I felt I had now sewn the seed of my fantasies firmly in Wendy's head (see The Testing of Wendy Parts 1 and 2). I knew she flirted a bit with Jim, our window cleaner, although she wouldn't admit it. Wendy said she still wasn't interested in a threesome but I had plans. Now all I had to do was progress it further, and somehow get the two together.
The Story, Part 3.
It was summertime. Plenty of hot, sunny days, and today, Saturday, was one of them. Saturday was also the day that Jim would collect his window cleaning money and he was due today.
I easily convinced Wendy she should spend the day sunbathing, and as we weren't expecting guests (Jim rarely came into the house when collecting his money) I also convinced Wendy she should wear her black string bikini as opposed to a more modest one-piece swimsuit.
Amazingly Wendy wasn't happy her curvy 38D figure although most men I knew would tell me how much it would get them excited, especially when she dressed in more figure-hugging clothes.
It was now the afternoon, the sun was bright in a cloudless sky. Wendy lay there in her bikini that left little to the imagination. She looked totally fuckable lying there but with Jim coming round I tried to keep busy elsewhere. He was due soon and I chose to ignore the opportunity of applying sun lotion to Wendy's back in the hope that Jim might do it for me.
The doorbell rang. It was Jim.
"At last" I thought.
"Hi, come in, go through to the back garden, I'll be with you in a minute" I said to him.
He went through and stood on the patio, not venturing towards Wendy. I asked him to go to her and keep her company whilst I got him his money.
I shouted to Wendy "Look after Jim whilst I get his money…..maybe he'll be kind enough to out some lotion on you?"
I could see they were both a bit embarrassed by my comment to the point that Wendy asked Jim if he could do the honours.
I couldn't believe she asked him – glad she did but couldn't believe it nonetheless.
I stood there in the kitchen, Wendy turned her back towards Jim and untied the strap across her back. The site of her stripping before another man, even just to get sun tan lotion put onto her back was exciting me. I stood there watching him rub it into her back and was getting the biggest erection I had had that week.
He rubbed the lotion in with his big hands across her shoulders and down the side of her body. I strained to see whether he would try to touch the side of her breasts, hoping he would, and hoping Wendy would enjoy it. He kept rubbing the lotion in, all the way down to her thong briefs. Her head titled backwards as if she was being massaged and enjoying a man's hands all over her.
When Jim had finished Wendy turned towards him whilst still tying her top up at the back. With her hands behind her she was naturally leaning forwards, almost thrusting her half covered breasts into Jim's face. Her skin glistened in the sun, beads of sweat dripping down her cleavage. I imagined for a split second the bikini top falling down revealing her breasts to Jim but it was not to be.
Meanwhile, I pretended not to be able to find my wallet and called Wendy indoors so she could pay him. I handed Jim a cold beer in order to make him stay a while longer.
Whilst Wendy went indoors Jim said to me "I hope you didn't mind me helping Wendy there".
"Trust me" I replied, "my pleasure, did you enjoy it?"
Jim didn't expect that question from me but replied anyway "You are a lucky man, I'd love to have a woman like that".
"You could have a woman like that" I told him, not adding that I actually wanted to say "I wish you could have Wendy".
Wendy returned and we went quiet. "Not talking about me were you?"
"Just admiring your bikini darling".
Wendy blushed, handed Jim the money and shrugged, saying "Typical men" before retreating to her sun lounger.
With Wendy out of earshot I turned to Jim "She fancies you really. I've seen her flirting with you"
Jim looked at me, a bit embarrassed that I had noticed "Sorry about that, I hope you don't think I'm…."
"It's alright Jim" I said, "It's cool by me how you are with her. Makes me feel good, turns me on to be honest seeing it. Nice to know other guys find her sexy. She enjoys the company of nice guys like you too".
"To be honest I'd love to see her fuck another guy but she hasn't come round to my way of thinking yet – maybe she needs to meet the right man" I said, looking straight at him.
Jim said nothing, I think he was unsure about what exactly I was trying to say, but I told him we would be at the local bar tonight if he wanted to meet us for a drink and a chat later.
Later that evening Wendy and I were getting ready to go out for those drinks and to hit the dance floor. Wendy wanted to show off her tan and decided on a short white skirt and white, cropped top. With her heels she looked vary tarty (not that I complained!) but her need to show off her tan was greater than her concerns at looking tarty in front of people we might know.
We went to the bar, not planning on meeting anyone, just for a few drinks, a bit of a dance, and then a fuck on the way home outdoors somewhere (dancing was a close second to outdoor sex as Wendy's biggest turn on).
After a few drinks Jim came into the bar, but didn't look at us and went to see a few male friends of his in the far corner. Wendy noticed him and I said that if he was to come over that she had to be nice to him as he felt he couldn't get a woman as good looking as her. I suggested she should dance with him to cheer him up.
"Only if you don't mind, darling" Wendy responded.
"I don't mind, just enjoy yourself" I said.
After a while Jim came over "Fancy seeing you in here Jim" I said, pretending to be surprised.
"Don't normally come here, no-one to dance with" Jim replied.
"Oh, I'm sure Wendy will oblige, be rude not to" I said looking at Wendy smiling.
