Friday Night
Recovering from third orgasm of the day, Annie found herself on the tile floor of the shared bathroom. Embarrassed and nervous she might be seen, she quickly took off the harness, lovingly washed and dried the delightfully fat toy and stealthy put it back and replaced the corset on top.
Picking up her dress on the way back through to her room, she put on a thong, changed into the red team shorts and light cotton pull over. She went back to the bathroom, splashed some water on her face and fixed her makeup and hair. Slipping on some flip flops she went down stairs. Marveling at the surroundings she found herself, she poured a glass of wine and walked to the French doors off the family room. She saw three two sweating men on the ground, looking up at Jake in a tree outside the bathroom window, lowering the lopped off branches to the ground.
"Feeling better, Mom? Jr. called out.
"So much better thanks, Jr." she called back and then aked, "Brice, it's so beautiful here, do you mind if I go down to the lake?"
"Not at all. Just go around the cottage here but just mind the dock is a bit wobbly, I've not secured it yet. That's a job for tomorrow. Enjoy yourself, we've got another half hour here before we are done. Right boys?' cajoled Brice heartily. Annie stepped through the door and walked down toward the lake. Three pair of eyes surreptitiously followed the round cheeks in the red shorts.
The transition from the landscaped area, gave way to culled trees, then to unkept brush and then opening in front of her, was the vista of the lake. Her path crossed a noisy stream via a little bridge. The lake side had a small clearing with a couple of chaise lounges next to a shed for canoes. Running parallel with the lake was a small wooden deck area to which was connected a dock that was undulating from the waves. The water looked cold and uninviting but the small sandy place to get in and out would probably be great later in the summer.
She pulled a chaise to the fixed deck and sat down to sip her wine and drink in the view. A canoe, which a young couple paddled awkwardly, silently glided by close to shore. They smiled and waved. Annie, with a very contented look on her face, waved back. Scanning the shoreline she saw a cottage to her right a couple of hundred yards away and on her left, sort of across the lake, she saw a small assemblage of buildings behind a stand of trees. Very private she thought, as she relaxed after a demanding day.
"Now that were finished, I'll go down to the lake and get your mom." offered Jake 'Do you want to come Jr.?" he asked hoping against hope the answer would be no.
"Hum...no, I'll help dad put the tools away and grab a beer and a shower. See you back here." Jr. said, knowing Jake's intention. Jr. knew that Jake lusted after his mother. He could see when ever they were together, Jake would be staring at either her tits or her crotch. With that, Jake took off at a trot down the gravel path. The gravel gave way to dirt and then grass so Annie did not hear him coming.
Almost upon her Jake called out, 'Great view isn't it Mrs. Sullivan. It's even better with you in it.' That was a hot day of work." he stated as he peeled off his clothes. Running to then jumping off the dock, he screamed in shock as his pierced the icy cold water. A quick dunk under, a few rubs up and down his arms to ease the sting, he stood up. Annie marveled at the sight of his tight ass and rounded cheeks. When he turned around to face Jr.'s mother, she saw the cold water had done its cruel trick. He climbed back onto the dock and ran to the boat shed to get an old towel. Drying his hair, he put the towel over his shoulders and walked over to Annie's chair stopping only when his wrinkly cock was almost in her face. He didn't say anything, he wanted her to see it and just stood right next to her. His penis responded to her intense gaze as it grew and surged until it was almost horizontal.
'We don't have much time, so watch me Mrs. Sullivan.' he told her as he grabbed his cock and began to stroke. Turning sideways so she could marvel at its size, he began to recite, 'Show me your pussy, finger it, put your tongue on my cock, lick me, suck my cock! Open your mouth, come closer, stick out your tongue, catch my cum.' he cried out as a jet of cum landed on the ground and splashed on her toes. He kept milking until no more came.
Aghast, Annie pleaded, "You saw me, didn't you?' With a smile and a wink, but no reply, he finished drying himself before putting on his clothes.
'Time to go, time for cocktails, the other two are waiting' Jake said.
Walking back up the path, Annie dipped her toe into the cold water of the stream to wash off Jake's sticky cum. Watching him walk on ahead, she thought about his lanky frame. No, she thought, I like them shorter rather than taller. Reaching the house, she went to her room and put on some thin light leggings that ran from her ankles to just below her knees. The air had become a little chilly and she did not want to catch a cold. She returned down stairs and, in the empty kitchen, poured herself another wine. Before she even had a chance to take a sip, Jr. came up from down stairs and Brice came down from upstairs. Taking charge, Bull opened two chilled beers, gave one to Jr. and clinked glasses. "Iechyd da, as my father would say, to our health.' Bull saluted, gave Annie a wink and downed half his beer in one gulp. "So what do you think of the place?' he asked looking at Annie.
'Fabulous, you are so lucky,' she answered, then continued, "We got some snacks on the way up, let me fix them for us to nibble on before dinner. You big strong men, must be famished.' Bending over the fridge, where Jr. and Jake had put everything, the tight red shorts, stretched taut across her bum, the naked thighs above the leggings, presented quite a view. Jr. and Brice were impressed with the display. Brice also liked the display of the various plates set out on the counter. Looking at the delicacies in front of him, Brice dove straight for the smoked oysters. Capturing Annie's gaze, he picked two up slippery earthy delicacies with his fingers, put them lustily on his outstretched tongue, curled the quivering hard tip over and savored the flavor before swallowing.
'My favorite, I can eat those tasty morsels like that for hours' he said. I bet you could, thought Annie. The more time she spent with him, the more she liked his passion for life. She looked at him, only slightly taller than herself, it might be a good fit, she thought.
