Following our earlier encounter, I was anxious for our visit to Paul and Sarah's. Sure, I've seen them a few times across the street. I would wave, say good morning and such, and they would reply. Just being friendly neighbors. But I was hoping for much more when we visited their place.
I was counting down the days as the weekend approached. I couldn't wait to see them again. We arrived around 6 on a Friday evening after a long week of work. We had an invitation for dinner, but there was nothing cooking. Paul met us at the door. He was wearing his swim trunks and a t-shirt which showed off his muscular chest and arms. He invited us in and we sat in their living room. I handed him the bottle of wine that we had brought. He smiled and went to the kitchen to open it. When he returned, Sarah was at his side with 4 glasses of wine.
She looked incredible in her bikini. The thin triangles of her top barely did their job of covering her nipples and the bottom was so tight and thin I could make out the shape of her lips beneath it. She leaned way over to hand us our wine making sure my wife and I got a good long look at her breasts. Then she turned to join Paul on the other couch revealing that her bikini bottoms were a thong. I watched her ass as she took every step to the other couch.
We sat and drank the wine and talked about everything except sex, even though I couldn't stop thinking about getting her out of that bikini. Even as she talked, I just couldn't concentrate on anything but her.
Paul said that he was ready for a dip so we followed him out to the back of the house where the pool and hot tub are. He immediately dove into the water followed by the rest of us. After a quick dip we retreated to the hot tub and continued our wine.
With my wife under my right arm, Paul moved right next to my left and Sarah sat right on my lap. The only thing between my cock and Sarah's ass was the fabric of my swim shorts which my hardening cock was now pressing against. Sarah positioned herself to allow my tent to fit perfectly between her ass cheeks.
I turned to my wife and kissed her deeply. She began nibbling on my ear and neck. Paul began rubbing my chest and stomach while Sarah gyrated her hips against me. Sarah leaned back against me while rubbing her ass against my cock. She nibbled my ear and neck before standing and moving away from me to the other side of the tub. She removed her bikini top, exposing her wonderful breasts. Then, she reached down and removed her thong and tossed it to the side. Paul moved away from me and allowed Sarah to take his place on my left. Sarah reached across me and fondled my wife's breasts while she continued sucking on my neck.
I felt my wife's hands tugging at my shorts, so I reached down and ripped them off with her help. She removed her swimsuit as well and tossed it aside with mine. Sarah straddled my lap guiding my rigid cock into her hungry pussy.I put my head back and allowed my wife to straddle my face. I was lost in the fucking and licking when I heard the doorbell ring.
My wife and I sunk into the hot tub in an attempt to cover up since we had no idea where our clothes had gone. Sarah just sat in the tub like nothings going on, while Paul went to the door still in his shorts.
I could see through the house to the front door and watched as Paul opened the door. He quickly turned around with a couple pizza's in his hands. Paul brought them out to the patio and told Sarah that the pizza guy needed her signature since her name's on the card. She wrapped herself in a towel and went to the door after looking back with an evil smile.
She signed the receipt and "accidentally" dropped her towel while handing it back. She made no attempt to cover her beautiful body as she smiled out the door. I wish I could see his face.