Sunday mornings in the apartment I share with Ebony are always lazy and relaxed.
I was up and around first making some coffee when Ebony's bedroom door opened and she emerged, yawning and rubbing her eyes.
"Hi Candy, what time is it?" she asked.
"Almost eleven fifteen," I replied
"Jesus," "how did I manage to sleep so long?"
The sight of Ebony's silky body sent a little tingle through me. Her curvy figure was more or less identical to mine with plump firm breasts and a clean-shaven pussy but in contrast to my soft, milky white skin, Ebony's was like dark brown velvet.
"Breakfast?" I suggested.
She nodded and I fixed a couple of servings of our favourite cereal and two Americano's.
"It's a glorious day out there," I said.
Ebony looked at the clear blue sky through the window and said lazily, "yes it is, too nice to stay indoors all day."
As we were finishing our breakfast I suggested that we go for a lunchtime drink at the popular White Raven Inn.
"Good call," she replied, "See you in the shower"
We made our way to our spacious bathroom with its large walk-in enclosure and I pressed the buttons to start the digital power shower. Ebony stepped under the gushing stream of hot water and I quickly joined her.
Although we kissed and enjoyed soaping each other's bodies, we didn't take it any further.
It was almost noon and we'd both opted for flimsy summer dresses and long dangly earrings. We giggled as we lifted our dresses to reveal that neither of us was wearing panties and although we probably looked like a couple of hookers touting for business, it was highly unlikely that anyone at The White Raven would ever recognise us.
I had the top down on the MX5 as we drove the 10 miles or so down narrow country lanes to reach the pub and once through the pretty village with it's thatched cottages and quaint shops, we pulled into the car park which, was absolutely packed.
I pushed the button on my key fob to lock the car and we walked through the crowded pub garden toward the bar doing our very best to get noticed. Wearing our designer shades we emerged a few minutes later with our white wines and scanned the grounds for somewhere to sit.
I then spotted my work colleague Lucy Wheeler sitting at a table shaded by a large parasol and gestured to Ebony, "Over there."
Lucy was seriously engrossed in her new rich boyfriend and didn't notice me at all until I said, "shove up Lucy, give us some room."
"Candy!" she exclaimed, "what a lovely surprise, what are you doing here?"
"About to enjoy a nice glass of wine in a very small world," I replied.
Everyone shunted up, introductions were made and Ebony and I sat opposite each other.
I turned to Lucy's man and said, "So Darren, Lucy tells me that you're a mega rich football star on the verge of a call-up to the England squad. You really must come and see us in the shop sometime."
He replied sheepishly, "I don't think so Candy. A guy like me browsing in a store selling frilly knickers and vibrator's might get my face into the papers for all the wrong reasons."
Ebony sipped her drink and said, scathingly, "that's the fucking paparazzi for you."
Everyone chuckled and I enquired, "What's your story?"
He gave a potted history of his background as the son of a West Indian father and white mother born in East London 24 years ago. At the age of 12 he was signed by a lower league club and developed into their star striker. Then, in a multi-million pound deal, he was transferred to city and, having recently moved to this area had bought a luxury house not far from where we sat.
He was dressed in baggy shorts and a loose fitting vest with a chunky gold chain around his neck and tribal type markings tattooed on his upper arms. As a professional sportsman, his body was in peak condition but his gorgeous coffee coloured skin and engaging smile would attract any woman, even if he were broke.
The lovely Lucy wore blue denim micro shorts and a white blouse with tails tied in a knot at the front.
We chatted for a while and then Darren gave Lucy a hug and suggested, " Why don't we finish our drinks and go back to my place, it's not far and I've got a great pool which, on a day like today should be real fun."
Ebony said dryly, "We forgot our bikini's."
Lucy supped the dregs of her drink and replied, "You won't be needing them luv."
Ebony and I looked at each other, gave an expression of mock shock and happily agreed to follow them to Darren's new pad.
All eyes where on Lucy and Darren as they squeezed themselves into his bright red, open top Ferrari and, with a turn of the key, he powered up the throaty engine and cruised out of the pub car park. Ebony and I followed in the Mazda and fifteen minutes or so later, a pair of large wooden gates opened automatically allowing us access into his long tree-lined driveway.
We couldn't see anything at first but as we rounded a curve, a huge mansion came into view and at exactly the same moment Ebony and I both gawped and said, "WOW!"
We parked up and Darren led us through his palatial home to the huge lounge at the rear. At the far end was a solid glass wall the entire width of the room, which overlooked the patio, pool and immaculate manicured grounds.
He picked up a small remote control device and pressed a button. The solid glass wall began to descend slowly and silently into the floor and a few seconds later, a silver coloured flap slowly flipped over the slot to conceal it.
The beautiful gardens and large kidney shaped pool were gleaming in the bright sunshine but I explained to Darren that I couldn't sit in the sun because my fair skin burned so easily.
"No problem," he said pushing another button on the remote.
A huge canopy began to unfold and in less than 30 seconds, the entire patio area was in shade. He pushed yet another button and soft Kenny G. sax music began to fill the air from invisible speakers.
He ushered us through and invited us to sit around a large wooden table decorated with vases of beautiful flowers.
"I'll fix us something to drink," he said and disappeared into the house.
The three of us chatted for a few minutes and Darren emerged carrying a tray which, he set down on the table. He dropped a few chunks of ice into each of the four tall frosty cold glasses and poured in a cocktail of exotic fruit juice containing slices of lemons and limes.
We all touched glasses and spontaneously said, "Cheers."
After a few minutes Lucy said playfully, "Let's go skinny dipping," and began to strip by undoing the knot on her blouse and taking it off.
She tossed her luxurious mane of glossy dark brown hair as she unzipped her shorts and eased them over her slim hips. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her shorts as they hit the ground. Then, she slipped off her tiny white 'G' string.
Lucy was an aspiring glamour model and although I'd seen plenty of nude photographs of her in her portfolio, gazing upon her naked flesh for the first time was truly astounding.
At just 19 years old, her flawless body had hardly ever been touched. Her plump, firm breasts stood proud from her chest and peaked with pretty brown nipples that weren't erect yet but soon would be when she entered the cool water in the pool.
Ebony and I peeled our dresses over our heads and whereas we had clean-shaven pussies, Lucy displayed a neatly trimmed triangle of soft, dark brown hair just above her slit.
We all watched as Darren stripped to reveal his lean athletic physique, amazingly muscular thighs and, a gloriously generous portion of meaty manhood dangling between them.
His wealth aside, it was easy to see why Lucy was so keen on this hunk.
Lucy and Ebony were holding hands as they tentatively entered the pool down the wide steps.
When they were in up to their waists, they dunked their bodies under the surface and re-appeared completely soaked and their nipples deliciously erect.
Ebony called to me "Aren't you coming in?"
I shouted back, "Maybe In a few minutes if the sun goes in."
Then there was a splash at the far end of the pool as Darren plunged into the deep end. There was no sign of him until he thrust himself upward right next to the two girls. They squealed in mock shock and started to frolic and play, laughing and splashing each other. The girl's nipples were invitingly stiff and Darren took the opportunity to bend forward and suck on Lucy's luscious teats.
She responded by dipping her arm below the surface and I could tell from her motions that she'd found something long and interesting to play with. Darren's hand also disappeared and I saw Lucy twitch slightly. I couldn't see what was happening but I suspected that he was probing something warm and moist between her legs.
He began kissing her more energetically and I looked at Ebony who was clearly feeling a bit ignored so, I threw a yellow plastic ball towards the deep end of the pool and she swam to retrieve it.
A few minutes later and holding hands romantically, Darren and Lucy emerged from the pool up the steps. Their gorgeous young fit bodies glistened in the sunlight and I enjoyed my first sight of Darren's fabulous cock standing at ninety degrees to his torso.
