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“Where is Doug, anyway? Melody said you'd both be home. That's why I agreed to come to the pool.”

“He's off skeet-shooting with some guys from work. It's about the only outdoor activity he can do with his weight other than floating here, so I encourage him. Besides, it's better than him getting old axle grease on his clothes from that damn rust-bucket in the garage.”

“How's he coming on the car?”

“Who cares, other than him? He goes to work, eats enough dinner for three, and then he's out there until bedtime. Often, I'm asleep before he comes upstairs. I've heard of golf widows, fishing widows, and football widows. I'm an old car widow.”

“I'm sorry. I didn't know.”

“I used to be sorry. Say, do you want a drink? I could use a margarita.” I watched her tight ass move in her little turquoise bottoms as she went into the house.

Moments later, Melody climbed out of the water and grabbed a towel. Her white bikini clung to her, showing the cleft between her dainty labia and her cute little nipples hardening as the water evaporated. Her mother told me she wanted me. Melody tried to tell me the same thing herself after breakfast. My God, the trouble I could get myself in!

Caitlin came back with limes, salt, glasses, and a pitcher of margaritas for the grown-ups, and three tall lemonades for the girls.

As Melody helped her mom with the tray, she muttered, “That suit doesn't cover much.”

“Like yours does?” Caitlin giggled, gesturing to her daughter's chest and crotch. “I'm a hell of a lot more covered than I was when you sent Bill through the gate.”

Melody laughed, and held her towel in front of herself while she adjusted her bikini bottoms. Loosening the fit in the front defined her ass crack more.

The other girls spotted the lemonade and got out of the pool. Now I had four pairs of poorly covered breasts, lips, and squeezable asscheeks in front of me. I did what any red-blooded man would do. I sat up, wadded a towel in my lap to hide what might happen, and grabbed my drink. Jamie could drive us home. Mid-day drinking always makes me sleepy. A long, slightly drunken nap in the warm shade this afternoon could occupy time I would otherwise spend as a frustrated perv.

When the girls finished their lemonade and Caitlin and I were through our second drinks, we decided to cool off in the pool. Water polo devolved into water tag, which became a game of “drown Bill.”

When a girl tries to dunk you, you either fight her off or take her with you. Jamie was first and fairly easy to repel. I used every one of her ticklish spots. We splashed and wrestled, and I got a couple handfuls of boob and ass, but I doubt anyone noticed. When I picked her up and threw her away from me, Kiersten took up the assault.

She jumped on top of me, hands and arms on my head, trying to force me underwater. That put one breast in my face. I nibbled it through her suit, rooting for her nipple. “Bill!” she gasped. “Don't start what we can't finish!” She spent the rest of her time grabbing at my cock, rubbing herself on me, and jumping up so I could suck her other tit.

Melody climbed on my back. I pushed Kiersten away, and let myself fall back into the water, taking the little pixie clinging to my shoulders with me. When I was under, I spun to face her. She smiled at me from below, and shot up and grabbed on to me as I stood up. We came out of the water face to face, her legs wrapped around me, her lips inches from mine. “I'm really glad I'm gettin

g to spend time with you, Bill.”

She must have felt me against her. Grabbing at Jamie and playing with Kiersten had things firming up. “Let's go underwater again,” she breathed.

I wasn't prepared for her to stick her tongue in my mouth, but that's what she did as she ground against me. Without thinking, I put a hand on her tiny ass to push her groin tighter against mine, and with the other, palmed a dainty breast. I kissed her back, hard, until we ran out of air.

We surfaced, her legs still around me, my hands on her back, our faces a respectable distance apart as we gasped for breath. I'm not sure which one of us wore the odder expression. Her face showed a mixture of lust and embarrassment, her eyes and mouth wide. Mine probably looked silly.

Caitlin splashed away what ever goofy look I had. She slapped the water, launching sheets of it into my eyes. “Stand back, girls! I'll show you how it's done!”

She came at me and jumped on top of me, much as Kiersten had. I could feel her nipple against my lips through the triangle of thin turquoise cloth. She played dirty, pinching my ass hard through my trunks and hooking my leg with hers, forcing us both under the surface. She clung to me, but now our faces were at the same level. She had a naughty grin on her face as her hand played over the front of my board trunks.

We surfaced together. “Don't say a word,” she said, turning us so my back was to the teenagers. Her hand pushed under the waistband of my trunks, and her fingers closed over my shaft. “Nice.” Then she moved away. “I can't drown him either,” she called to the girls.

What the hell is going on? I'm popping boners all the time! That hasn't happened in almost twenty years! And who are they for? My own daughter, two of her teenage friends, and now, a married woman. Just great. Especially since they all knew it, or at least, knew I did it with them. Caitlin is a mom. She knows how a cock works. She had to feel I was half-hard when she got to me.

We swam and splashed a while longer, and then got out and toweled off. Kiersten went in for more lemonade, and Caitlin and I got to work on the rest of the pitcher of margaritas. All the women chattered, but no one said anything about our actions in the pool.

Caitlin and I lay and baked in the sun while the girls splashed in the pool. “Bill?”

“Hmmm?”

“You would screw my daughter, wouldn't you?”

That woke me up. “Huh?”

“You heard me. I felt you after she was all over you, so I think I already know the answer.”



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