Hotwife wore this bikini the day she met "Tripod".
There was a guy named Jim working in the factory who became the talk of the locker room because everyone in the change room could see his long dick swinging between his legs as he went into the shower. Couple that with the fact that his back was always scratched up, presumably by a woman's fingernails. He was given the the nickname "Tripod".
Hotwife was very intrigued hearing this and wondered how to meet him. I found out that he had a little side thing going installing sound systems in cars so we purchased one and sought him out to hire him to install it in our van.
The appointed Saturday came and he and I went to work out back fitting the new equipment in. Hotwife walked back to us to see if we needed anything because she was going to work on her tan and asked me to lotion up her back. I did as she faced Tripod who I could see was staring at her tits swaying as I applied the lotion. She said "don't forget my cheeks!"
And I said "how could I ever?!" We both watched as she walked back to her lounge chair and lay down.
I heard him mutter "damn!"
As we were finishing up Hotwife came back with a couple of beers and Tripod said "goddess, thank you, you are a lifesaver" and told me that she is something else.
I said "you have no idea!"
She said that she was going to fire up the grill and roast some hotdogs and asked Tripod if he'd like to stay and he said "that sounds great!"
We finished and cleaned up as Hotwife, drinking some wine, laid the hotdogs on the grill. I went in for more beers and from the kitchen window I could hear them outside. He said something like "you're making sausage too?" as she laid a ring of fresh sausage on the grill. She said yes, I want to get it ready for later, I want to do something special with it, you can never have too much sausage, you know!"