The light breeze flitted like a disembodied spirit along the beach. Raising small eddies of fine, white sand that stood in it's path, it rolled along the shore looking for something to do. There was very little to do; the beach was deserted. Out of sheer boredom, the breeze licked the tops of the small rippling waves that gently cascaded onto the sand turning the tops to white foam before continuing its lonely journey along the beach. A dog barked as it frolicked on the edge of the water and the breeze swept over the animal, teasing it and causing it to chase invisible shadows before the breeze decided to roll casually over the sand dunes and towards the beach front properties that stood behind. The first three properties appeared empty and deserted and the breeze, realising that there was no fun to be found here, gathered speed and moved along the row of palatial summer homes. But at the fourth house there was some activity and with a muster of strength, the light breeze gathered itself and swooped down towards the house.
Eric and Rachel Thompson had been sunbathing by their private pool. Actually it was Rachel who had been sunbathing, Eric, having got a little bored, had decided to try and assist the two workmen who were still attempting to finish off the building work that had been in progress for the last three days. If truth be told, they would probably have finished a lot earlier but for two things. Firstly the unwanted assistance from Eric and, secondly, the most attractive sight of Rachel sunbathing in a revealing one-piece orange swim-suite.
"Damn! Where did that wind come from?" Rachel asked her husband as she felt the cooling breeze flit up and down her scantily clad body, "it's getting quite cool out here now."
"Well, I've done about all I can today," Eric replied with an exhausted sigh, "let's go inside and let Jim and Mike finish up here, shall we?"
Rachel smiled as she rose from her sun bed. She knew that Eric liked to help but she wondered if he had realised that one of the main reasons that Jim and Mike Hunter hadn't yet finished the work was that they could hardly keep their eyes off her body. Not that she minded. Not at all. Rachel had always been a flirt and loved to show off her trim figure and large breasts. It seemed that every time she had looked up over the last few days Jim and Mike had been ogling her; virtually undressing her with their eyes. Rachel had enjoyed the attention that was being lavished on her and had felt her nipples stiffen and a warm damp patch develop in the crotch of her swim-suite on more than one occasion.
Eric's arm encircled his young wife's waist protectively as he led her into the large house. He could almost feel the two workmen's eyes burning into Rachel's back as they walked. He knew how they both lusted after her and he smiled when he thought of their young cocks straining to get at her. Eric didn't mind in the slightest that his wife had been flirting shamelessly with the men, he loved to see their reactions when she stretched out in the sun, her tight swim-suite accentuating every womanly curve in her body. He also knew that it turned her on tremendously as she teased her small audience; he had seen the points of her nipples as they hardened under the clinging material and had felt his own cock throb and tense when he noticed her love juices staining the costume.
Rachel flopped down onto the sofa while her husband fetched two tall glasses of iced tea from the kitchen. Her body was tingling and she wasn't sure if the goose-flesh that had risen from her skin was due to the cool breeze that had suddenly popped up, or if the thought of the two young workmen staring at her tits had anything to do with it. Either way, she was feeling very horny!
"You look tired, darling,"she said as her husband re-entered the room with the refreshments.
Eric sat down next to her and they both took a deep swallow of the cool liquid.
"I'm okay, just aching a little. I'm not as young as those two studs out there!"
Rachel put down her glass and looked her husband directly in the eyes. Eric had seen this look before and knew immediately that Rachel was in an excited state. He tensed as he felt her hand fall in his lap and gently squeeze his erection.
"Hey! Wait a minute, honey. The guys are still outside!"
Rachel smiled back up at him. Eric knew his wife well and also knew that, when in this mood, there was little or nothing that would stop her.
"You don't like this?" she teased as she began to draw down the zipper on her husband's pants and slide her hand inside. "You want me to stop?"
Eric groaned and shook his head as his pretty, young wife dropped to her knees between his thighs and gently massaged his throbbing prick.
"You want me to kiss it for you, baby?" she cooed, still teasing.
Eric could hardly breathe. His eyes were tight shut and his mind was clouding. He nodded hi head vigorously and let out a deep sigh of satisfaction as he felt his wife's warm lips envelop the head of his pulsating cock.
"Oh God, honey that feels so good! But the guys...they might....ohhhhhh!!"
Eric's last reaction was caused by Rachel sliding his cock deep into the confines of her hot throat. Her head began to bob up and down and with her spare hand she managed to pull the swim-suite away from her breasts and freed both large orbs of flesh. She moved her husband's hand down towards the warm mounds and he cupped them gently.
"Pinch them for me, darling!" Rachel gasped as, for a brief moment she released her husbands cock from her mouth. "Don't be too gentle. Squeeze my nipples hard!"
Eric was only too please to be able to help. His fingers closed around the stiff, pebble-like buds and he pinched the flesh. He felt his wife moan deep in her throat causing a ripple of vibration to transfer from her wind-pipe to his tool. He squeezed again. The same effect but this time her throat contracted around his cock. Eric gasped again and looked down at Rachel's tits. The abused nipples were a deep red colour and seemed to throb with a life of their own.
And then suddenly, Rachel had stopped sucking and was sitting up next to her husband.
"Hey, don't stop on our account!"
In an instant, Eric's eyes were open and he was staring directly at the two workmen who were standing by the rear terrace door and grinning. It was obvious that both men sported huge erections that bulged obscenely in their pants.
Eric held his breath. He knew, deep down in his heart, that he had always wished for this to happen, but how would his wife react? Flashing and flirting were one thing, but faced with two young studs that looked like they meant business was another altogether! He looked up at his wife and realised that she was also smiling. Perhaps he was unnecessarily concerned!
"You two get a good eyeful?" Rachel suddenly asked. He laughing voice broke the silence.
Jim and Mike nodded simultaneously.
"Want to get a better view?" Eric joined in
Again, two nods of their heads. Eric chuckled and pulled Rachel up next to him. He cupped her large breasts in his hands as if presenting them for the workmen to see. He flicked his thumbs over her swollen nipples again and heard her sigh.
Both Jim and Mike stood in silence as their employer played with his wife's nipples. The lovely young woman had her eyes closed as the buds swelled further beneath his touch and every few moments she would let out a deep moan of satisfaction.
Mike nudged his work mate boyishly and indicated the lower half of Rachel's swim suite.
"Look, man," he whispered, "she's all hot and wet! I reckon we could be in with a chance here! You like to get a piece of that?"
Eric could see that both men were getting very excited. He wondered how far his wife would allow this situation to develop.
