“Oh, I really should head back home, it’s getting late” protests Iona.
“Join us for one drink” insists Tyron.
“C’mon it’s Friday night!” says Michael.
“Okay, but just ONE drink” she replies firmly.
Iona is the first to enter the hot tub. The warm water spreads heat across her skin as the bubbles tickle her body.
Tyron grabs a box of beers from his apartment and hands everyone a bottle.
Her four new friends climb in and join her. It’s a tight squeeze and she can feel her shoulders touching the men on either side of her.
She feels comfortable and relaxed with her four new friends as they laugh and drink beers in the hot tub.
She’s not sure if it’s the alcohol, the bubbles, or the fact that she’s the only woman in a hot tub with four handsome young men. But she’s feeling nervous, excited and even a little bit turned on. Her erect nipples are noticeable through her bikini top.
“So, what do you do for work?” asks Michael.
“Well, I write books about relationships” she responds.
“What kind of relationships?” Darnell chimes in.
“Well, usually about issues inside and outside of the relationships, no matter whether it’s cheating, in-laws not approving, general fighting, or issues the society has with relationships”.
“What about interracial dating?” asks Treyvon.
“Yeah, you ever dated a black guy?” asks Tyrone.
“No, I can’t say I have” Iona replies.
“Once you go black you never go back!” says Michael causing everyone to laugh.
“Well, I guess I’ll never know cause I’m married now” replies Iona.
“Kind of a shame at the moment” she says with a wicked smile.
She is sick and tired of being a good stay-at-home wife while her husband travels the country every weekend having fun. Maybe it’s time she had a little fun of her own.
Suddenly she feels a hand rest on her thigh under the water. She looks around but can’t figure out whose hand it belongs to.
The mysterious hand slides further up her thigh and grazes against her bikini bottoms. She knows she should push it away but she doesn’t.
She knows should get up and leave, but she doesn’t.
The mysterious hand begins rubbing her pussy through her bikini bottom. She lets out a soft moan and closes her eyes. The same fingers pull her bikini bottom to the side and stroke her pussy lips.
She can’t resist, it feels so good to be touched like this. She moans again.
Tyrone, who is sitting next to her, moves in for a kiss but she hesitates and pulls away from him. There are so many reasons she should stop this. She’s married, he’s younger, he’s her neighbour.
But the fingers working her pussy drag another moan from her mouth and Tyrone sucks her bottom lip. Iona wraps a hand around his neck and gives in to his kiss, allowing him to slip his tongue in.
She feels more strong hands untying her bikini top which falls into the water allowing her impressive breasts to fall free.
“Wow, she’s stacked!” exclaims Michael.
Michael reaches over and cups her breasts in both hands, while Darnell pinches and tweaks her pointy brown nipples.
Treyvon yanks her bikini bottoms off and throws them out of the steamy hot tub. She feels his fingers exploring her pussy, finding her opening, then sliding in causing her to gasp.