On Saturday they drove to the city. After a quick luncheon John and Frank went off to the golf course and Joyce stayed at Frank’s condo. As they left for the course Frank said,”My patio is very private if you want to sunbathe.”
After snooping around the condo for a while she decided to get some sun on his secluded patio. She had brought her bathing suit, a very skimpy bikini, but she only put on the bottom thinking that no one could see her. She laid on the padded double wide chaise enjoying the warm sun.
She was almost asleep when she heard, “You must be one of Frank’s playmates.” Upon opening her eyes she looked up at a voluptuous young redhead wearing a beach coverup. “I’m Frank’s next-door neighbor Ginger. He lets me use the patio to sunbathe. I hope I’m not disturbing anything.”
“No, no; I’m waiting for him to finish his golf game. Does he have many ‘playmates’?” Joyce asked.
“I don’t know; I wish I were one. I’ve been throwing myself at him since I moved here. He says I’m too young for him; I’m 19. I see that you are married. Are you one of his ‘hot wives’? He is such a stud.”
“Yes, I suppose I am. Make yourself at home, do you mind me being topless?”
“Heck no; I usually sun in the nude, hoping to get a rise out of Frank. Is that ok?” Instead of answering, Joyce lifted her butt and slid her bikini bottom off. She dropped it beside her chaise and waved her hand at the other one.
Ginger dropped her coverup and laid down beside her. It became clear that she was aptly named; her pubic bush was flaming red. Joyce ran her fingers through her dark bush to fluff it up. Ginger watched with rapt attention. Joyce thought she saw her lick her lips briefly. “I have recently let my pubes grow back after being trimmed for a while. It feels great. You should never shave yours; it’s gorgeous,” she told Ginger.
“I have to trim it constantly; it grows like a weed patch.” She sat up and spread her legs so that she could fluff hers. “So, tell me what sort of lover is Frank and what does a hot wife do. Is he your only lover? You are so beautiful he shouldn’t want another.”
“Thank you. He is a skillful, considerate lover and a truly nice man, not to mention that he is hung. I have experimented with others, but so far, no one does for me what he does. I could be content with only him and my husband,” Joyce replied. “Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Boys my age seem so immature to me; I find them vapid in the extreme. So I’m biding my time until I meet a real man. Frank would do nicely.”
“You sound just like me at your age. That’s why when I met my husband I was so relieved to meet a mature man I fell in love with him immediately. He is 20 years older than me.”
“Are you still in love with him? How does he feel about being a cuckold?”
“Oh yes, we have had a wonderful life together for 16 years. But he is not a cuck. He wants me to have great sexual experiences that I may have missed as a youth. I was technically a virgin when we met although I had given a couple of blow jobs to boyfriends. And he gets off watching me have sex with other men sometimes. We have internet porn to thank for that. But he is very much an alpha type, not a submissive cuck.
“He and Frank have developed a friendship; they like and respect each other. They are out playing golf together now. In fact, we are here to try to convince Frank to impregnate me. John, my husband, had an irreversible vasectomy so he can’t make me pregnant and my biological clock alarm is blaring. Frank is the only person with whom I would consider having a baby. Imagine what a beautiful baby we would make.”
“And your husband is ok with this? He must be a real sweetheart. Are you in love with Frank?”
“Yes, he is. I suppose I am a bit in love with Frank, but he could never take John’s place in my heart. Can I love them both, do you think? I love how he makes love to me, giving me multiple orgasms that John can’t because his cock can’t reach my trigger area. Frank gets there and more. When I think of being with him I get an endorphin rush and need sex desperately.
“Lucky John never knows when I will jump him and make him lick my pussy until I cum. Then we fuck and, if I close my eyes and imagine Frank I can cum on John’s cock too.”
“Are you horny now?” Ginger asked. Joyce took her hand and placed it on her very wet mound.
“Does that answer you?” It must have because Ginger moved over to her chaise and began stroking Joyce’s pussy. She leaned in and they kissed. “Oh damn, you will make me cum doing that.” Ginger leaned down and took Joyce’s left nipple in her mouth and sucked it, then kissed her again with tongue while she continued stroking her clit.
“Picture Frank’s big brown cock pressing into you right now.” She pressed two fingers between Joyce’s cunt lips. That pushed Joyce over the line; she grabbed Ginger’s shoulders and pulled her in tight as she felt a spasm coming on.
It took a few moments for her to calm down enough to thank Ginger and lick her nipple while her hand moved to that pretty red pubic patch and insinuated itself between her lips. She looked into Ginger’s eyes and saw that that was just what she wanted.
She slipped a second finger in and slid them over her clit. Ginger trembled and fell back on the chaise. Her nipples were very erect and her pupils dilated. “Can anyone see us here?” Joyce asked.
“No one important; there are a couple of pervs who watch me sometimes, but they don’t dare come over here. Frank has given them the word.”
“Well, fuck’em, let them watch,” she leaned in and kissed Ginger on the mouth while slipping her fingers into her cunt and sliding them over her clit again. Another tremor and plenty of tongue was her reward. “I think we could become very good friends,” she whispered.
Joyce marveled that Ginger’s pussy was so soft and velvety and wondered if that changes with age. To her, hers didn’t feel like that although her lovers found it marvelous. They kissed more, while Joyce lightly slid her finger tip up and over Ginger’s clit. “Do you like that?” she asked. Ginger could only nod her head, trying not to make too much noise as her body approached an orgasm. Joyce licked the tip of her finger, tasting Ginger’s juices, then resumed strumming her clitorus.
Ginger threw her head back as the throes began, so Joyce clamped her mouth on the nearest nipple and gently bit it. Ginger shuddered and whispered, “Oh god, I’m going to cum!”
Joyce plunged two of her fingers into Ginger’s cunt and whispered, “Yes, cum for me!” as she searched for her G spot repeatedly. It was like an explosion when it came. Ginger grabbed her hand and pressed it to her cunt so hard that Joyces worried that she might do damage. Finally as things quieted down they heard a sound behind them. Both of them looked up to find Frank and John standing in the doorway with smiles on their faces.
“You didn’t waste any time getting acquainted with my neighbor.” Frank said. He came outside and sat on the empty chaise. He leaned in and kissed Joyce. “Mmmm you taste especially good today, what have you been eating?”
“Not a what, a who; and she is delicious. I’m surprised that you haven’t enjoyed her yet. Look at that gorgeous body and this lovely bush. Doesn’t it make you want to bury your face in it?” She patted Ginger’s pussy lightly.
“She’s too young and too close to home. But I’m glad that you two have hit it off. John and I shopped on the way home for food and we are going to make dinner tonight. Ginny, meet John, the husband of this sexy thing that you are playing with.”
“Hi Ginger,” said John. “Won’t you join us for dinner later? You don’t have to dress.” His eyes scanned her body as he reached out his hand.
“If no one minds, I’d love to,” she replied. She glanced a Frank for approval as they shook. Joyce stood up and wrapped her arms around Frank’s neck for a deep, long kiss. Then she turned to John and kissed him with the same passion. Ginger looked on with a fleeting pang of jealousy; “She has two men, I have none,” she thought.
The men went in to begin preparing dinner. Joyce whispered to Ginger, “Should we make them cook in the nude do you think?” Ginger enthusiastically nodded her head yes. “Let’s go make ourselves clean and pretty for our men. This might be your lucky night.”
“I’ll happily take your husband; he is very handsome. That is if it’s all right with you.”
“That would make us both very happy, I’m sure. And I think he could give you much pleasure as he does me. Go for it.”They kissed, then parted ways until dinnertime.
She walked naked into the kitchen where the men were putting groceries away. She couldn’t resist coming up behind Frank, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing his cock through his pants. “Have you two been discussing my biological clock situation?” she asked.
John answered, “Yes we have. He hasn’t said yes or no but it got his attention enough that I won the golf match. That’s a first for me.” Frank just stood quietly while she stroked his cock making it start to grow. He slowly turned and kissed her, probing her mouth with his tongue.
Joyce slid down to her knees and undid his shorts releasing his partially engorged cock. This was her favorite state for felatio: his cock, fat and elongated but not fully hard, arcing down past his balls, seemingly halfway to his knees. She loved lifting it, feeling its weight then sliding the foreskin back to reveal his large, smooth glans usually with a drop of precum on the tip.
It was just reaching full erection when John spoke up, “Save that for later; we have a dinner to prepare and I don’t want his cum in the salad dressing.” With a giggle she got up and went to shower and dress for dinner.
