Elliot awoke the next morning, an image stuck in his brain. Deborah, his daughter's naked, womanly body, face to face with him. And him, naked as well for her to behold. He tried to anticipate contingencies at the swingers party. But that one he never thought of. He realized how sensual, desirable a woman she was. He put it out of his mind. Or tried to.
He went down to make Sunday breakfast. Deborah soon came in to the smell of coffee and bacon.
"I think you mother was binge watching something last night. Still sleeping. Sleep well?"
"Very well. I think it was yesterday's events." Deborah replied. Then whispered, "Sex does that to me."
"It was a day at the park. Just remember." He warned her quietly.
Janet came down and Elliot served his wife and daughter omelettes and bacon. Janet noticed the ring on Deborah's finger. She told her mother the excuse she worked out the night before. Janet looked at them both with disapproval, but said nothing.
Deborah held up her hand, admiring it. "It is pretty."
The normal home routine returned, as if Saturday never happened. Except it did happen. He did yard work, as thoughts of the women he made love to yesterday passed through his mind. 'Women' plural, he thought. Those beautiful naked bodies he got to make love to, to fuck. His loins stirred at the thought.
"Yard work, Elliot, yard work." He thought to himself. "Next Saturday is a long ways away."
Monday came. Elliot and Janet went back to work. But for Elliot, Saturday couldn't come soon enough. When Deborah and Elliot met at home, they could each see the look of anticipation in the other. On Friday night, Elliot told his wife that he and Deborah were going to walk the long trail that followed the river. It was a better sounding lie and he knew she didn't like hiking.
"It's supposed to be hot tomorrow." Janet said.
"We'll bring water." Her daughter chimed it.
May also texted about the hot day. Guys should wear short. And the ladies, whatever was comfortable.
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Saturday finally arrived. Elliot was feeling a bit tense. He didn't jerk off all week. Something he hadn't done in years. He wanted to save up.
Janet headed off to her now usual lunch date with Helen. And the time for Deborah and Elliot to depart finally came.
With no mother's eyes around, Deborah came down, dressed in a knee length summer dress, high heels in hand. The dress looked like to could blow away on the slightest breeze. She could see approval in his eyes.
With Elliot in shorts, polo shirt, and sandals, they drove off.
"That is a pretty dress, it does compliment you."
"I'm glad you like it. It's very comfortable on a day like today. It also has another great feature"
She untied the sash and opened the dress up. She had nothing on underneath. She spread her legs a bit, exposing her trim bush.
"See, no underwear. And it can be off in a flash." She said, tying it back up.
"Deborah! Just last week you didn't want me looking at you as you changed in the car. Now you're flashing me."
"Dad... Elliot, you saw me naked last week. And I saw you! Cat's out of the bag. No putting it back. Besides we are supposed to be man and wife. We're supposed to be comfortable with each other's bodies."
She had a point and Elliot made no reply. Deborah held up her hand, admiring the ring again.
"This is cool. I get to be a married woman AND fool around. Best of both worlds." She said.
He wanted to remind her that she was getting laid on only one side of that equation. But said nothing, fearing just mentioning the topic.
They arrived. Most of the guest appear to have arrived also. Again, Elliot helped this woman, now transformed into his wife, out of the car. The dress, flowing in the gentle summer breeze, her long hair again draped over her shoulder, she was a sight to behold.
"Shall we go Elliot."
She took his arm. Father and daughter transformed to husband and wife.
The door opened and Michael greeted them.
"Well, there you are! Come in, come in."
Her dress clearly caught his eye. And he was thinking of that raincheck. Hoping she remembered too.
"I get door duty today. But almost everyone is here. And I'll be off duty soon." he said, giving Deborah a long look.
"Deborah! Elliot! Here at last. I wondered if you'd forgotten. My, that dress compliments you perfectly. Right Mike?"
"Oh, defiantly! And we should enjoy seeing it on her while we can."
May looked at her husband, "Subtlety Mike, Subtlety."
May knew what he was hoping for.
"Elliot." she said. "Care for some wine?"
"Let's get you one. But this is a beer day, if you have it."
"Of course." May replied.
And off they went. Her arm around his.
"First dibs!" she thought to herself. There was a reason she hovered by the door.
Deborah was in a flirting mood.
"So, Mike you sound like you are anxious to see what's under this dress. I thought you'd seen enough last week."
"Don't think anyone could get tired of seeing what's under that dress."
"And don't think I forgot that raincheck I gave you." she whispered.
She offered her lips to him and he leaned down to kiss them gently.
"Mind if I keep you company on you door duty?" She asked.
His smile was his reply. They just talked and flirted.
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Elliot handed a Chardonnay to May and grabbed a beer.
"Let's go out to the pool." she said.
They walked out to the edge of the pool.
"Mind if I get comfortable?" May said. "I'm always naked by the pool."
With his eyes showing his approval, She unzipped it then pulled the one piece dress down and stepped out of it. She wore nothing under it. Not even a bra for her ample breasts. Elliot looked her over.
"Quite a figure that dress was hiding."
"Oh, that's right. You haven't seen me au naturel. I can't say the same for you. Shall we sit?"
They sat on the pool ledge, feet dangling in water. A few couples were in or around the pool, arms wrapped around each other, many kissing. Most were inside, enjoying the air-conditioning.
Elliot looked at her, waiting for her to explain.
"Of course. You didn't see me. You were in the library. Got got a good look. Well, everything but your face. It was blocked by Nichol's, um, pussy." she smirked.
"Oh, then, yes."
May saw the face of a man reliving a moment.
"Yes you seemed to be making here quite happy."
"I was enjoying myself too."
"You like eating pussy, then?"
"I like the effect it has on a woman." he leaned close to May's face and whispered, "I love giving a woman an orgasm. There's something so erotic about it."
Those words were increasing May's tension. Then he kissed her and she opened her lips wanting more. He drove his tongue in, exploring. Elliot put his hand gently on her thigh and pulled back, letting his fingers drift over her curves.
He looked over her body and said, "Mind if I just admire your body a minute."
"Admire away!" May said, leaning back on her hands.
"But first..." Elliot realized he was still dressed. He pulled off his shirt, then stood up and quickly got rid of his shorts. He grabbed a few towels nearby and sat next to May as closely as possible.
"Where was I."
"Admiring my body, I believe."
With one hand, he gently let it glide over her soft skin. He remember Deborah saying Michael gave her quite a back rub. Elliot wanted to do something in kind, except he had the advantage of the front of May. His fingers slid lightly over skin, to her hip, waist, then under and around a breast, tracing its curves. To the other breast then down to her her thigh and back up. He kissed her then nibbled her neck, May eyes closed, taking it all in.
Elliot now slipped into the waist deep water and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her deeply. He kissed his way down to her cleavage. Then he kissed the curves of her breasts, finishing on her nipples. May moaned lightly as he sucked one tit deep in his mouth. Releasing it, he gave the other equal treatment. He kissed his way down to her soft belly, pressing his face into it. The anticipation was building in May, but Elliot stopped and stood up.
Whispering in her ear. "I want to make you cum May, I want to see you orgasm, feel you cum in my mouth."
She was now trembling with anticipation. Again he worked his way down to her breasts, her belly, then to her pubic hair. May was breathless with anticipation. Finally, he drove his tongue deep into May's slit. She moaned, arched her back, then fell on the towels...
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Michael was impatient.
"I think that's the last." he said to Deborah. "Let's go somewhere more comfortable."
Deborah saw Elliot and May headed out to the pool. Her curiosity, no, a bit of voyeurism got the better of her.
"Let's go out to the pool." she said.
Michael took her out. There, at the edge of the pool, Deborah saw Elliot, his head buried between May's thighs. Deborah was taken aback. She was regretting her curiosity. But she just stood there transfixed as May was responding to Elliot's tongue.
Michael saw the look on Deborah's face, "Looks like May is getting quite a workout from your husband. I bet you must get even better."
"Oh, yes!" Deborah lied. "But I've never seen him make love to another woman."
"Let's sit here." Michael offered.
Deborah saw a chaise perpendicular to Elliot and May, yet a little ways away, "How about there?"
They walked over to it.
Deborah asked, "Have you seen enough of this dress?"
"Can I open the wrappings?" Michael replied.
He pulled the sash and the dress opened, exposing her glorious form, She let it fall to the ground, leaving her in nothing but her stilettos, enhancing the eroticism.
At that moment they heard May moan deeply. They turned to see May, a fist in her mouth, back arched, with a look of both agony and ecstasy. She was cumming and cumming hard. Her body was convulsing with wave after wave. All the while Elliot, his face never leaving her drenched slit, watched her orgasm with blazing eyes. As Deborah was taking in this new moment, Michael stripped off his cloths. But Deborah was transfixed, watching this love making. Her father's sex life was an abstract to her. Now it was real. She never expected him to be this passionate.
"Compelling, seeing you own lover bring someone else to climax." Michael said, bringing her back to where she was.
"Yes. It's such a new experience."
