The phone woke Susan up the next morning and she cursed as she looked over at the clock. She had taken some leave from work to try to work through the pain she felt from Gary leaving her, so a call at 8am was not welcome. She stumbled into the front room and sleepily answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Sorry to disturb you at such an early hour, Susan, but I have some news about Gary"
The moment that Sam mentioned his name she became wide-awake.
"I have a friend in the police and they have been keeping me up to speed with the formal missing-persons hunt. There has been a sighting of Gary in Madison and I am making a few calls to check it out. He seemed in good spirits and was with both his sister and an unknown lady when they checked into a Hotel."
Sam could feel her jealousy racing to the surface before being forced back into her heart.
"Keep me informed please"
"Will do. On another note I think you should not contact Gary's family at the moment. I'm sad to say that they seem to be blaming you for his taking off and until we can prove it was nothing to do with you..."
"I understand"
"Ok, talk to you later"
Sam put his mobile phone away and looked over at Debbie's house from his car. He'd nicely primed Susan and now it was time to focus, come on Deb make the call.
The phone rang again as Susan was walking back to bed. She turned and picked it up once more.
"Hello?"
"Hello Susan, its Debbie. How are things?"
It was a simple question but it opened the floodgates to half an hour of anger, tears and fear as Susan poured her resentment about Gary over her friend. Debbie listened, shocked at how he could have treated her so badly, and tried to comfort her as best she could.
Susan felt at ease with her and, as she calmed down, she slowly became aware of how aroused she had become by Debbie's voice. A sudden remembrance of the scent of Debbie's knickers washed over her and made her feel at peace.
"I was ringing to ask if you fancied coming swimming later? I know a great pool and I was thinking it would be nice to meet, but now I would more than understand if you were not in the mood"
Susan felt electrified by the suggestion. A chance to spend some time with her sexy friend, in a swimsuit, sounded just the kind of distraction she needed. If Gary could find fun with some other woman, so could she.
"That sounds like a really nice idea, Debbie, thank you. I need to get out of the house and relax anyway, there is no point in moping around here all day"
They made arrangements to meet at lunch as Sam started his car and sped away to his office.
The pool was busy when they entered a few hours later. Office-workers had poured in for a quick swim during lunch and the pool was a sea of heads. As they paid and went into the changing area Susan's heart was racing, all inhibitions replaced with the excitement of seeing that body one again.
She felt cheated as she saw the rows of changing cubicles and sullenly went into one next to Debbie. She sat there for a second or two panting with her frustration, knowing that Debbie was stripping off and that she could not see, before realising that she needed to get changed too. Hurriedly she fumbled her way into her swimsuit and then exited the cubicle, to stare transfixed at Debbie as she stood before her.
Debbie was wearing the skimpiest of swimsuits and the tightness around her chest and crotch left little to the imagination of the viewer. As she turned to lead the way to the pool, Susan saw her muscular rear call to her eyes as it held them captive until they were in the water. It was a relief to Susan to get wetness outside of her swimsuit as well as inside her pussy.
As they began to swim, Sam drank slowly from his coffee as he surveyed the pool from the public gallery. He wanted to give them a little time to bond again and that gave him a bit of time to let his mind wander. He spotted a young man in the water who was with swimming his girlfriend across the width of the pool.
The man was of medium build whilst his partner was very average in most respects. Her face was nothing to attract a second look and her figure would have benefited from the loss of a few pounds. She was enough to serve what Sam had in mind however.
Sam closed his eyes as the pair rested in the water by one side of the pool. The man felt a soft current of water, slightly warmer that the rest, begin to move smoothly over his tight trucks. His penis registered it immediately, for it felt like a soft and warm finger slowly stroking each ball before working it's way slowly up and down his increasingly firm shaft.
The man froze and then looked down into the water to see nothing. His girlfriend got out of the water.
"I'm just off to use the restroom, Peter. I'll be back as soon as I can"
Peter had decided to enjoy the current and was pleased not to have to move just yet.
"Ok Julie"
As Julie left, Peter felt himself becoming increasingly uncomfortable as his penis grew in such a tight place. Surrounded as he was he had to be subtle, but he placed his hands under the water and pulled his trunks away to allow his erection to stand straight, the head about 2 inches outside but still covered by the pool.
He felt the current change slightly, tugging him slowly towards a filter that must be the source, he thought. We moved with it and felt the current intensify, swirling all around his shaft and head with soft, licking movements. Sam drank his coffee as he watched the show unfold below him.
Peter turned to face the filter, unleashing a new intensity as he felt he balls being circled with feather finger. His shaft was being slowly pulled and then pushed, as the water ebbed and flowed, masturbating him with incredibly delicate movements whilst slowly enticing him to place his penis right on the filter.
Sam saw Julie returning and decided to make this interesting. He recalled the way in which Susan had suckled on him in the hotel that night and merged it with the water around Peter, creating all the movements and nearly all of the sensation. Susan gave great head, thought Sam, and it seemed a shame not to spread the fun.
Peter almost groaned aloud as his penis was sucked free from his trunks before being treated to a cascading series of flows and counter-flows. He saw Julie coming back to him and remembered, with disgust, the half-hearted and teeth-filled blow-jobs she had given him in the past.
Julie sat on the edge of the pool, slightly puzzled by the fixed and breathless expression Peter was wearing.
"You ok?"
Oh god am I?!?!, he thought.
