We all went out in the back yard. Greg and I were talking as I managed the steaks and grill. The girls were sitting on the chairs. Heather asked how long before the steaks would be ready? I told her that I had just gotten the grill hot and was about to put them on, so to plan on eating in about 15 minutes. "That will work fine," Heather said, looking at Leanne. Leanne quickly got up and took off. I watched as Greg asked her where she was going. As she went past us, she just said she needed to run a quick errand for Heather, and that she would be back in ten minutes.
I started putting the steaks on the grill and I told Greg to go relax. Greg and I were both wearing our swimsuits, tee shirts and sandals. As Greg went over to the chairs, near Heather, I noticed my wife stand up and remove her shorts. I watched for Greg's reaction and got it. He could not take his eyes off of Heather. Heather was acting normal, but I knew she was starting her tease. She had her back to Greg and bent over to adjust her chair to a reclining position. Her knees were locked and she took extra time, giving Greg a good view of her ass, with the thong bikini pulling tightly up her crack. Heather then sat and leaned back to a reclining position. I could see that Greg kept looking, but would look away every time that Heather looked in his direction. He already had a bulge in his swim trunks.
Heather then began applying lotion to her legs, stomach and around her shoulders. With Greg looking on, Heather asked me to come and rub suntan lotion on her shoulders and back. I knew this was part of her plan. "I'm right in the middle of making sure I don't mess up the steaks, can you have Greg do it," I asked? Heather looked at Greg and smiled, handing him the lotion. "Scott's in the middle of something, would you mind giving me a hand," she asked? Greg was more than willing. As he stood, to move over to Heather, he had an obvious hard-on. Heather leaned forward, and Greg squeezed out lotion onto her shoulders.
I wondered if I would burn the steaks, while trying to watch. Greg began to rub the lotion into Heather's skin. He needed more and got too much this time. He was rubbing it in and told Heather that he had way too much. She just told him to keep rubbing it in, and was doing fine. He seemed hesitant to do very much and Heather had to coax him a bit. She moved off the chair and lay on a towel on the grass. She reached behind her and undid the tie string for her bikini top, dropping it to the sides. Her entire back and legs were bare for Greg and he was really getting into it. He did a good job rubbing the lotion all over Heather's shoulders and back, but was hesitant to get it on her sides. "Don't forget to get it on my sides, too," she said. He slowly moved his caressing and rubbing to include her sides and I could see him stealing close looks at the sides of Heather's tits. "Your hands feel as good as Scott's," she told him.
Greg was not saying much. I guessed he liked his task, but was a bit nervous. He seemed to stop, and Heather told him to keep going. "I got it all over your back and shoulders," he said. "Ya, but you might as well get my legs while I'm in this position," Heather was saying. He applied more lotion to the back of each thigh, and began rubbing it in.
I had just turned the steaks and told them that we would be ready in another seven or eight minutes. Greg continued to rub the lotion into Heather's skin. I could see that his touch was more of a light caress than actually trying to rub in some lotion. He was obviously getting turned on, and Heather was adding to it by moaning with his touch. It was fun to watch, as he was looking every few seconds at the French doors on the patio. He seemed to be on the lookout for Leanne, thinking he would get in trouble for what he was doing.
He continued his caressing on Heather's legs. His hands had traveled clear down to her feet and were now headed back up. As he moved his hands up to her thighs again, Heather spread her legs, but didn't say anything. He looked at me, almost like he was questioning what to do. I just smiled and nodded my head. He kind of smirked and shrugged his shoulders. I then saw him get more courage to caress the insides of Heather's thighs. Heather moaned. "That feels good." With that, she told him to make sure the lotion also got under the bikini thong. He looked at me again, and I just tilted my head, smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
He used one hand to gently lift the bikini up, while he ran his other hand around the small of her back and on her ass. As he caressed her soft cheeks, Heather let out another moan. He dipped his hand down between Heather's legs, and she shrieked out a high-pitched approval. He had to have made at least some contact with her pussy lips. I could see that he had a huge boner.
I watched as Heather turned her head back, looking at Greg. "Greg, while you're at it, check to see if my pussy is getting moist yet," she said coyly. Greg had a shocked look on his face, but he did as he was told. He gently rubbed his fingers through Heather's slit, making sure to push up inside her warm cunt. She arched her back, tilting her head back as he fingered gently. Heather let out some moaning and groaning gibberish, enjoying his fingers.
She then told Greg to pull his fingers out of her cunt. He did so, as she rolled onto her side, taking his moist hand in hers. She pushed his pussy-soaked hand up to his nose and told him to smell it. As he took in her aroma, his hand was shaking. Heather then pushed his fingers to his lips, telling him to lick himself clean. As he licked and savored the taste, she asked him if he liked it, to which he just nodded and mumbled, with his juice-soaked fingers in his mouth. He kept stealing glances of Heather's tits while she was on her side, facing him.
I could hear Leanne pulling up in their car, so I told them she was back, and that the steaks were ready. Greg was pretty quick to move away from Heather, and she repositioned her bikini top, and tied it. Just as Leanne was coming out through the French doors, Heather had her shorts back on. Greg was nervous, but Leanne made not comments. "You're just in time, the steaks are done," I told her. "Good," she said. Leanne had gone to get a bottle of wine to go with our steak dinner.
We sat and ate dinner, carrying on a normal conversation. Heather caught my eye, and smiled. She gave me a knowing wink, and I knew she was having a good time. We all had more than one glass of wine and we were experiencing a nice relaxed atmosphere. During dinner, I noticed that Greg kept looking at Heather. I couldn't help looking at Leanne, either.
We finished up and retreated to the hot tub deck, with our wine. I pulled my tee shirt off, and Greg followed, by doing likewise. The girls removed their shorts and we all kicked off the sandals. Lounging around, we made more conversation, but I could tell we needed to move our party to the next level.
I caught Heather's attention, smiled and nodded my head. She stood up, took another sip of her wine and stepped into the hot tub. "How's the water," I asked? "Perfect, come on in," she replied. Leanne said she would get in later, but wanted to work on her tan first, for a while. Greg got up to go get in the hot tub, and I said I would be the shortly, as I need to make sure the grill was off, etc. From the patio, I watched Greg ease his way into the hot water. He seemed nervous and kept looking at Leanne. When he sat down into the water, I noticed Heather slide over closer to him.
I was returning from the grill and I sat down next to Leanne. It was our first chance to talk for a few days, and I asked her how she was doing. She smiled and said things were going good, and she was silent for a moment as she looked into my eyes. :I wanted to thank you for what you've done," she said. "What have I done," I asked? "You know," she said smiling. "You basically blackmailed me into having sex with you, even though I loved it, and you also blackmailed me into seducing Heather."
"I ended up liking that too, and you had told me I would like it."
"You said I would thank you in a few days, and you were right."
As we made small talk, we both occasionally looked over to Heather and Greg. They seemed to be making conversation, as well. I told Leanne that I thought this evening would be a good time for Greg to fuck Heather. She smiled, reaching over to squeeze my arm. "I thought that's what you had figured for tonight. I asked her if she could see how nervous Greg seemed to be? She had noticed and thought it was fun, seeing him get teased a bit. I told her how Heather had made him rub suntan lotion all over her. She thought that would have been fun to watch. We talked about how Greg was getting turned on, and we agreed that tonight was going to be fun.
