BEST FRIENDS – PART 2: THE POOL ROOM
(note: should be read after Best Friends in Lesbian story section)
1.SUZANNE
Suzanne woke late, the sunlight through the blinds creating bright strips of sunlight across her large creamy breasts which peeped out above the covers, and her curly strawberry blonde hair messed up over the pillow. She sighed with frustration. After her hasty escape through the French windows last night she had made her way back to her room and spent a restless night remembering her illicit tryst with her friend Carla. She was not sure how Carla had explained her state of undress to her husband, Jack, after his sudden reappearance but whatever she had said must have worked as there was still no sign of them.
She raised her fingers to her nose and breathed in the heady scent of her friend's sex, feeling a rush of lust as images of the night before came back to her. She reached under the covers with her other hand, opening her legs a little to help herself ease the strong desire she felt for sleepy sex while still warm and relaxed from sleep - it was usually one of her favourite times to make love but unfortunately today she was alone. Usually she would use her favourite dildo to pleasure herself and start the day off with a wonderful orgasm, but today, as she idly massaged her pussy, she wondered if things might be awkward between her and Carla. She hoped not but there was only one way to find out. She would get up and go for a swim first though to try and cool off a little.
So, putting on a skimpy black pair of bikini bottoms and top comprised of two small triangles which barely contained her ample breasts, she wrapped a sarong around her and headed for the pool. It was already hot, and the water looked cool and inviting; so, dropping the sarong, she dived in. Several laps later there was still no sign of her friend, and so she looked around for a sun-bed or chair to lie on. Spotting a young man pruning one of the hedges nearby she guessed this must be the gardener Carla had mentioned. He was wearing a pair of khaki cut-off combat shorts, and his tanned torso was lean muscular and brown from a summer spent out of doors. His shoulder length brown hair was nut brown and wavy, and Suzanne wondered what his hands (which were so carefully handling, the rose bushes) would feel if handling her. As she approached he stopped what he was doing and made not secret of watching her wet breasts move as she walked towards him.
Do you know where I might find a sun bed." she asked. He said nothing, but simply smiled and pointed in the direction of a building the other end of the pool. Ah, the pool room! Feeling a bit foolish she thanked him, and turned to walk to the other side of the pool. Aware that the sexy young gardener was still watching she accentuated the swing of her hips so that he would get a good look at her beautifully rounded rear. The door to the pool room was open, but before going inside she glanced back quickly to see him still watching her - my god, how had Carla managed to get such a hot young hunk to tend to her garden, and she wondered if he tended to anything else while he was here.
As she entered the pool room it took her eyes a few minutes to adjust to the darkness as the blinds were drawn but she spotted a pool chair in the corner and headed further in to fetch it.
"Hello Suzy" said Jack's familiar voice suddenly behind her. Jumping a little, she turned to face him. Her friend's husband was not much taller than her but without her usual heels and realising there was not much material covering her, she felt much smaller now. He smiled as he looked at her dripping onto the floor, and his gaze dropped perceptibly downwards to where the cold damp silky material clearly showed the hardened points of her nipples. Her large breasts not particularly well concealed by the little fabric there was.
"You have been a very naughty girl" he continued, as he closed the door firmly behind him.
"Carla?" she managed to stammer while looking around to see if there was another exit.
"Oh, she's gone shopping for lunch. I thought that you and I should have a little talk. In private." Jack didn't move but the intense way in which his dark eyes were looking at her made her feel hot despite the damp costume and cool of the room.
"You see. I know what you girls have been getting up to together. I am away a lot for work recently , and wanted to make sure my wife was behaving herself, so I have set up some cameras around the house. And I reviewed the footage this morning," he added, his sexy blue eyes holding her gaze.
Suzanne gulped; there was not much she could say if what he said was true. "And does Carla know? About the cameras I mean?"
He moved closer to her, and she could smell the familiar scent of the aftershave he usually wore. It made her lick her lick her lips. She had tried very hard not to be attracted to her friend's husband in the past, but given the current circumstances she was finding it very difficult indeed as the moisture between her legs proved.
"She doesn't know," he said "and I would prefer it to stay that way, or there will be consequences. More consequences!" he added pointedly.
Her bright green/grey eyes watched him curiously, trying to gauge where he was going with this confession, slightly scared but also very aroused by the fact that he had just watched her and Carla make love to each other in his bedroom...on his bed. Her gaze wandered down past the white linen shirt to his narrow waist and below where the tight black jeans showed a remarkably prominent bulge. He pulled an old arm chair out of the shadows and sat down without dropping his gaze.
"Naughty girls like you Suzy need to be kept in line, and I think a bit of old fashioned punishment is in order," he remarked. He watched her reaction carefully and was pleased to see her lips part as she started to breathe a bit more heavily. Suzanne had a penchant for submission as he had correctly guessed. "Now, come here and bend over my lap," he ordered in a voice which challenged her to disobey. Seeing her hesitate he added "If I drag you over here it will be worse."
Suzanne could think of no way out of this situation. They were alone, and he obviously knew Carla would be gone a while. There was nothing for it but to accept her fate, although one part of her wanted this so badly that she knew the dampness of her bikini briefs was not just from her earlier swim. Slowly she walked towards him and placed herself over his lap. Jack kept himself in shape and she felt his hard muscular thighs underneath her softer curves. He pushed her head and neck down so that her well-rounded bottom was raised in the air. Her damp breasts were soaking his trousers. She felt helpless and turned on by the uncertainty of what he was about to do to her. . He started to caress her raised arse, and she felt her pussy moisten as his hands fondled her while he pondered her fate.
"I think a good old fashioned spanking is what you need Miss Suzy. On the bare," he added as she felt him ease her bikini pants down so they were around her knees. She could feel his rock hard cock jutting up into her - and boy it felt enormous! She wondered what it would feel like thrusting inside her as he continued to rub the rounded globes of her bottom, every now and then running his fingers down the cleft of her arse to the top of her thighs.
Then, suddenly without warning, "slap!" She felt his hand come down hard on her behind, so hard it stung and brought tears to her eyes.
"This is what happens to bad girls" he continued with three more smacks in quick succession. It hurt like hell, and Suzanne struggled to try to escape - but he merely held her down more tightly and continued...slap "bad"...slap "naughty"..Slap "slut!". Her bottom stung like hell, but at the same time she felt the urge to rub her cunt against his leg and felt a trail of juice run down her inner thighs. After a while he stopped and undid her bikini top so that her breasts fell out and he began talking more gently to her.
"It feels like you are enjoying your punishment a little too much," he said casually as he looked down at the wet stains of female arousal on his black jeans.
