As we watched Bobby, Kim, and the kids pull out of the driveway, Rita said over her shoulder as I held her in my arms "Are you upset?"
"What? Upset about what?" I asked honestly clueless.
"That nothing happened. That I kept my coverup on the whole time," she stated with real concern.
I hugged her close as we stood on the front steps and chuckled, "Sometimes, babe, you worry about nothing."
She pushed her beautiful ass against me. "I know you wanted me to play. I know me telling you that kid got to see..." she began.
"That 'kid' is in college," I said holding her to me. Then I moved my hands up to just below her breasts and said, "so another man has seen these. Yeah, it was hot, 'cuz it got you hot. You liked it and that's why I got excited."
Rita turned her head and looked up at me, "And just how do you know he's in college?"
"When we ran out to pick up more wine coolers I mentioned to the manager how much you liked the teens helping as bag boys. He told me that all the kids who work the weekends are in college. He gives them the longer shifts on weekends and keeps the high school kids on his short evening shifts during the week, so everyone gets to make a little extra cash."
"Hmmmm," Rita breathed, "I'll have to remember that."
"For next time?"
She reached over her shoulder and swatted at me. "Stop," she said playfully.
I leaned close and whispered, "You don't have to, though. If you liked it, it really turned me on."
She pressed her butt to my reacting core. "Well, I don't want to corrupt the youth...." she purred, turning her head to glance at me.
"C'mon" she said. "We have to get the girls to bed and clean up." She stepped from my embrace and moved around me toward the front door.
I grabbed the edge of her coverup. "Can we do that without this on?"
"Is that all you ever think about?" she rolled her eyes.
"Pretty much," I shrugged. "Happens when you're married to the most beautiful woman on Earth."
Her eyes rolled again, but she was smiling. She lifted the coverup over her head as she stepped through the front door, then wiggled her bottom. "Satisfied?"
"I hope both of us will be later," I replied grinning.
She let out a fake exasperated sigh and shook her head. "Go get the girls into the bath. I'm gonna put the leftovers away. Then we can clean up the pool after they're in bed," she said pointing to the hallway as she headed to the kithchen.
It took better that forty minutes to get the girls bathed, teeth brushed, and tucked in, but we finally headed out to the lanai to straighten up. I headed to clean up the grill as Rita began to recover toys, scattered plates, and empty cups. Between her and Kim, they'd knocked off ten wine coolers but she didn't even appear to have buzz.
It was amazing to watch her move without the coverup on. The suit revealed so much! As she walked around and bent or squatted to pick things up, the one quarter of each fabulous ass cheek revealed became more like half of each. I'd noticed during the day that she would reach under her cover and adjust but didn't realize then how much skin was showing. Now unselfconscious, she made no attempt to pull the suit back into place and I was delighted.
She didn't work out as such, but you wouldn't know that by hers looks. There was no cellulite or puckers of her skin on the hips and ass, and the tan lines from her usual mom suits accentuated the fine sensual ass moving around feet from me. As she strode to the trash can with another handful of plastic cups and empty juice boxes, I noticed that the front of her suit had also wedgied some.
Her full lips made for the perfect camel toe, with her delicate inner labia filling the gap between the 'toes.' She kept the area around her labia themselves smooth, but her otherwise full bush was clearly silhouetted against the light material of her suit. With her movement, some of her pubic hair was peeking out the edges. I'd always found that tremendously erotic and never tired of seeing it on her or noticing it on other women. It seemed a proclamation that yes, there was a pussy just barely hidden here; look at it!
"You and Kim went through a bunch of wine coolers," I noted off-handedly as I admired the lithe vision before me.
"Yeah, I guess," she nodded putting the lid back on the can.
There was something in her tone.
"You two don't normally send us out for more. If anything, it's me or Bob running out for more rum or coke. Or ice cream for the kids...." I left it open for her.
"We needed a bit of time to talk," she said dropping to sit on one of the chaises. One part of me was enthralled. She'd sat on the chaise with a leg on either side, the drawn in sides of the suit pulled tight across her femininity and highlighting her sex. The vibe did not match the outward signs.
"Everything okay, Ree?" I asked as I walked to her. I looked at her face and noticed her eyes were tearing.
I straddled the chaise behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "What's the matter, babe?"
Rita sighed and put her hands over mine. "Apparently Bobby has shared your stupid shop talk with her about our porn nights. She asked if it was true? I kinda laughed it off and said yes."
"That doesn't seem so terrible..." I began.
"Then she asked if it really helped?" she exhaled. "I was honest and told it had, that we both have recovered our libidos. I told her I really enjoyed being with you, and not just on Fridays," Rita continued and leaned back against me.
"That's good to know," I replied hugging her.
Rita sighed heavily, squeezing my hands in hers. "She asked if we'd seen Bobby?" she said softly. "It wasn't angry or anything, but well, like resigned. I didn't even answer babe, she saw it in my face."
I didn't know if Rita was embarrassed, ashamed, or what. I knew we had never set out to find videos with anyone we knew naked in them, we hadn't even known about Bobby's secret past.
