Note: This story references most other Hellie stories. Also, in this story, Hellie fucks a cop. This is a fantasy, devoid of STDs and real world problems. In real life, I don't advise giving pussy to cops.
Hellie and Barry, the coworker Hellie was occasionally dating, drove together to Karen's July 4th pool party. It was at Karen's family, the Noble's house.
Hellie had worn a t-shirt and jeans over her bikini, much to Barry's dismay, and was teasing him.
"C'mon," Barry said. "Let me see your suit."
"Not til we get to the party."
"That's not fair."
"Of course it's fair! You still have your shirt on."
"Baby I'll take it off, I'll do whatever you want."
"You're going to see it, Barry." Hellie reached over to reassuringly rub his cock.
Barry groaned. "Don't start with that."
"I promise, I'll show you before anybody else sees it," Hellie giggled. She continued to rub his dick through his trunks.
"Lord," Barry muttered.
When they got to the party, Karen Noble greeted them...along with her boyfriend.
Michael.
Hellie gaped and Michael stuttered as they shook hands. Hellie could only grin as she said "Nice to meet you."
She and Michael had met at Karen's last party. He'd told her he loved her tits and fucked her pussy raw in the Nobles' master bedroom. He'd told her he had a girlfriend, but that she wasn't at the party.
"You too," said Michael, who immediately started to look a little sweaty.
"Is there a room where I can change?" Hellie asked innocently.
"Go ahead," Karen said. "Any room upstairs."
"I can show you," Michael said, beginning to head toward the stairs.
"C'mon Mike, let's go back out to the pool. They'll find it." Karen took Michael's hand as she gave Hellie and Barry a conspiratorial smile, and Hellie felt horribly guilty for fucking her boyfriend.
Well, Hellie thought, I didn't know. And I won't do it again.
"Come on," she said to Barry. She took his hand and led him up the stairs, and found herself again in the same bedroom she'd been in at the previous party.
Barry closed the door. "Will you let me see it now?"
Hellie nodded and grinned, and the two kissed as she undid her jeans. She dropped her pants to the floor and pulled her t-shirt off.
Barry groaned. "Oh fuck yes."
Hellie wore a simple bikini, blue and white plaid much like Dorothy's dress in the Wizard of Oz. It was small and tight, and her big round tits looked extra perky and extra bouncy. As she moved, it was impossible for Barry not to imagine how they'd bounce if she were riding his dick.
The bottoms had thin ties but mostly covered her pussy and ass, which were hairless for the occasion.
"Uh oh Barry." Hellie nodded to Barry's hard-on in his swim trunks.
Barry took off his shirt, revealing a tattoo on his left pec of what might have been at one point a peace sign. It was only slightly less shitty than the one on his forearm, and Hellie adored him for it. His abs didn't hurt, either.
Hellie got down on the floor. "Let me help you with that."
Barry was about to protest but, even on the floor, he could see how her titties jiggled and bounced as she moved. He realized they were about to go swimming, and he'd soon see them wet. He gasped as she began to suck his hard dick, and he came quickly, watching her pretty face and tits.
Hellie smiled up at him naughtily as she swallowed his cum.
"Girl," said Barry. "Is that thing going to be see-through once it's wet?" He touched Hellie's tits as she stood up. "This bikini practically feels like paper!"
Hellie giggled. "Boys are so dramatic! C'mon, let's go in the pool."
After a detour at the snack table, they went out to the pool. Hellie and Barry chatted with coworkers, holding hands, not hiding that they were together. Barry already knew Hellie fucked other people and said it didn't bother him; Hellie assumed he probably would fuck other women here and there too. But when they were together, they had a lot of fun.
He hugged her from behind as they stood in the shallow end, and then one of the guys challenged Barry to a cannonball contest.
"What are you guys, like five?" Kevin called.
"Sounds like your skinny ass can't cannonball for shit," Barry yelled. The guys got out of the pool, and Karen ran to judge the contest.
That's when Hellie felt a hand on her ass. She turned.
"Hey." It was Michael.
She frowned at him. "Don't touch me."
"Hey, Hellie--"
"I have to go watch my boyfriend jump into your girlfriend's pool, Michael."
"Hey." He gently grabbed the strap of her bikini bottom. Hellie froze, but not for long. She didn't care about being naked. "Wait," he said softly. "I'm sorry. But I did tell you I had a girlfriend, and you were still just as eager to fuck me."
"You didn't tell me it was KAREN. You said you're girlfriend wasn't there! You said she wouldn't fuck you or whatever bullshit."
"It wasn't bullshit, and um, technically..."
Hellie shook her head. "It was fun, but it was a one-time thing." She turned, sidestepping his grip, and climbed out of the pool. Thinking of the last time she was at Karen's party, she looked around.
Because she hadn't only fucked Karen's boyfriend.
She'd also fucked Karen's dad, Mr. Noble. And then she'd fucked him again, another day in the work parking lot.
But he didn't seem to be here. She hadn't seen him in the house or around the pool.
Barry's cannonball won, of course, and Hellie kissed him hard while their coworkers cheered.
"You two are not a couple I would have predicted," Karen admitted. "But I really like it, you're so good together."
"Aw thanks Karen." Barry put an arm around Hellie. He gave Kevin a dirty look for checking out Hellie's tits, but Kevin continued, unabashed.
As Karen walked away from them, Kevin came closer.
"Didn't know you liked whores, Barry," he said.
