by Alex Cowen
"Hey,” I said, nudging him with my elbow. “Would you mind doing it?”
Jay had been looking over at Hailey and he jumped in surprise when he felt my elbow jab his arm. Jerking his head around toward me he blushed and looked flustered.
“Oh… no, that’s ok. You go ahead.” His cheeks were bright red at being caught staring at my wife.
"Come on," I insisted, giving him an innocent smile. “You’re closer.”
I leaned forward in my chair and looked around him at Hailey. “Is that alright with you hun?"
Hailey turned her head toward us and smiled.
"Hmmm … sounds good to me.”
She paused and looked at Jay with a raised eyebrow. “But if you do me, does that mean I have to do you?”
My cock jumped in my swim shorts.
"Of course it does,” I answered for Jay.
The look of shock on Jay’s face was so funny I had to suppress my laugh.
"Hmmm…” Hailey sighed nonchalantly, laying her head down and closing her eyes as though she was going to take nap. “Ok.”
Jay took the lotion from me, stood from his chair, and stepped over to Hailey.
“Hang on,” Hailey said as Jay sat down on the edge of her lounge chair. She reached her arms around behind her and grabbed the thin straps of her bikini top. Giving them a quick pull, the large, looping bow undid itself like a shoelace and the sides of her top fell forward. Reaching up behind her neck, she untied the upper strap as well, and before he knew it, Jay was staring down at Hailey’s bare back.
“There,” she said. “Now go ahead.”
Opening the bottle of lotion, Jay squeezed some of the thick white gel onto Hailey’s back, and then spent the next several minutes rubbing it into Hailey’s skin. Hailey let out a low moan of pleasure as Jay rubbed her back and shoulder blades, working in slow, leisurely circles, messaging as we went.
It was hard to tell who was enjoying it more, Jay or Hailey, but Jay certainly kept rubbing her longer than was necessary to simply apply the necessary SPF.
“Don’t forget to get the sides,” she reminded him after a few minutes.
Jay pushed his hands apart and slid them off of Hailey’s shoulder blades to the sides of her breasts. He let them linger there for a brief moment, his fingers almost cupping them, before moving them down along the smooth curves of Hailey’s torso. When he reached her hips and his fingers touched her bikini bottoms, he switched directions and slid his hands back up sides. Arriving back up at the top, he moved his hands in slow, lazy circles, massaging the sides of her breasts. Three feet away, I sat quietly and watched out of the corner of my eye as my best friend felt up my wife.
“Mmmm ….” Hailey moaned seductively. “Do you think you could do my legs too?”
Without a word Jay moved himself to the back of Hailey’s lounge chair and repositioned himself by her legs. Picking up the bottle he squeezed some lotion into his palms and began rubbing it into her lower legs, just above her ankles. Slowly he worked his hands up her calves, then over her knees to the back of her thighs. Hailey moaned sensuously as Jay massaged her soft, supple skin.
From the corner of my eye I watched as Jay worked his way up Hailey legs, rubbing in the lotion and kneading her muscles as he went. As he got to the top of her thighs I noticed that he lingered there, moving his hands in slow, wide circles. He continued to inch his way up, and as he did, I watched as Hailey subtly spread her legs and arched her ass slightly, giving him more access between her legs. Jay moved his hands in slow circles, and as his hand moved inside Hailey’s thighs I could see him trying to inch closer and closer to her pussy without being noticed. Soon the side of his hand was grazing her bathing suit between her legs. Hailey moaned again, so softly that I barely heard it. I knew what this was doing to her so I turned my head and looked away from Jay so he wouldn’t stop. Inside my swim shorts my cock was starting to grow larger.
I turned my head slightly so I could sneak a look over at Jay. He had moved his hands up even further and was massaging Hailey’s upper thighs in slow circles. With each slow swirl his hands ran up the inside of Hailey’s thighs until they reached the gap between her legs. His fingertips slipped underneath the edge of her bikini bottoms and lingered there as he slowly circled his hands up and outward, massaging her upper thighs and touching the cleft of her ass with his fingers.
He rubbed for what was much longer than needed to apply sun tan lotion, and had reached a point where if he kept going, his, and Hailey’s, true desires were going to become obvious. Apparently deciding it was time to change course, Hailey reached up with her hand, grabbed her top and, pressing it to her breasts, rolled over.
“Ok,” she said, her eyes still closed and a slight smirk on her face, “Now do the front.”
Suddenly remembering that I was sitting just a few feet away, Jay looked over at me with wide eyes. I just smiled at him and shrugged.
Picking up the bottle of lotion, he poured some more of it into his hands and started rubbing it into the front of her legs. He started at her feet and quickly worked his way up her shins to her thighs. When he finally reached her suit, Hailey grabbed the sides of her bikini bottoms and tugged them up, exposing a thin strip of pale skin on each side of the suit.
"Can you be sure to get right inside my tan lines? I don't want to get burned there like I did last time."
The front of Hailey’s suit, which was only inches across to begin with, was now nothing more than a thin strip of material pressed tightly against her bulging pussy lips.
Jay rubbed his fingers along her tan lines, just fractions of an inch from her pussy. As he rubbed he moved his hips and adjusted the way he was sitting. I could tell that his cock was getting as hard as mine, but Hailey kept playing innocent, not letting on at all that she knew she was being provocative.
Again he reached that point where it was obvious that he had adequately covered Hailey’s legs. Even though he obviously wanted to keep going, Jay must have decided that it would be best to stop before things became awkward. Forcing himself to pull his hands away, he sat up straight and looked down at Hailey.
"I’ll let you do your own stomach and top,” he said, trying to sound casual even as he shifted in his seat, clearly trying to adjust the hard-on in his shorts. “Is that good?”
Without opening her eyes Hailey purred, "Ohhh yea … that was very good."
Jay took in a deep breath and then stood up.
“I think I’m going to go get some new drinks,” he said as he quickly turned toward the house. As I glanced at him I saw the front of his short sticking out, evidence of the raging hard that my wife had given him. “Does anyone want anything?”
“I’ll take another margarita,” Hailey said. “The blender and tequila are already out and the mix is in the fridge.”
Jay turned his head and looked down at me. He was still facing the house away from me, hiding his erection. “Another beer?” he asked. I nodded my head and smiled.
Jay flashed me a pained smile and walked off toward the house
As soon as she heard him pull open the sliding glass door, Hailey opened her eyes and looked over at me.
“Come here,” she said wickedly.
I lowered my eyebrows and scrunched my eyes at her. Hailey just grinned and jerked her head toward herself.
“C’mon,” she said conspiratorially. “I want to ask you something.”
I stood up and moved over to Hailey’s lounge chair. The instant I sat down on the edge of it she placed her hand on my thigh and slipped it up underneath the loose leg of my suit. Sliding it up my shorts she quickly found what she was looking for and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She smiled when she found that I was already hard and started stroking me with a gentle by firm grip.
"You like me teasing Jay don't you?" she asked.
I just sat there in silence, dizzy from the exquisite feeling of her hand stroking my cock.
“You do, don’t you?” she said, grinning mischievousl
y. “You like having him looking at me, and touching me.”
My face grew warm and I opened my mouth, intending to deny it. Even with everything that had happened the night before, I was still having a hard time reconciling my feelings. I mean, what kind of man gets off on watching another man touch his wife? But there was no use lying to her. My rock hard cock betrayed me, so I just said nothing and simply smiled back down at her.
Hailey smiled at me in a self-satisfied way and stroked my cock more vigorously.
“You’re thinking about him fucking me, aren’t you?” she teased. She kept sliding her hand up and down my cock, making it hard for me to talk. “Aren’t you?” she asked.
I just nodded my head, unable to find my voice.
Hailey kept jacking me off for several more seconds and I began to fear that if she didn’t stop I would cum in my bathing suit. But after a little while she let me go and slid her hand back out of my shorts.
"We better stop. We don't want to get caught, do we?" she said, nodding her head back toward the door. “If we did, Jay might get jealous and I might have to do him too."
Just then I heard the back door slide open, and Jay came walking back out from the house. He was carrying two beers for me and him and a frosty new margarita for Hailey. As he set them down on the small table, Hailey grabbed the lotion bottle and stood up.
"Your turn Jayden," she said smiling wickedly at me and turning to him. "Front and center."
Jay looked like he was about to protest, but then thought better of it and turned to face her. She stepped forward, squirted lotion into her hands and started rubbing it into his chest.
I moved back over to my chair and sat down, watching in awe as my wife began caressing Jay’s chest and shoulders. Although she was rubbing him with suntan lotion, it looked more like she was feeling him up.
"God,” she said as her hands rubbed all over his body. “I had no idea you were in such good shape."
She looked at Jay a winked at him playfully. Before he could respond she sank down to her knees in front of him and began applying lotion to his legs. Starting at his calves she worked her way up over his knees to his thighs. She rubbed her hands in slow circles on each of his legs, working her way up his thighs until her hands were grazing inconspicuously underneath the front of his bathing suit. I watched in fascination as first her fingers, then each of her hands disappeared up underneath the loose fabric of his suit. Amazed at her boldness, I wondered how far up she would go. When she was in almost to her wrists, I thought for sure that she was about to try to cop a feel of his cock. But she didn’t. Instead, she ran her hands behind him to get the backs of his legs, reaching her arms around his thighs and leaning in as she did so that she face was inches from his crotch.
Hailey’s hands were on the backs of Jay’s thighs, halfway up his shorts. She was not even pretending to rub lotion on him anymore. From my vantage point it looked like she was about to go down on him. All three of us were all silent, and Jay and I were both holding our breath, waiting to see what Hailey was going to do.
Then, with a sudden abruptness, she stopped, pulled her hands off of Jay, and stood up. She was just inches away from him, her supple body fully inside his personal space, their bodies almost touching.
“There,” she said smiling at him. “You’re all set.”
Jay gazed down at her, his eyes glassy and intense. I could tell he wanted to reach out and grab her, and I for a second wondered whether he might actually do it.
Hailey cocked her head and gave him a naughty smile. The tension between the two of them was palpable. Staring straight back into his eyes she gave him a wink, then, without a word, turned around and leaned over. With her ass pushed out toward Jay, just inches from his crotch, she started adjusting the towel on the lounge chair again.
Jay just stared down at her, unable to move. Hailey’s hips swayed back and forth, teasing him cruelly as she made a show of straightening her towel.
As she turned to sit down, Jay’s shook his head slightly, as if trying to physically force himself to break off his stare. His face turned red as he suddenly realized that he had been staring at my wife’s ass right in front of me, and he looked over at me with a guilty look on his face. I just gave him a broad smile and lifted my beer toward him in a friendly salute. Inside my bathing suit my cock was every bit as hard as his was.
* * * * *
The three of us spent the rest of the afternoon lounging around the pool. Jay kept sneaking glances at Hailey while she laid on the lounge chair beside him, and I kept pretending not to notice.
Before long the sun started working its way down the afternoon sky, and we started to talk about what we wanted to do for dinner. We decided that we were too tired to go out again, so Hailey volunteered to cook for us.
“Ok guys,” she said as she stood from her lounge chair. “I’m going to go in and take a shower, then I’ll fix something good for us.”
Hailey turned and bent over to grab her towel off the chair, once again giving Jay a first class view of her ass.
She stood back up, smiled down at us, and started walking to the house, her fine, barely-covered ass swaying as she went, just begging us to follow her to the bedroom.
Jay and I both stared at her as she walked away. When she was safely inside he turned toward me with an incredulous look.
"You, my friend, are the luckiest son of a bitch I have ever met."
CHAPTER 5
Not long after Hailey left us, Jay and I followed her into the house to change for dinner. When I walked into our bedroom I found Hailey in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. She had just come out of the shower and was wrapped in a heavy bath towel, her wet hair clinging to her back and shoulders.
As I walked into the bathroom she looked over at me and gave me a huge smile. She turned and stepped toward me, closing the gap between us, and before I knew it she was in my arms, pushing her body tightly against mine. Before I could speak she pressed her lips up against mine and started kissing me passionately.
Her tongue darted into my mouth as she reached up and grabbed the sides of my head, clenching two fistfuls of my hair and pulling my face into hers. Kissing her back, I put my hands on her sides and ran them down the damp towel, feeling her tight body underneath. My hands moved lower, gliding over the curves of her hips and around to the back of her thighs. Gripping the bottom of her ass tightly, I pulled her up hard against me, pressing my stiff cock against her.
After several seconds she let go of my hair and broke off our kiss. Leaning her head back she looked into my eyes.
I cocked my head and raised an eyebrow at her.
“You’re naughty,” I said accusingly.
Hailey puckered her lips in an exaggerated pout and lowered her head. Lifting her eyes, she looked up at me like a child being scolded.
“Are you mad at me,” she asked, her voice dripping with over-exaggerated guilt.
I stared at her for a few seconds, frowning like an angry teacher, then broke into a smile.
“You’re a little minx!” I whispered, giving her ass a tight squeeze.
“Hey!” she said, incredulous. “It’s your fantasy!”
I blushed and laughed at the same time. “Yeah, I guess that’s fair.”
I paused for a second, then turned my head and looked at her sideways.
“But you sure seem to have taken to it,” I said.
To my surprise, Hailey blushed and looked away.
I had never seen Hailey embarrassed before, and the sight of it almost made me laugh. But it only lasted for a brief second. Turning her head back toward me she looked into my eyes and broke into a mischievous grin.
“Yeah … well … I was just thinking …” Tracing her finger in a slow ‘s’ down my chest, she paused. “… about how maybe you’d like to actually give it a try?”
My chest tightened and I lost my breath. I had heard the words but could not believe she had actually said them. For the past twenty-four hour
s she had been teasing and flirting with Jay, but now she was asking if I actually wanted to watch them get it on.
I searched for an appropriate response, but I came up blank. My mind was rendered in two, one half terrified by the prospect of my wife having sex with someone other than me, the other half euphoric about the prospect of actually being able to live out my deepest fantasy.
“Is that what you want?” I ended up saying.
In response, Hailey reached up and grabbed my hair again and kissed me passionately. She pressed her towel-covered body into me and started grinding her pelvis into mine. My cock, which was already semi-hard, went completely erect. I slid my hands down to Hailey’s thighs and slipped my fingers underneath the edge of her towel. Raising it up, I cupped her firm bare ass in my palms. She let out a soft moan into my mouth and gripped me even tighter.
Pulling myself together I broke off our kiss and leaned back.
“But listen,” I said, looking down into her sultry eyes. “Jay is my friend. I don’t want to freak him out and I don’t want to jeopardize our friendship. If he gets uncomfortable, then back off, ok?”
Hailey nodded at me soberly, her eyes wide and serious. Then she smiled wryly and bit her lower lip, looking every bit like the proverbial cat who ate the canary.
*****
Hailey fixed us a great dinner, and I opened a good bottle of wine for us to enjoy with it. Before we were done, we had not only gone through the bottle, but we had finished off a second one as well, and were well into the third. Everyone was feeling nice and relaxed when we finally pushed our plates away, which was good because after my encounter with Hailey in the bathroom, I was pretty amped up. I was still anxious, not quite knowing what Hailey’s plan was, or how I would react when she executed it, but the alcohol had calmed my nerves considerably.
We sat at the table and talked until Jay finally stood up and started gathering our plates.
“Oh no, honey,” Hailey said, putting her hand of his forearm. “I’ll do that.”
“No,” Jay objected sincerely. “You made this great dinner, it’s only fair that I clean up. Besides, you guys always take such good care of me when I come to town, I need to do something to repay you.”
