I made my way to the kitchen, and as I got closer, I overheard Mom conversing with Tori.

I entered and greeted them, saying, “Good morning, Mom; good morning, Tori.”

Mom was dressed in a pink bikini featuring a triangle top and a high-waisted thong. Tori was similarly attired, though her bikini was a light orange.

“Good morning, Toby.”

“Good morning, son, where’s my kiss?”

I approached and kissed Mom on the cheek.

“What about me?”

“Go ahead, son. It’s okay.”

I then walked to the table where Tori was seated and kissed her cheek.

“Don’t forget, it’s Thursday, and you know what that means.”

“Yeah, I’ll come over to your house and clean the pool after school. I won’t forget, Tori. Alright ladies, I have to go. I’ll grab something to eat at the school cafeteria.”

Toby departed, and while we savored our coffee along with some Danish pastries, I inquired, “How are you managing, Tori?”

“Well, I did shed some tears while in the shower and let out a few expletives. I took a towel, twisted it, soaked it, and struck the bench with it.”

“I’m relieved I wasn’t there; otherwise, It would have been my ass.”

“And what a sexy ass it is, Evie.”

“Well, I can say the same about yours, Tori.”

We erupted into fits of laughter, and once we composed ourselves, I asked, “Are you all set for Saturday?”

“Absolutely, Evie and I’ll take the initiative, just as you had with Derek. I apologize for not informing you about my plans for that day. I had simply required support and had been hesitant to express that to you, fearing you might decline.”

“It would have been preferable if you had consulted me, but I understand where you were coming from.”

Then, I suggested that we step outside and enjoy some sunshine. I had already arranged the towels on the pool deck alongside a cooler, which contained two wine glasses, cheese, a bottle of Riesling, and six cans of Barefoot Spritzer Red Sangria. Adjacent to the towels was a bottle of raspberry seed oil for tanning and a box of crackers for the cheese. I had prepared all of this before Tori's arrival.

As we approached the setup, Tori exclaimed that I hadn’t had to go to such lengths. I countered that I had, because she deserved some pampering and relaxation. Upon reaching the setup, Tori turned and kissed me on the cheek. I responded by kissing her soft lips while my fingers untied the string behind her delicate neck. Between kisses, she inquired what I thought I was doing. As I removed her top and let it fall to the ground, I answered amidst kisses that I was preparing her for what was to come next.

Our kiss had grown increasingly passionate, and with both hands, I tugged at the side ties of her bikini bottoms. In response, she focused on loosening the strings of my bikini as our kiss intensified. I embraced her, feeling our hearts beat in sync, as if we were merging into one. Our hands roamed over the familiar contours of each other's bodies.

I eventually pulled away, took her hand, and we settled onto the towels. Not a single word was exchanged as I opened the chest and handed her a chilled glass before uncorking the bottle of wine. I poured the sweet liquid into our glasses and raised a toast, "To a bright and happy future, Tori."

Our glasses clinked together, and we both drank from them. “Lie on your stomach, Tori. I am going to apply oil to your back, and then you can do mine.”

Just the sight of this stunning woman made me feel aroused.

I shifted my towel closer to her left side and knelt on it. She swept her long, blonde hair to the side. I picked up the bottle and drizzled the oil over her shoulders, then followed the sensuous curve of her back down to her firm, attractive backside.

“Mmm, that feels good,” she softly purred.

After setting the bottle down, I began at her slender neck. I gently spread the oil from her neck and crown down to her shoulders. My right hand was busy applying oil to her back and backside, while I used both hands to massage her neck.

“What’s that I smell?”

“It’s raspberry; do you like it?”

“Yes, and I wasn’t expecting a massage.”

“Now hush, close your eyes and enjoy.”

The only sounds present were the sporadic chirping of birds and the gentle moans from Tori. I descended to her shoulders and worked to relieve the tension. My hands traveled along her sides, moving down and over her buttocks. During the upward motion, my hands smoothly glided along the contours of her voluptuous breasts. Then, I continued over her shoulders and down the sides of her spine to the base. I repeated this sequence five additional times, applying more pressure with each repetition.

“Aaahh, umm. That feels wonderful,” she moaned.

I positioned myself on my knees and poured more oil onto her buttocks and down each leg. I carefully rubbed the oil over each foot and leg, ensuring not to come in contact with the sides of her labia. I then began to massage her right foot, starting with the toes and progressing up to her buttocks. I continued this motion over to her left leg and down to the toes, repeating the pattern five times.

Throughout this process, soft moans emanated from Tori. Her body involuntarily made the slightest movements as her arousal gradually intensified. I slid my hands up her inner thighs. Upon reaching her sex, my thumbs began to massage her swollen labia.

“Oooh,” she murmured softly, her body jerking slightly at my touch.

I picked up the bottle of oil and generously drizzled it on her cheeks, as well as in the valley between them. After placing the bottle down, I commenced massaging her buttocks. My thumbs pressed along both sides of her ass crack. Then, I moved over her now swollen labia and back up to her alluring butt. It required restraint not to engage in further actions just yet.

I shifted my focus to her heart-shaped butt, alternating between kneading and squeezing. Gradually, I worked my way back to her neck and then down the slender curves of her sides. Tori’s breathing had deepened and slowed, accompanied by soft moans and occasional groans. I found myself becoming aroused merely from touching her and from the sounds she was producing.

My hands glided down her graceful body to the top of her ass crack. With my right hand, my index finger slipped inside the crack and descended to her rosebud. At the same time, my left thumb gently teased her clitoris. Tori had kept her eyes closed throughout the entire experience. The sounds of pleasure emanating from her had become incessant. Her body would shiver periodically in response to my touches. I briefly caressed her rosebud, causing her to lift her head slightly. Her ocean blue eyes opened wide, and she exclaimed, “Aahhh.”

I shifted my right thumb to her clitoris while my left hand's fingers rested on her very wet slit. The sweet nectar had begun to flow from her vagina. A damp patch had developed on the towel and was expanding. I gradually inserted my index and middle fingers into her vagina until I reached the third knuckle.

“Uugghh, please, I need to come now!” she said.

I began to gently withdraw my fingers, then pushed them back in, gradually increasing the pace. Throughout this, my right hand was occupied with lightly gliding over her back, shoulders, and buttocks. Tori was approaching the point of no return when I abruptly halted and instructed, “Now turn over; it’s time for your front.”

She propped herself up on her forearm, twisting slightly to the side. Looking over her shoulder at me, she exclaimed, “You must be joking, right? I was just about to orgasm, and you want me to flip over?!”

“Yes, do it now, and I will grant you that orgasm,” I replied in a sultry tone, accompanied by a playful smile.

She seems to have a plan; I really needed to climax. So, I’ll go along with it and see what unfolds.

Tori shot me a disapproving glance as she turned onto her back. I picked up the bottle of oil and began applying it to her legs. Once I felt her muscles relax, I poured a generous amount of oil around her mound, stomach, and those exquisite, voluptuous breasts.

She maintained her gaze on me, observing every action I took as my right hand spread the oil across her stomach and mound. My left hand mirrored this action on her breasts. I then started to knead her breasts with both hands, teasing her nipples. Her eyes fluttered shut as she began to unwind, her breathing becoming more rhythmic.

As I continued to knead and caress her breasts, she began to emit soft moans. I gradually slid my left hand away from her body and reached beneath my towel. Fortunately, Tori did not notice the bulge in my towel. Simultaneously, my other hand glided over her silky skin to her mound. Upon contact, she arched her back slightly and moaned, “Please let me cum.”

My index and middle fingers slipped between the soft folds. She let out a squelch and thrust her hips upward, trying to take my fingers deeper into her pussy. I fingered her while retrieving the vibrating egg and remote control from beneath my towel. How she failed to notice that bump, I could not comprehend.

I continued to fuck her as I brought the egg to my mouth, holding it by the string between my teeth. With my left hand, I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. She was writhing and moving her hips.

“Oh Evie, enough, let me cum!”

Her eyes had remained shut throughout the entire experience. It was now time to grant her the release she so desperately craved. I withdrew my hand from her breasts while continuing to thrust my fingers in and out of her vagina. With my left hand, I took the egg from my mouth and brought it close to my fingers. In one swift motion, I removed my fingers, slick with her juices, and inserted the egg inside her.

Her eyes opened, and she exclaimed, “Hurry, turn the damn thing on, I’m so close!”

I set it to maximum speed and vibration. At the sudden sensation, Tori grasped the towel in her hands, arched her back, and her body alternated between stiffening and relaxing. I placed the remote beside me and then pinched, pulled, and twisted her nipples. I leaned forward and sucked on one nipple while kneading the other tit.

When I bit down on the nipple, it triggered a mind-blowing orgasm for her. She arched her back and screamed, "Aaarrrggghhh, I’m cumming." I kept the vibrator activated, sending another wave of ecstasy through her body, followed by yet another.

“No more, please!” she begged.

I disregarded her request and patiently awaited her to experience not just one, but two additional orgasms. Afterward, I switched off the vibrator, positioned myself beside her, and embraced her. I held her as she navigated the waves of pleasure and gradually returned to a state of calm. Once she had rejoined me, we shared a kiss and lay in each other's arms for a considerable duration.

Subsequently, we enjoyed another glass of wine accompanied by some cheese and crackers, followed by yet another glass of wine. As we savored our third glass, Tori remarked, “Your turn, Evie. On your back.” Her playful smile and expression conveyed that it was now her moment to take charge.

I reclined, shutting my hazelnut-hued eyes. She poured a generous amount of oil from my neck down to my bald mound. I could see her imitating my hand and finger movements, spreading the oil as she massaged me. Her hands felt divine against my skin, causing goosebumps to rise. The massage gradually intensified my arousal as her fingers tantalized my clitoris and explored the depths of my vagina. 

I had been aroused since the moment I first laid eyes on her, lying naked on the towel. My juices began to trickle down my inner thighs and onto the towel. Her two fingers brought me closer to the brink, only to withdraw from my pussy. I anticipated what would follow and sensed the egg being inserted. She initiated the vibrator at a low setting but soon escalated both the speed and intensity of the vibrations.

“Mmm, mmm.” I sighed as the sensations intensified.

Tori massaged my breasts, pinching, pulling, and twisting my nipples. She brought me closer to the edge of orgasmic release. Then it occurred; she switched the vibrator to its maximum setting, causing my body to arch as I gripped the towel tightly. My orgasm surged through me like a flash of lightning. It felt endless as I climaxed once, twice, and then a third time. Each wave was more powerful than the previous one.

“Yes, yes, I’m cumming!”

With one last arch of my back, my body stiffened before collapsing onto the towel. Tori turned off the vibrator, snuggled beside me, and we embraced. As I gradually returned to her, we shared gentle kisses and caressed each other. She took the vibrator from my vagina and brought it to her mouth. I watched as she began to lick it clean, and I joined her in this act. Afterward, she placed the vibrator on the towel. Once fully recovered, we took a moment to relax and opened two cans of spritzer red sangria, enjoying some cheese and crackers.

“Evie, when Paul returns from his fishing trip tomorrow, will you share what happened this week?”

“Absolutely, we have no secrets.”

“Even what you, Toby, and I did?”

“Yes, there's no need to be concerned; everything will be fine. Now, let us apply oil to each other's backsides and bask in the sun. After that, we attended to our front sides.”

I need to think about  how I will tell him about the three of us.

We spent thirty minutes allowing the sun and oil to work their wonders. Subsequently, we oiled each other's front sides and enjoyed another thirty minutes soaking up the sun. Following this, we both took a refreshing swim in the pool before returning to our towels. We gathered our belongings and made our way back to the house.

I took Tori's hand and guided her upstairs to the master bathroom. We washed each other and found it impossible to resist engaging in intimate acts. I had to admit, the cool shower quickly turned steamy as we shared passionate kisses. Tori and I explored each other's bodies, teasing and caressing. Time appeared to freeze as we became lost in the ecstasy we were both giving and receiving. Suddenly, we reached our peaks simultaneously.

We embraced under the showerhead, allowing the cool water to flow over our heated skin. We showered each other's faces with gentle, affectionate kisses. Once we returned from our euphoric highs, we dried each other off and made our way to the bed. We climbed in, cuddled together, and drifted off to sleep.

oOo

I entered through the back door as I typically did after school. To my immediate left, there were stairs that led down to the basement. I ascended the five steps and opened the door to the narrow hallway that directed me to the study on the left and the kitchen on the right. I proceeded to the kitchen and was greeted by a disarray.

On the table, there was a cooler, while the counter near the sink displayed two wine glasses, an open box of crackers, a crumpled plastic package, and a knife. Additionally, two empty cans of spritzer and an empty wine bottle were positioned next to the cooler. A bottle of oil was also present on the table. Two of the chairs were adorned with bikinis, the tops draped over the backs and the bottoms resting on the seats.

Indeed, they must have had a wonderful time. I wondered where they could be.

I decided I should announce my presence after tidying up. After ten minutes, I completed the cleanup and walked to the bottom of the staircase leading upstairs. In a loud voice, I called out, “Hey Mom, I’m home.” I then began my ascent.

“Uuuhh, oh no, Toby’s home. Stay put, Tori.”

I heard him coming and slightly opened the door. “Hi sweetie, how was school?”

“Okay, finals are in two weeks. I was going to change and then clean Tori’s pool. I needed to discuss with her, taking some time off to study. Plus, we hadn’t really talked much. I’d like to get to know her better.”

“I think that’s an excellent idea; she is a very sweet young lady.”

“Okay, I need to change and get going. I will see you later.”

“Goodbye for now, son.”

As I made my way to my room, I heard the sound of her bedroom door shutting. I hurriedly changed and proceeded to Tori's.

Meanwhile, in Mom's bedroom...

“Oh my goodness, Evie, do you think...”

“I don’t think; I know. He has been infatuated with you since the very first day he laid eyes on you.”

“I sincerely apologize; I never anticipated this.”

“There is no need to apologize, as I could see how deeply you had come to care for him. I recommended that you return home and have a conversation with him. I will lend you a t-shirt and some shorts. Once the divorce is finalized, and if you wish,  you may pursue a relationship with my son.”

“I am twenty-five years old, and he is eighteen. Does the age gap not concern you?”

“Not in the slightest; he is exceptionally mature for his age and possesses a sharp intellect. Now, go home and speak with him.”

“Oh Evie, I don’t know what to say.”

“No need to say anything. Now, go.”

I had never witnessed anyone move with such speed. I tidied the bed and proceeded to the kitchen to tidy up the mess we had created. Upon my arrival, I found everything immaculate, with the exception of our bikinis draped over the chairs.

That young man is quite remarkable; I sincerely hoped that everything turns out well for the two of them.

Noticing the kitchen's cleanliness, I chose to unwind in the pool spa.

oOo

Before heading out to the backyard, I paused in the kitchen to grab two cans of Arizona Ice Tea from the refrigerator. I opened the French door and stepped onto the patio. After shutting the door behind me, I made my way to the spa, still dressed in the t-shirt and shorts that Evie had lent me. I entered the spa and submerged myself in the warm water. Toby was at the shallow end, skimming the surface.

“Hi Tori, how was your day?”

“Hi Toby, it was good; your mom and I spent the day relaxing by the pool. How was your day?”

“Good, I had a couple of pop quizzes. I’m in a study group, helping some kids prepare for finals in two weeks.”

“What about you? Are you ready?”

“Pretty much, my AP courses are somewhat challenging, but I’m maintaining a 4.0 GPA, and it looks like I'll graduate with honors.”

He completed skimming the pool and removed the robotic cleaner from the water. He examined it, then emptied the debris bag and checked the filter before placing the cleaner back into the water.

“Tori, what do you enjoy doing?”

After returning the cleaner to the water, he tested the chemical levels for chlorine, alkalinity, and pH.

“I enjoy hiking, camping, fishing, tennis, and golf, to name a few activities.”

After making the necessary adjustments, he took the supplies and skimmer back to the shed. I observed as he walked toward the shed, unable to suppress my admiration for his determination in tackling those subjects.

He exited the shed, secured the door, and walked as though he intended to return home.

“Toby, why not join me so we can further explore our interests? I have a chilled can of iced tea for you.”

He grinned, removed his shoes, stepped into the spa, and took a seat opposite me. After settling into the warm water, I offered him the cold drink.

“What are your interests?”

“Well, Tori, I also enjoy camping, hiking, and fishing, thanks to my parents, who introduced me to these activities at a young age. Additionally, I enjoy golfing.”

We opened our cans and took a sip, after which I said, “I would like you to come over next Wednesday to mow the lawn. I’m giving you the remainder of the week off to prepare for finals, and of course, it will be with pay.”

“Thank you; that is very kind of you.”

“No need for thanks, young man. Now, I must ask, are you comfortable with the fact that I am seven years your senior?”

“Yes, I am, and we should have had this conversation earlier...”

I interrupted him, saying, “Indeed, we should have discussed this beforehand. However, I am pleased that we are getting to know each other now.”

“So am I, and while it may not be feasible at the moment, once your divorce is finalized, I would like to take you out on a date, if that is acceptable to you.”

“I would love that, Toby, thank you.”

We both smiled and took a sip of our drinks. I placed my drink down and gradually stood up. The look on his face was priceless as he observed the white t-shirt cling to my body like a second skin. My breasts and firm nipples were clearly visible, as was my camel toe. I swayed my hips from side to side while gathering my loose hair in my hands. I flashed him a playful smile as I lifted my hair behind and above my head.

I continued to sway my hips as I moved directly in front of him, then let my hair cascade down. I positioned my hands above my breasts and traced the contours of my bosom with my fingertips. When I reached the bottom of the shirt, I remarked, “ I bet you’d like to see these puppies,” as I lifted the shirt just below my breasts.

“Yes, please let me see those beautiful breasts.”

“What would you do to see them?” I inquired as I straddled his right thigh while remaining upright, still swaying my hips.

“Anything.”

“What a bold claim; I’ll keep that in mind,” I replied in a sultry tone.

I sat on his thigh and rubbed myself against him, locking my hands around the back of his neck. He grasped my hips as I continued to grind against him. Our kiss grew more passionate as I pressed my body harder and faster against his thigh. He tried to lift my shirt, but I swatted his hand away. “No peeking, you naughty boy; now place that hand on my hip and hold on.”

I pulled back slightly, massaging my breasts through the fabric of my shirt as he watched. A gentle wave coursed through my body, followed by another, and then yet another in quick succession. Each wave was more intense than the previous one, as his firm hands gripped my hips. I extended my hands to his well-defined chest and rubbed myself against his thigh in sync with the waves.

I tilted my head back, swaying from side to side as moans and groans escaped my lips. They intensified as my climax approached, until…

“Yes, yes, oh my, I’m reaching my peak!”

I continued to grind against his thigh as wave after wave enveloped me. Once my orgasm subsided, I collapsed onto his chest, regaining my breath as he encircled me with his strong arms. After I returned from my euphoric state, I stood and instructed, “Sit up on the edge; I cannot let you leave with that noticeable bulge in your shorts.”

Toby stood, and I slipped my fingers into the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down. His impressive member sprang forth and brushed against my cheek. Forget about sitting down. I took him into my mouth right there, fondling his swollen testicles with my left hand. My head moved up and down the thick shaft while my tongue danced along it. Each time my mouth descended, another inch was drawn into my mouth.

When my nose made contact with his pubis, I held him in my throat as he released his essence down my throat. I repeatedly squeezed, milking his balls until they were completely emptied. I allowed the cock to slip from my mouth, with strands of saliva and semen connecting the tip of his cock to my lips and chin. Using my left hand, I collected what had dripped onto my chin, and in doing so, a few strands hung from the mushroom-shaped head while others dangled from my chin.

I gathered the strands that hung from my chin and repeated the action with those hanging from the tip of the cock. Throughout this, we maintained eye contact. I smiled up at him and licked my palm and fingers clean. Toby assisted me in standing, and we shared a kiss. I was aware that he could taste a bit of himself, yet he did not flinch or attempt to pull away.

In between kisses, I remarked, “It’s time for you to leave; I’ll see you next Wednesday.”

We separated, and he put on his shorts before we exited the spa. “Please give me your phone number; I would like to send you something later to help you through the week.”

“Sure, here it is… 451-876-8796.”

“Now, go and study. Inform your mother that I will return the clothes tomorrow.”

“I will do that. See you next week, and thank you once more for the time off.”

With that, Toby departed, and I went inside the house to prepare a little something to send him.

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