* Note to readers: This is the sequel to âSurprising Visitâ and will probably conclude the Sean and Paula series, unless I get some new ideas, or she surprises me yet again. (oops, did I say that?) Hope you enjoy it, and feel free to vote.
After our fourth invitation to Ron and Lauraâs house and extensive lobbying, Paula finally accepted. Ron had been raving extensively at work about how relaxing his new hot tub was and I think that and Laura's urging helped to convince Paula to go. We hadnât been to Ron and Lauraâs house since the barbecue last summer that turned into a pretty exciting event. Perhaps the events that transpired that day discouraged Paula from wanting to go back over. Sensing that it would be hard to avoid some kind of a repeat after what we did with them, Paula had dragged her feet.
As usual, whenever I tried to talk to Paula about the issue, she avoided it. She wouldnât flat out refuse, but I could tell that she was uncomfortable about discussing it. About the closest I could get would be during lovemaking when I would say things like, âYou taste just like Laura,â or âSuck me like you did Don that time.â Paula's body would respond even if her vocabulary wouldn't.
So, I was pleasantly surprised when Paula finally agreed to go over to Ron and Lauraâs for an evening get-together. Maybe it was the phone call from Laura the other night that finally convinced her. As usual, she was even cryptic about that! Youâd think we were dealing with state secrets or something.
Paula was in the bath when I got home from work and I teased her about 'sharing' a shower with her, but she smoothly rebuffed me. She seemed to take forever, but I guess she wanted to make sure her legs and such were carefully shaved. I ran through next, but neednât have hurried, since Paula seemed to take another half-hour to fix her hair and makeup.
âCmon, itâll be dark in the hot tub, no one will appreciate your artworkâ, I groaned to her. She wouldnât be hurried.
Finally, with the kids loaded up and dropped off at grandmaâs house, we headed out. Ron and Laura had a pretty big house built about five years ago, in a development of large homes. While they did have distant neighbors on both sides, they only had woods behind the house and with the trees on each side the yard was very private. Ron greeted us at the door holding a drink and wearing a robe. I asked if we were too early, but he just laughed and said that his bathing suit was on under the robe and that it was all he planned on wearing. I guess Paula neednât have worried too much about her attire. We settled into the kitchen and Laura joined us, also in a robe, and served everyone some delicious snacks. After our third drinks were poured, Laura suggested that we change into our suits, or not if we preferred. That drew a quick laugh from everyone, but Laura insisted that she and Ron never wore their suits when in the tub alone, or with select guests. That brought another nervous chuckle. Paula was firm that she was wearing her suit, and headed off to the bath to change.
As soon as she was gone, Ron pulled me aside and in a whispered voice asked how uptight Paula had been lately about sex and such. Now prior to our last visit I would have said that generally, she was pretty puritanical and private about sex. But in light of our last visit, and the surprise she planned for me at Don and Loisâ house a few weeks ago, I wasnât too sure any longer. In fact, it seemed to me that Paula had almost become a Dr. Jeckle/Mrs. Hyde; a quiet, normal and proper wife 95% of the time and a real sexy handful the other 5%. Sensing that he had something in mind I questioned Ron further.
Ron replied that since our last visit, one of he and Lauraâs main fantasies was her blowing him in front of his friends and that they havenât had a chance to repeat it. He was wondering if they might get the chance tonight. I really wasn't sure how it would work out, and that Paula may totally freak. But, in light of how she had surprised me lately, if they were slow and careful about how they tried to get started, it might work out.
Ron said they would be very cool, and if Paula got uptight, they would stop immediately. Paula returned from the bath and I headed into it to change, but as I closed the door, I saw Laura talking quietly to Paula and I wondered if the same topic that Ron and I covered was being discussed.
We all headed out to the hot tub, drinks in hand. As I mentioned before, the yard was very private, and you couldnât even see the neighboring houses. All lights in the yard were out, except for the lights in the tub. The night was pleasantly warm and the tub quite hot. We settled in, Paula laid back and remarked how this was the life and how we should get one of these. The jets, heat and drinks soon worked together to make everyone very relaxed. Paula and I sat very close on one side opposite Ron and Laura. Fortunately, I had the forethought to bring a pitcher of drinks to fill our glasses as they emptied. I was wondering how Ron was going to ease into the fantasy thing when he showed off the remote control that ran the jacuzzi jets, bubbles and lights in the tub.
âWith the lights dimmed like this, we can safely ditch our suits.â he matter of factly stated. And with that, he smoothly pulled his trunks off underwater and set them on the side of the hot tub.
Laura wasted no time in following âsuitâ so to speak. Paula and I sat there a moment listening to Ron and Laura remark how much more comfortable it was without confining suits on. Maybe it was the drinks, or maybe I just wanted to help my buddy get what he wanted, but I figured that it would be hard for anything to progress much further if we were dressed, so I too pulled off my trunks. Now Paula was the last person clothed, even though the water hid everything, and each of us encouraged her to âlose her suitâ. Reluctantly, she did, careful to ensure that her breasts were underwater always.
We all applauded and she agreed that it was more comfortable naked. I held her close and if was very sexy feeling her bare skin against me, especially with Ron and Laura close by. They too seemed to be cuddling and while I couldnât be sure because of the water, it looked like Laura was stroking Ronâs cock. I ran my hands over Paulaâs body underwater, and instead of brushing me away like she normally would do, she grabbed my cock and gave it a gently tug. Well, it was up about halfway before anyway, but now it was fully up!
There was no mistaking now what Laura was up to when she asked Paula, âDo you have your hands full?â
To which Paula replied, âOh yeah.â
Ron and I were both smiling, when he slowly moved his hips up allowing the head of his cock to break the waterâs surface.
âPeriscope upâ, he announced, Laura immediately noticed, yelling at him and pushing his cock back under the water.
âYouâre no fun.â he replied.
âPaula doesnât want to see that.â she returned.