"No problem boss, I'll have those numbers to you by tomorrow."
I laid the phone down on my desk and focused on what was transpiring in my back yard. My wife lay face down in her chaise lounge while the neighbor kid rubbed tanning oil on her back.
I couldn't help but chuckle. Traci made quite a sight with her bronze skin clad in a neon green bikini top--undone to maximize skin exposure to the sun, of course--and matching thong. She didn't even like thongs!
It was a show for Robbie. The kid had been mowing our lawn and doing odd jobs for us since he was 12. About the time he turned 16 he really started to transform into a very attractive young man. Now, a fully grown man with high school behind him and college looming, he was spending his last summer at home.
"Hey Robbie! Don't forget to get her butt cheeks, we wouldn't want her to burn!" I yelled out the window.
"Uh, ok Mr. Hall. No problem." He blushed.
Traci turned her head and winked at me. She knew the kid had to be getting aroused as he rubbed her soft skin and she encouraged him on with soft moans from time to time. I'll admit, it was a hot scene. Traci was a looker even without being 3/4 naked. With her full breasts spilling out the sides while she lay on that chaise lounge, It was making me hard as a rock. I could only imagine what was going through Robbie's mind as he now began kneading her firm buttocks.
I decided to turn the heat up a bit.
I walked out onto the pool deck and slapped Robbie on the back. "Good job, buddy. Thanks for helping her out."
"No problem Mr. Hall", he said in a halting voice as he continued to rub my wife's ass.
Traci looked at me and said "Hey honey, how is work going?"
"Same old stuff, boss wants numbers now." I shrugged.
"Traci, do you remember what you told me yesterday about the insides of your thighs never getting tanned? Well, duh, you have your legs clenched together. Spread them apart so you can get some sun down there."
"Oh jeez, I keep forgetting about that." She feigned innocence as she spread her taut long legs as far apart as she could. Wearing the thong didn't leave much to the imagination. Her pussy was now just one piece of slim material away from our lusting eyes.
"Ok Robbie, go ahead and spread some oil inside her thighs. Don't want that tender skin getting burned." I said as I saw his face turn red. He reached inside her knee and tentatively started rubbing the oil into her skin. "Not there man, further up" as I grabbed his hand and slide it all the way up the inside of my wife's thigh. His fingers were now touching the edge of her thong where it covered her pussy.
"Is this ok?" He stammered. "Mrs. Hall?"
"You're fine baby, no problem at all" my wife cooed. My cock started to stiffen as I watched him grab some more oil and then run his hand up and down the inside of her thigh from her knee to her crotch.
Hey, was that...yep, a small wet spot had appeared on the thin red thong fabric that covered Traci's cunt. I smiled to myself knowing she must be ready to fuck the kid's dick off by now. Before I left the two alone I glanced at the front of Robbie's swim trunks and it was apparent he was ready for action too, as his boner made a tent out of his suit.
"Ok guys, I have to head out for a couple of hours and run some errands. See you later."
"Bye" they both yelled as I walked back into the house.
I haven't been honest with you up to this point.
I've made it sound like this was a day just like any day, and this was just a spontaneous event. It wasn't. Traci and I had been planning this for some time now. She had wanted to fuck the kid since he was 16, but I made her wait until he was of legal age. Another truth is that I wanted to fuck him almost as much as she did. I like a little cock now and then, both giving and receiving. Robbie was just the type I liked the most: handsome, young, fit, and at 5'-6" he was small in stature. He also didn't have a hair on his body. At least, none that I could see. Today I hoped to find out if his cock region was hairless too.
As per our agreement, instead of leaving the house I went into the living room and positioned myself in a storage closet. I had fitted the closet door with movable slats so I could open them as far as needed in order to watch the action. I took my cock out of my pants and started to fondle it as I anticipated what was to come.
It didn't take long before I heard them enter the house, and I'm guessing that was due to the wetness in Traci's pussy. She'd been waiting a couple of years for this. I heard them in the kitchen:
"Hey Robbie, how about some lemonade before you leave?"
"That would be great Mrs. H, it's pretty hot out there today."
Traci said "Come on into the living room and make yourself comfortable. And call me Traci. After that rubdown just now I kinda feel like we're dating or something." And she giggled.
"Gee, I was sure surprised Mr. H told me to rub oil on you down there. It was a little embarrassing, but I have to admit...pretty hot at the same time" Robbie grinned.
"He was fine with that. I think he feels a little guilty for having to work so much, and he likes it when you are able to do things for me that he doesn't have time for', she stated.
Robbie got a kind of cocky look on his face. "Yeah, well any time you need help with something like that, be sure to call me." And he finished the statement off with a very adult-like, knowing grin.
"Really?" My wife said. "As a matter of fact there is something else you could do for me."
My cock got super stiff when she said that. I knew this was the moment.
She walked over in front of the chair where Robbie had parked himself, and, smiling down at him, reached behind herself, untied her bikini top, and let it fall to the floor.
