The boy came closer, unsure of himself. Zoe rolled off her lounge chair and stood over me. She pulled open my wrap and said, "She's beautiful, don't you think?" He nodded anxiously. "Help me with her bikini."
I should have put a stop to the proceedings right then, but I was already aroused from our conversations and well, it wasn't going to be the first time I ever fooled around after I married. I arched my back enough to let the bottoms slide off my hips. Zoe bent over and wrapped her lips around my now bare nipple - I hadn't figured her for bisexual and I wasn't sure if this told me she was.
My bikini landed on the deck and Theo slid out of his shorts. He was a beautiful specimen. I found myself admiring his swelling cock. I spread my knees to allow his fingers to play between my legs. Zoe lowered the back of my lounge chair and Theo climbed over me. He pushed two fingers into my vagina, toyed with my clit with his thumb, and began sucking on my tits one by one. I held his cock in my hand and tried to rub it as best I could with his weight on me.
When we were both ready, he pulled his hand away and I let him take hold of his own shaft. Though he had a lot to learn about pleasing a woman, it felt good when he pushed it into my opening. His thrusts were powerful and youthful. Zoe had spit on her fingers and was playing in my asshole. I found her pussy and found her slippery love canal welcoming to my own fingers. A wave of orgasm swept over my body all the way down to my toes before the boy was able to finish.
Sensing that I was already satisfied, Theo pulled out and moved over to Zoe. In that way, I suppose he showed more sexual education than I had figured. Zoe was already naked, and all he had to do was push open her legs and enter her. Their intercourse was intense and passionate. I could tell from her expressions that this was far from the first time for these two. When he pulled out, there were white blobs of his cum on her pussy hair, and more dribbled out of her opening. It was actually not that often that I've seen that, so I'll admit I was fascinated.
Theo pulled on his shorts and got back to his job of cleaning the bottom of the pool. Zoe and I slid naked into the hot tub section of the pool. "How old is he, Zoe?" I asked.
"Well he seems to have a driver's license." I supposed that was good enough in this state. But I'd never cheated with someone who couldn't buy a drink at a bar. "He told me I was his first. ... And second and third."
Zoe sat on a high place in the bubbling tub and started playing with her boobs in a way that the boy would notice. I was just sitting there, but my boobs were also out of the water. Theo started to pay attention. "Aren't you glad you got to know her?" Zoe asked, "Don't you want to know her some more?"
I looked at her slightly amazed and aghast, but not unwilling. The boy slid his shorts off again, revealing that his cock was already at full staff. He slipped into the hot water, took a deep, acclimatized himself and waded across to me. He ducked under the bubbles and soon I felt his tongue lapping between my pussy lips. I didn't think he knew that trick.
When he was out of oxygen, he popped out of the steaming water holding his shaft. He moved close between my legs. I guess a girl's lubrication still works pretty well under water because his cock found its way deep into my love canal. It was round two for him, so I actually had two orgasms before I was pretty sure he was cumming inside me. Zoe had been sitting across from me on the edge of the tub finger fucking herself. Seeing that certainly helped my own climaxes arrive. I pushed myself up onto the edge of the deck. Despite the rinsing effect of the swirling water, white blobs of male love were oozing out of my vagina.
Theo managed to fuck Zoe as she sat on the edge of the tub. I couldn't help playing between my legs as I, in turn, watched those two.
Then Theo climbed out of the water, pulled his shorts back on and left. Zoe and I dropped back in the water and used our fingers to rinse out any evidence of our marital duplicity.
We were dressed, sipping red wine at their bar when our husbands returned. I dipped my finger into the wine and wrote a red T on the countertop before I wiped it away with my napkin. Zoe smiled.