In the previous chapter of this narrative, I told the story of our short vacation to Malibu, during which we had a torrid outdoor play session with the handyman who was working next door to our oceanfront cottage. My wife Evette essentially seduced this young Australian worker, who proved to be a terrific lover for her.
At his suggestion that he would be available for a few more days, we decided to extend our vacation. Fortunately, we had only rented the first few days of the week, so it was possible to get one more night before the next renters arrived. Boy, did that ever turn out to be a good decision.
We slept well the night after our afternoon threesome with Josh. That was, of course, after an intensely sexual recap of the afternoon's events. Evette shared in detail how she felt during the 30 minutes or so that I went downstairs to pretend to work on emails while the two of them got "acquainted". Apparently, the time was well spent. Although I came back while they were in mid passionate kissing, there had been some very sexy foreplay and teasing and groping before I came up. Hearing her retell that part of the episode and then about how much she had enjoyed fucking him while I watched and then joined was almost as good as the event itself. We both came much faster than usual, especially given that we had both been well satisfied in the afternoon tryst.
But now it was the next morning and, again, we had no idea what would unfold. We only hoped and maybe even expected that we would see Josh again this afternoon for an afternoon break from his work. But it was also entirely possible that, upon reflection, our wanton sexual escapade had put him off. Would he want a repeat or choose instead to retreat? That was the topic of discussion while we sat drinking our morning coffee, while watching the waves crash against the house's foundation. I was in my morning t-shirt and boxers but Evette came to the deck in a very tight, sort of see through top and her thong panties. A nice look that also made her feel comfortable. As was the case yesterday, though, there were no other beach residents in nearby houses to intrude on our own sense of freedom, although at this point, I'm not sure it would have mattered.
What concerns we had were quickly dismissed when we heard Josh's cheerful "Good morning, Sexy Neighbors!" Clearly, he was showing no remorse. In fact, the next words out of his mouth brightened our morning and the prospects for the afternoon. "I have some projects here that I have to get finished this morning and then I hope to come over, if I'm still invited, to enjoy some of that great 'ice tea'," he said with a nearly wicked grin on his face.
"I do have one issue," he added. "I asked a guy who works with me from time to time to help me out this morning. I'll get rid of him by noon before I come over, but it's the only way I'm going to get all this work done in time. I lost a few hours somehow yesterday," he said laughing. "But it was well worth it."
Before I could answer, Evette chimed in, "We can be patient. And if you can't get rid of him, invite him along." There was both a hint that she was kidding but also the very real suggestion that she wasn't.
I watched as Josh paused. "Let's see how much we get done this morning." I could tell, even as he turned away, that he was judging her seriousness and thinking himself about the prospects.
Of course, neither Evette nor I had seen even a glimpse of his helper, so Evette's semi-suggestion was even riskier than it appeared. But it was only a matter of a few minutes later when Josh's helper arrived at the house next door and began moving some equipment from downstairs to the upstairs deck where we were sitting, still drinking our morning coffee.
"Hi," Evette called out to the new worker. "Are you helping Josh today?" As she called out, the somewhat younger man turned toward Evette, and she got her first glimpse of a total LA surfer boy, complete with long blonde locks and a deep sun tan. I saw Evette take a visible gulp of air as she first took in his sunshine looks and slender, fit body.
"I am. You're the next door neighbors I heard about. I'm Sandy -- actually, my real name is Oliver but none of my real friends can bring themselves to call me that. So they call me Sandy...I guess for obvious reasons," he responded without any hint that maybe what he had heard was what actually happened.
Evette, having gathered herself,f answered by saying, "And I'm Evette, and this is my husband Jeremy. I've already invited Jason over for an afternoon ice tea break. You're welcome to join him, but you should probably ask him what he thinks about our "tea"."
"Ha!" Sandy said, "Would you be offended if I told you that I had already heard?" He smiled with a smirk somewhat beyond his years. It was clear he knew what had happened and now what could happen later in the day...
"Offended, no. Turned on, for sure," my lovely, sexy wife responded. "Let's let you get your work done, so you can come over and enjoy your work break."
To say the least, I was thoroughly enjoying this exchange. I was hard as rock while listening, knowing that in a few short hours, I would experience yet another fantasy fulfilled. While Evette had been with multiple men at parties and several threesomes, I had never seen her with two other guys pleasuring her at the same time. This could be special...very special.
The morning passed slowly and sensually. We both had a slow breakfast, mostly outside watching the waves crashing. I had the slight ability to read my book. Evette seemed unaffected by the prospects of the afternoon and spent her morning lounging, reading and, at one point, appeared even to be napping. How she could be so relaxed, knowing what was to come, was a puzzle to me. But it was also part of her charm.
Soon enough, the mid-day point arrived, and we saw our handy men beginning to clean up their various work spaces next door and store their tools and equipment in more protected places. Josh leaned against the railing of the next door deck and looked over to the lounging Evette (and myself too I suppose) and said, "We're pretty much finished with this job. We'll take our tools to the truck later. We were wondering if we can come over and take you up on your offer of...iced tea after we have both cleaned up a bit over here?"
Evette, who had by now changed into her skimpy swim suit and had her top only slightly on, looked at him, and I swear she licked her lips without realizing it. "I can wait, but I can hardly wait."
With that, Josh and Sandy both disappeared into the house, leaving Evette and I to look at each other and grin from ear to ear. "This is going to be fun," I said simply. "I know you'll enjoy yourself, but probably not as much as me."
"How about we both enjoy each other? Right now, I think I'd like to get a bit of a head start, so to speak" she responded. With that she came over to my lounge chair and in the process lost the top to her bikini, crouched down between my legs, spreading them as she did so, and reached up to pull my own swim trunks to my ankles. I was already most of the way to fully hard, so her quick act got me the rest of the way. She put my now nearly fully hard cock into her mouth and looked up at me with pure lust in her eyes. She moved me down further into her mouth and delivered the warm wetness of her mouth. She started to move on me rhythmically, making sure that she was providing sexy sound effects of both light moaning and loud sucking noises.
"Are we interrupting?" We heard Josh's voice before we noticed that he and Sandy were now at the neighbor's deck railing."
"You're not interrupting if you are joining" was Evette's quick response. She sat up. and I briefly covered myself as well. But it quickly became clear that they were just going to jump in and join us. They both hopped over the rail and seemed to be undressing as they did so...
Evette had already dropped me from her mouth and now swung around to greet her handy-men. With some obvious forethought, she stayed on her knees and smiled up at Josh and Sandy as they quickly approached her on the deck.
"Hi, boys," she said coyly. "I don't think you are quite dressed for the occasion. But then, neither am I." With that she pulled off her remaining bikini bottom and reached up to the "boys" to start undoing their work shorts, first pulling Josh's pants down to his ankles and then undoing the clasp of Sandy's surfer shorts and pulling them down as well. As she did so, Sandy's hard cock snapped to attention and drew her attention as it did so.
"Oh, my," she said. "He may be a helper at work but he's a leader below the waist." She grabbed Josh's cock in her one hand while he stood and moved closer to Sandy and quickly used her other hand to guide him into her waiting mouth. She wasted no time in pulling him deep into her mouth and making the same almost exaggerated noise as she sucked him in and out.
Both Sandy and Josh began to show their appreciation with soft but growing moans. Sandy, experiencing Evette's talent for the first time, was the first to speak actual words when he managed to say, "My God. You are incredible at this. Keep going, it feels unbelievable."
"Sorry, honey," Evette replied. "Equal time." With that she moved her attention and mouth to Josh and took his equally impressive cock into her mouth. By now her mouth was wet with saliva which made her blow job all the more stimulating. Josh immediately groaned and commented that Sandy was surely right. "Careful that you don't make me come too fast."
