Chapter 5
Steve swaggered back outside, his wet boxers clinging to his fat arse, slipping down showing a hairy builders crack.
I obediently went and turned the music down, and all the lights off.
The only lights on now were the couple outside around the hot tub.
I went back into the kitchen next to Jess, she was stood by the sink looking out the kitchen window at the hot tub. Lauren still had her back to the main house, as I watched Steve climb in.
"I should probably head back up soon, Rob will be missing me, and feeling a bit naughty and exposed now sat here with not much on." I heard Lauren say as Steve sat down in the water opposite her.
"Oh don't be boring!" Steve protested. "I got us another bottle of bubbles, and can't drink it on me own." He said popping the cork.
"Plus no one's looking, everyone else has gone to bed, Alex and Jess have just gone to bed." He said giving a subtle nod to us both hiding in the dark.
"And I didn't hear a peep from upstairs, Rob must be away with the fairies I reckon." He said handing her a glass of champagne. "Anyway you deserve a bit of you time and chance to relax."
"Do you think something will happen," I whispered turning to Jess next to me in the kitchen.
She didn't look at me, her eyes remaining transfixed on Steve and Lauren in the hot tub outside. "Shhh." She quietly said to me, as Steve and Lauren continued chatting.
"Yeah I guess, I need it I think, been so busy at work of late." Lauren started droning about the pace of work being a lawyer, how many deals they had to complete. Steve did well pretending to be interested giving the right nod of the head, agreeing with each of her points. He was letting her guard drop as she relaxed in his company.
"Hope you don't mind me saying love, but think you need it, always seem uptight, guess it goes with the job and all the stress...and then you do all that hard work, and come home to find your hubby is always out on one of his 10mile bike rides or off water rafting with his mates again...doesn't seem much chance for you two to have some time together, least he could do is something with you." Steve said, turning the conversation back to her home life.
"Well Rob has all his hobbies, it's ok I don't mind time being at home, he likes to keep fit." She meekly said in her husband's defence.
"Ha, for all the good it bloody does him, fitness fanatic and he's been sick all weekend, couldn't be with you."
"Well I guess." she sort of said.
"So when do you get to enjoy yourself?" He asked. "Your stressed at work leaving you uptight, hubby always out having his fun, when have you got time to enjoy yourself?" Steve asked topping up her glass.
"Well...I like...I like a trip to the spa, and getting my spa treatments, they relax me, I enjoy a massage." Lauren said having another swig of Champagne.
"And when was the last time you did that for yourself?" Steve asked interrupting her.
"Oh gosh, I guess must be...oh well I guess last year." She responded amazed herself at how long it had been.
"Come here then." Steve said to her.
"What?" Lauren asked slightly confused.
"Your due a chance to relax, turn around come here I'll give you a massage, you always seem so tense, no wonder not having had one since last year, I think your owed one." Steve said grinning. "Don't worry I know what I'm doing, I used to know a sport's masseuse, she taught me a few things." He said to her.
"Ermm I don't know." Lauren said a little hesitantly looking around.
"Oh relax no one will see, and it's not like we're doing anything wrong. I think you owe it to yourself a chance to relax, unless of course your one of those that can't let herself relax, always pent up." Steve said.
"Oh gosh no I'm not like that...it's just..." You could tell she thought it might be crossing the line to let him massage her in the hot tub, but she couldn't think of a way to say no.
"Just what...come on it's only a little massage, let's work some of that stress out for ya." He said with a grin on his face.
"Ok." Shegave in to him slowly turning around and back in to him, now facing the kitchen window where we were, but with the light on her face, so from outside she couldn't see us in the dark behind the glass. As she sat between Steve's legs, I saw him wink and smile over to us at the kitchen window.
"Oh god it's going to happen." I whispered to Jess, the pair of us intently watching this fat bastard start to try to have his way with our friend's wife, just like he already had done with Jess.
I could see the top of Lauren's wet tits out of the water, as Steve's hands started to rub her shoulders slowly, her breasts were bigger then Jess's but were no where near as pert.
"Mmm it probably is." Jess purred back to me, not taking her eyes off the scene outside.
Steve continued working her shoulders as Lauren closed her eyes leaning back against Steve. He continued working down her shoulders and then her back and arms.
I saw his hands come up around her sides and rub up around the side of her breasts then back to her shoulders.
He continued like this occasionally whispering the odd thing to her, "Is that ok?""Let me work on that knot." Is that better?"
Lauren just softly muttering "Yes." As she relaxed back against him, her breasts fully above the water now, showing her large round pink areolas and hardening nipples.
Steve kept rubbing her back. Her eyes then suddenly opened widely darting side to side as she slowly shifted slightly.
"Haha sorry, he's woken up, is it starting to poke into you?" Steve asked her.
"Oh my...that isn't your?" She started to mutter back to him.
"It sure is, here let me move the beast for ya." He said, wrapping his arm around her waist and lifting her slightly, lowering himself a little further under her so she was now sat fully on his lap.
"That's it just let it rest there". He whispered to her, going back to massaging her.
"I can...I can...feel it between my legs." Lauren awkwardly said. She took a large gulp of champagne as she laid back against Steve, now feeling his erection throbbing up between her legs. She put the glass back down and I could see Steve smiling behind her. He kept massaging her shoulders and began to thrust slowly up, I could see the top of his bulge through his wet boxers bobbing out the water as it rubbed against the front of her knix.
"Relax, have some you time..." he whispered to her again.
I watched while Lauren stared wide eyed at Steve's fat helmet now protruding between her legs. Normal sensible prudish Lauren, now tipsy, topless, just in her knix in a hot tub with the brutish Steve, letting him grind his cock against her.
"Oh this is wrong..." She whispered.
