Jo is hot, and I know that everyone says that about their woman but Jo was the real deal. Only 5'6' tall with shoulder length auburn hair and a body to die for. And to make the package perfect she had gone to the best surgeon on the Gold Coast and had her boobs increased to a massive 36DD. Now that might seem just big on another woman but because of her height she made them seem enormous. Not only that but after coming out of a repressive first marriage plus new tits she turned into another person, never a shy one to start off with, I was getting used to the succession of low cut "tit tops' as she called them. And today was no exception. She had a low cut t shirt on that barely covered her nipples and she was a wet dream on legs.
We had been at her work Christmas party all afternoon, I was the skipper as it was her party. So I sipped orange juice all afternoon while Jo enjoyed herself. The party had been going on for hours and I noticed that Jo was getting pretty drunk. All the people she worked with were in a similar condition and there were a couple of wives looking daggers at Jo and their men, most of whom were openly ogling her. She could hold her drink but there came a stage when she started to fall over that I thought the party was almost over.
So eventually it was time to pack up and go. As I loaded our gear into the car, Jo staggered over and announced that she hadn't had enough and that a work colleague, Peter, was coming with us. I protested a bit, but had to admit I was pretty dry myself and wouldn't have minded a beer when I got home. Peter was pretty good company and was reasonably straight so I would have someone to talk to, my guess was the Jo would collapse and sleep as soon as we got home.
For those of you in the northern hemisphere, you need to understand that Christmas down under is in the middle of summer, so as you can guess so are the Christmas parties. When I got the giggling Jo and Peter home, I went straight into the fridge and grabbed a cold one, I was pretty hot so out came the inflatable pool and the hose, as I was all set to fill it then sit in it while I knocked off a couple of cold ones.
Jo squealed with delight and rushed inside to get dressed and as I wandered inside to put on my board shorts, Jo came out in her briefest bikini. Now I don't mind her showing off and was especially pleased to see her in that tiny thing, with strings tied at the back of the bikini top and the sides of her bottoms.
I was back outside in a couple of minutes to see Peter leaning over the balcony obviously engrossed in what was going on in the pool. As I stood next to him I got to see the view as well. Jo was leaning back against the inflatable pool side with water just up over her tits. Now the water was straight out of the tap and cold, so her nipples were standing up like thimbles, all in all a very horny sight indeed.
Peter and I just stood there gloriously staring at the magnificent body in the pool, having a conversation about just how good her tits were. Jo opened her eyes and said matter of factly, don't forget she was very drunk, that "they look a shit load better in the flesh".