In our 50’s, our sex life had become a bit stale. Sex every couple weeks at best was the norm, much to my dismay. But after her weekend with Rick, she seemed much more interested and even initiated sex. I was quite pleased with her renewed interest. At times I would be working and receive a text from her — a picture of her partially or fully nude. Wow! One picture was of her at a local coffee shop where she exposed one of her boobs. It was so hot. My old Sandy would never have done something like that! I wondered who took the picture as both her hands were occupied. Was it Terrie her best friend? She wouldn’t tell me but instead keep teasing me about it. I couldn’t wait to get home and have my way with her.
It was getting cold outside, the time of year I don’t like. We did however have a great hot tub under the back deck to give us some respite from the cool weather. We both enjoyed sitting in the tub, drinking wine and basking in the quietness of the woods behind the house. In the past, we would go into the tub nude, as the deck shielded us from our neighbors on both sides and the back of the house faced into a large wooded area. Sandy enjoyed teasing me by lifting up out of the water and showing off her great rack. What a lovely sight! We would always get worked up and end the evening making passionate love upstairs. Oh how I enjoyed our hot tub sessions.
One Saturday we invited Rick over for a cookout. When I brought up the idea, Sandy couldn’t hide her enthusiasm. “Absolutely” she said. I wondered where the evening would lead. I definitely had visions of wild sex, it was very exciting to think of seeing Sandy get plowed again. Her legs wrapped around Rick’s back as he pounded his cock into her pussy. A nice steak, good conversation and wild sex…what a night!
Rick arrived at 630PM with 2 bottles of red wine in his hands and a smile on his face. After shaking my hand he gave Sandy a nice but brief kiss on the lips. I could see her eyes light up, she was definitely excited as well. We hadn’t discussed how the evening would proceed but my guess is she wanted him again. After that first weekend adventure together, we had talked about Rick and I had explained to Sandy that I was not only ok with the situation but also encouraged her to continue it. As long as she was enjoying herself and she always shared the details with me. Her reply was an enthusiastic yes.
We went into the kitchen and opened the wine while we talked about the weather, some politics and football games. Sandy was prepping veggies and setting the table in between sips. It was going to be great dinner of steaks, green beans, salad and apple pie for dessert. My job was to do the grilling and I had work to do there. I stepped out onto the patio to stoke the Green Egg and prep it for the steaks. I adjusted the airflow somewhat to reduce the heat a bit…didn’t want to burn anything. What was Rick and Sandy doing while I was gone? Not wanting to interrupt whatever might be happening, I tiptoed back over to the windows looking into the kitchen and spied the two of them embracing. They kissed and Rick rubbed Sandy’s rear. I couldn’t hear what they said but it elicited a smile from Sandy and another kiss before they separated. Game on!
Making a lot of noise so they could hear me, I opened the door and walked back into the kitchen. Rick asked me how the fire was going. It would be ready in 5 minutes or so I said. Looking at Sandy, I saw that her face was flush and her nipples were poking out of her blouse. I had noticed earlier in the evening that she had not worn a bra. Another indication that she was looking forward to some action that night. Oh boy.
When it was time to put on the steaks, we all grabbed our wine glasses and went out to the patio. I opened the Green Egg and smelled the hickory wood chips that were creating smoke. Dropping the steaks on the grill they sizzled a bit and the grill started working its magic. The aroma of the steaks cooking in the cool winter air was fantastic.
Rick looked over at the hot tub and asked if we used it. Sandy said absolutely and suggested perhaps we try it after dinner. Rick liked the idea but said he didn’t have a suit. Sandy replied that it was ok with a smile. I offered a spare set of swimming trunks for Rick to use. “That sounds good” he said. Sandy left to turn on the hot tub while Rick and I continued talked. As she walked away, we both starred at her lovely ass swaying in her tight dress.
Dinner was fantastic. I really enjoy grilling on the Green Egg. Sandy sat across from me and next to Rick. As we ate, I noticed Rick’s left hand seemed to disappear under the table. Was he stroking Sandy’s thighs under the table? She initially didn’t give indication of anything happening until I saw her face get a little red and a couple times she let out a gasp. His fingers must have found her pussy. Damn, was she going to cum right there at the table?
After a small serving of apple pie ala mode, we were in great shape. We had finished the two bottles of wine Rick brought over, so I went down to the basement to get some more. Sandy went with me to make sure I pulled the right ones. In the wine room, she turned to me, kissed me and asked if it was ok for her and Rick to have sex tonight. I said it was absolutely all right with me as I pulled her to my growing cock. Kissing her again I rubbed her tits, squeezing the nipples and getting a deep groan from her. You seem ready for action I said. “I’m soaking wet already” she responded. My hand moved down and under her dress to see if indeed that were the case and it was. Rubbing my fingers over her pussy, I slipped two digits inside her. She pushed up against me to embed more of my fingers. Damn, she needed a good fuck. I asked her if she wanted to cum and she said yes please. So I started strumming her clit as her breaths become more rapid. Her pussy clinched around my fingers, wanting them to go deeper inside. I could sense her build up to orgasm and I stopped fingering her. Her eyes opened wide and she grabbed my hand trying to pull it back to her pussy. Nope I said, you will have to wait. She pleaded with me, “I need to cum” she said. “Nope, you will have to wait my dear, now let’s go upstairs to our guest.” Getting her on the brink would make her wanting sex even more I figured. It would be exciting to see her scream as she came all over Rick’s cock later in the evening!
When we moved to the den, Rick sat next to Sandy on the sofa. I took the chair across from them. The next two bottles of wine went down real fast as we sat chatting. I left to go to the bathroom and peaking back around the corner I saw that Rick was rubbing Sandy’s tits as they kissed. He pulled her blouse out of her skirt and ran his hands under the blouse, reaching for her tits. She let out soft moans as he pinched her big nipples. She was ready for sex for sure. I have no doubt she would strip down right then and let him take her if he asked her. Wondered if she asked him to fuck her right then. I snuck back around the corner to the bathroom and flushed the toilet.
When I returned, I suggested we try out the hot tub. Rick and I went upstairs to get on a swimsuit (I loaned Rick one of mine). After grabbing another bottle of wine and glasses, we headed out to the patio and the hot tub. Sandy was nowhere to be seen but I was sure she would show up shortly. The hot tub was perfect! About 31 degrees outside and 100 degrees plus in the tub. We eased into it and poured wine. What a lovely evening for basking in the warmth of the tub. Nothing but cool air and the sounds of the forest behind the house.
I heard the door open and out walked Sandy in a warm robe. She looked radiant. She strode up to the tub, opened the robe and dropped it on the patio. To my shock she was fully nude. I asked where her swimwear was, that we were wearing suits. She smiled at us and said “sorry, but I didn’t get the memo, do you want me to go inside and change?”. We both quickly yelled NO as she smiled at us. Stepping into the tub she lowered herself into the water and grabbed her wine. The evening was just getting better and better.
We soaked in the hot water for an hour or so, talking about just about everything. The dinner, the kids, our retirement plans and even our plans for going to Florida for a respite from the winter weather. Sandy was gulping her wine, refilling her glass a number of times. I wondered if she was nervous and trying to deal with that. Every time she reached up to refill her glass, her boobs poked up out of the water and we got a great look at them. Rick finally broke the sexual ice by saying that Sandy’s boobs looked fantastic and that he would like to see more of them. Sandy smiled and sat upright in the hot tub, exposing her tits for us to see. By now my cock was rock hard and I expected Rick was also.
“So you like my breasts? ” said Sandy. I looked at her and laughed. “Of course we do honey, they are fantastic”. I asked Rick what he thought. “The best I have ever seen” was his response. With that, he moved over closer to Sandy and gave her a little kiss on the lips. Were they going to go at it here in the hot tub? The thought of watching him bend her over the side and taking her from behind was flashing through my mind. But it was very cold out and probably not practical. Drats!
Rick whispered something into Sandy’s ear and I saw her look at me and then shake her head yes. Apparently Rick asked her if it was ok to rub her tits as his hand came out of the water and began stroking her left boob. Sandy moaned and reached over to kiss Rick with passion. I could see her tongue slip into his mouth. It was definitely going to happen. Sandy was definitely going to get banged tonight!