaker system out of view, vibrating me from the inside out at first.
To my surprise, and to be brutally honest, excitement, the only other guest here seemed to be Emilia. Who was laid out on her front on a cushioned lounge chair, sunning her back and her perfect round, and I have to say stunning nude ass. She looked like an angel laying there with her hair up in a messy bun atop her head. My eyes were focused on her smooth, silky looking skin, and the delightful curve of her lower back up the ski jump to her fantastic ass.
"Glad to see you could make it." A voice bellowed near me, changing my focus, and I knew who it was. Peering over I had to look up to see Damian, all six two of him and dressed in only a white robe that stopped well above the man's knee. I was shocked not to get a peak of his cock. I practically willed him to flash me, I wanted to see it. He was all around a stunning man. Thick blond hair with slight graying here and there, a rock hard chest and sturdy body, along with an award winning, blinding smile. Damian stood so confidently in front of us, reaching out and taking the dainty hand of my lover to pull her in for a gentle kiss on the lips. "Already hankering for a smoke I see," he grumbled upon noticing the unlit cigarette between her well manicured fingers.
"You don't really expect us to swim nude, do you?" She asked softly, the white strap of her bikini showing because of the wide neck of her shirt. Livia had not been a big fan of the whole idea so she had put on a sexy bikini she had in the back of the dresser, one she had worn out swimming with me a few times.
Damian smirked and came in close to her, his powerful aftershave filling the space between us as he slipped his thick finger under the strap and pulling it back so it would snap against her shoulder. "Do you find I'm the type to say things I do not mean, Livia? Plus, you will probably only ruin any bathing suit you wear anyway" He forcefully stated. I felt a little possessive of her as she blushed and looked away from him. I felt my blood beginning to boil until it lowered to a simmer when I noticed a little smile on her face. She was enjoying it. That must have been how he spoke to her a lot of the time. I could see why she might find it exciting. Damian had this powerful aura about him, one that was impossible to ignore.
"No, you don't. And I would not!" Liv answered with a blush on her cheeks, looking back up to him and earning herself a kind smile from the man.
"Good girl. Let's get you undressed then." He said as he pointed his fingers to the buttons to her blouse, giving my lover an expectant hurried look before she began pulling the hem of her shirt up, showing off and revealing the barely there white bikini top that clashed with her sun kissed skin. The sight of her skin was too much for Damian as he reached over and with a practiced flick unhooked the back hooks with one hand, all of us watching as her breasts flopped and jiggled down heavily, her bikini was now doing nothing to support her now that the tension was gone.
Damian oozing self confidence helped her slide the rest of the small fabric off, wadding it up and putting it in his deep dressing gown pocket while handing me the shirt. Seemed I was the one to keep up with the outer layer as he did the same with her shorts, his eyes dancing on the sight of her bottoms. Fresh and white, almost virgin. Not a mark on them. Looking intently into his highs, she smiled as she teasingly slowly pulled the string on the side of her bottoms so that it gently undid. With a wiggle they then slid down her thighs. She then stepped out easily and bent down teasingly as she picked them up, then standing straight with a smile she placed the tiny piece of warm fabric in the man's large palm. There she stood, large tits now uncovered and pale brown nipples erect and on display. Perfectly pinchable, which Abel's arms outstretched of course took the chance to do, and getting both nipples at the same time.
"You look hot as fuck, babe. Don't need the bikini." He informed with a smirk on his lips as he let her nips slip out of his fingers. Livia pouted and pulled away from him with a dramatic huff.
"I just thought we would be swimming and mingling tonight." She said, mostly directing that to Damian before she turned, lit her cigarette, and walked off, leaving a cloud of smoke in the air. Her perfect but potentially slightly bruised ass swaying and bouncing with every step as she went to sit on the lounge chair beside Emilia. The pair of them sitting together, nude was enough to have my cock coming to life. The two were beautiful together. Emilia had lighter skin with a couple moles on the backs of her shoulders and a tattoo at the bottom of her back. A "tramp stamp" some would call it, but I found the bunch of colorful flowers right above her ass to be simply perfection.
"You guys too. No clothes." Damian laughed playfully, reaching over and pulling at the tank top I had on. I chuckled slightly and with only one smooth movement, I took my tank top off and with him staring began working out of my swim trunks. I was left with nothing but my half hard cock showing off against my soft belly. Abel was next and as he got undressed there was a worker beside us that gathered up me and Liv's clothes before taking his as well. There was a flurry of activity and a gentleman dressed in black appeared to pass us a couple robes, mine pretty much swallowing me whole.
With that, we were led out to the pool area with the girls. I came to sit down beside Liv, feeling it was the best spot with the best view. Emilia was laid out in front of me, her perfect, plump ass just out there to be grabbed and played with. Predictably I stood there and watched, of course something Abel did not pass up. He had a handful of her cheek, shaking it playfully. "Move so I can sit down, honey," The girl rolled those sky blue eyes, but sat up, pulling her ass away from him and now out of sight so he could sit down next to her.
Damian took the spot on the other side of Liv, wrapping his muscular arm around her slim waist and pulling her with a sigh closer into him, just so he could kiss her slender neck gently. "I've missed you." He whispered gently into her ear as his fingers gently took her half smoked cigarette from between hers and tossed it to the ground where he in no uncertain terms stomped it out with the bottom of his designer slide. This earned a small pout, but no complaint from my lover. Seems she knew better than that around him. Had it been me that did such a thing, there would be hell to pay. We would not have spoken for a week. It was interesting to see how different her dynamic was with the other men in our lives now. Taking in his physique I wondered if Damian wanted to be a part of my life though. He seemed pretty zeroed in on Livia. Not even looking at me.
