(Part 3 - EDITED)
Author's Note: This is the third instalment in the Deep Dive series. I recommend that you start with Deep Dive Pt. 1, and then work forward chronologically. This is especially true if you want to find out who 'Margot' is. Part 3 deliberately starts off more slowly than the first two chapters, but hopefully you'll find it worth it by the end
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It was mid-September, but the weather was still unseasonably warm. There were no signs yet of autumn colour.
Kate and I had now been seeing each other for almost three months, and I'd started introducing her to some of my closer friends. This weekend, she was set to meet Ethan and Jenna, who I'd known for more than 20 years.
They were a long-term couple that owned a small, 'farm to table' bistro in Tofino, on Vancouver Island. After a hectic summer, they'd shut the business down for a month, and were taking a well-deserved break to travel and visit old friends. This weekend, they were staying with me at my house in the country.
They arrived on Friday afternoon, and settled straight in. They'd been to my home before, back when I was still married, and knew the place well.
Kate was due to arrive at mid-day on Saturday. I was looking forward to the four of us spending a beautiful fall weekend together.
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Just before 1 PM on Saturday, Kate arrived. I heard the front door open, and she walked in with her overnight bag.
"Heyyy," she sang out.
"Hey there," I called back, stepping into the front hall.
As usual, she looked fabulous. Deeply tanned after a summer of swimming half-naked in my pool, she was dressed simply: a casual silk dress cut low at the back, her hair pinned loosely above her neck. She smiled at me, her blue eyes sparkling. She looked tired, though.
"Everything OK?" I asked, concerned. She wasn't her normal bubbly self.
"A bit bagged," she admitted. "The film shoot last night was a bitch - we didn't wrap until after midnight."
Kate worked as a senior stylist at a top-end salon in the city. Her skills were always in demand, and she did a lot of fashion shows and film projects on the side.
"Grab a nap," I said. "The living room's cool and quiet. Why don't you kip down on the couch for awhile?"
"You sure?" Kate replied. "I mean, your guests are here, and..."
"Absolutely," I cut in. "You've still got the rest of the weekend. Come out to the pool, meet them, and then come back inside for a snooze. I'll keep them occupied."
Kate nodded, smiling gratefully, and dropped her bag in the hallway. She followed me outside to meet my friends.
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As we walked out on to the pool deck, Jenna and Ethan stood up eagerly to greet us.
"Kate - meet two of my favourite people. Jenna, Ethan - meet my
new
favourite person."
Kate smiled shyly.
"Hey!" they said in unison. They each gave Kate a big hug.
The three of them stepped back and looked at each other warmly. Kate had heard so much about them from me - and they about her. They already seemed like old friends.
Ethan, in his early '40's, was lean, athletic and quite good-looking. Outgoing and confident, he stood about 5'10", with thick black hair that was already beginning to display traces of salt-and-pepper gray. Apparently, he was considered quite a catch.
Jenna, in her late '30's, was almost his polar opposite. She was more reserved: quiet, and less impulsive. Easy on the eyes, she stood about 5'4", with mid-length auburn hair. She had a voluptuous body, with full breasts and hips, and a firm, flat belly. Her most remarkable attribute was her brilliant, moss green eyes. I'd been secretly attracted to Jenna for as long as I'd known her, but had never acted on my feelings.
Kate, as usual, looked smashing. Standing there barefoot in her sheer silk dress, she was the perfect picture of a late summer day. Her pert, firm breasts, thin waist, and small tight ass were all in perfect proportion. There was something about her that just
exuded
sex.
I watched her looking at Ethan and Jenna, quietly assessing them. As usual with Kate, it was hard to say exactly what going on behind those deep blue eyes.
"Drinks?" I asked, introductions now out of the way.
"Swim!" replied Kate. "And then a little nap, if that's OK?" she asked apologetically.
"Right," I said, remembering. "Kate's just come from a late night shoot. She could desperately use a lie-down." I looked at Kate. "So - a swim, and then a nap?"
"Mmmm," she responded, nodding. She looked at Jenna, and seemed to make a snap decision. "I'll just go change," she said, smiling faintly and giving me the subtlest of nods. She turned, and stepped lightly back toward the house.
I looked at Ethan and Jenna. Wordlessly, Ethan gave me the 'two thumbs-up' sign, and Jenna nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with approval.
"Join us?" I asked them as Kate walked away to the house.
"Absolutely!" Ethan replied, looking at Kate's bare back as she disappeared inside. Jenna nodded distractedly. She seemed totally focused on Kate as well.
They disappeared into the guest room to put on their bathing suits.
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Five minutes later, we were standing poolside with fresh glasses of cold white wine, waiting for Kate.
Ethan wore his customary loose black swimming trunks, and Jenna was in a fashionable - if not particularly revealing - two-piece bathing suit that almost matched the colour of her eyes. I was wearing khaki shorts - the ones I always swam in when we entertained what Kate referred to as our 'non-naked' guests.
Making small talk, we turned as we heard Kate approaching. She came around the corner of the house, and our conversation stopped dead.
She was wearing a skimpy, almost see-through beige bikini that perfectly matched the colour of her skin. From where we stood, it looked like she wasn't wearing anything at all. The suit literally left
nothing
to the imagination.
I heard Ethan and Jenna both inhale gently.
"Ready!" Kate sang out. Suddenly, she didn't look tired at all. Quite the opposite, in fact.
She walked past us, breasts bouncing slightly, her ass as firm and shapely as a fashion model.
Walking over to the deep end, she stopped, raised her arms almost sensuously in the air, and dove into the pool.
I looked back at Ethan. He stood, transfixed. Jenna too.
Interesting,
I thought.
A minute later, all four of us were in the water, lazily floating in the late summer heat.
Kate's wet bikini was a miracle of camouflage: it had simply vanished. Her firm nipples almost poked through the fabric. The thin wet material that (barely) covered her crotch clung closely to her cleft. Her pussy lips were clearly defined, and the dark shadow of her neatly trimmed bush was unmistakable.
Jesus,
I thought,
she might as well be naked
. Which, of course, was exactly the idea.
I looked over at Jenna and Ethan, studying them as they watched Kate float lazily on her back.
Jenna's nipples were clearly harder than they were two minutes ago.
The water isn't
that
cold
, I thought.
Ethan, looking oddly flustered, stood in the shallow end, slightly hunched over with his hands loosely positioned in front of his trunks. I was pretty sure I knew why.
Suddenly, I realized that this was
not
shaping up to be a run-of-the-mill weekend.
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Later, standing poolside, the four of us discussed our plans for the afternoon.
Kate was going to take advantage of the quiet living room and grab some badly needed sleep.
Jenna and Ethan planned to explore the gardens, and then take a walk in the forest.
I had chores to complete - firewood to finish stacking, and tools that needed putting away.
We all agreed to meet up again in a few hours.
Upstairs with Kate, we changed out of our wet suits. "
Sooo
tired," she sighed, as she put on a light, knee-length skirt and a tight spandex top. She headed downstairs to the living room. I heard her throw herself down on the couch with a deep, exhausted sigh.
I put on my work clothes and headed outside. Out in the garden, Jenna and Ethan looked at the late summer blooms before walking off into the woods.
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Forty minutes later, I was soaking with sweat. I finished stacking the firewood, and headed to the pool to cool off. Dropping my clothes on the deck, I dove into the shimmering water.
Not many more weeks of this
, I thought, sadly.
Fall is just around the corner.
Climbing out of the pool, I walked to the outdoor shower to wash off the stink of work. Standing under the rainfall showerhead, I soaped my body, enjoying the view and the privacy. Kate still slumbering on the couch... Ethan and Jenna still out wandering in the woods... it felt good to have a few minutes alone.
As I washed, I thought again of the bikini that Kate had been wearing, and how wonderfully 'in your face' it had been. And then I thought of Ethan and Jenna's reaction.
They definitely seem to be getting off on Kate,
I thought.
My mind drifted further back - to July - when Kate had brought her close friend Dana for a visit. I remembered their half-naked bodies splashing in the pool...
My cock began to stiffen.
I looked quickly around. Satisfied that I was alone, I reached down, generously soaped myself, and slowly started stroking my slippery shaft, picturing Dana on her knees behind Kate, the strap-on slowly thrusting in and out of Kate's cunt. My stroking accelerated, and I could feel cum stirring in my balls.
Ummm
. I closed my eyes and rapidly jacked myself in the afternoon sun.
Now on the edge of release, I could feel a spasm move like lightening up my cock. I spurted, dripping thick, white drops of semen onto the shower deck.
Ahhh
, I thought,
this is heaven...
My toes curled with pleasure.
And then I heard something that sounded like a gasp. Opening my eyes, I thought I saw Jenna disappearing quickly around the corner.
I froze, my hand still gripping my erect cock.
Oooops,
I thought, wondering just how much she'd seen.
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Stepping quietly through the house with a towel wrapped around my waist, I headed upstairs to dress. Kate was still sound asleep on the couch.
Walking past the kitchen, I could hear a whispered but urgent conversation taking place between Jenna and Ethan. I kept going, not wanting to run into them right now.
Hopefully, this will blow over
, I thought.
After all, I didn't
know
Jenna was there...
I walked into the kitchen a few minutes later. They were now standing out on the front deck. Ethan had his arms around Jenna, and she was looking up at him, smiling, her face flushed. They kissed passionately, and Ethan's hands ran tenderly down Jenna's ass, squeezing her shapely cheeks.
Good. They've moved on to other things.
Rummaging in the liquor cabinet, I realized we were getting low on wine.
Shit.
I was going to have to drive to the village store.
Grabbing my wallet and keys, I headed out the side door, calling, "Off to get more wine. Back in a bit!"
I walked to the truck, glad at this point to be putting some space between Jenna and myself.
They waved goodbye as I drove off down the driveway. In the rear view mirror, I saw them turn and head back towards to the pool deck.
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Thirty minutes later, I was back at the house, wine bottles in hand.
I walked into the kitchen, and found Kate standing there, looking distressed.
