“I can see why your grandma married your granddad,” she said, holding up a copy of our wedding photo that I keep on my desk. “He was a damn good looking guy.”
“Still is if you ask me,” Jenna came up behind Angela and looked over her friend’s shoulder at the picture. Angela handed it to her as she turned away. My cock sprang to attention as I got my first look at Jenna’s fur-lined pussy. She was standing perfectly still, almost filling my screen with her large tits and exotic looking pussy. I was devouring her body with my eyes. Her thick nipples were pointing right at me but I could barely look away from her spongy black pubic hair.
I was rubbing my hard cock through my shorts as they were unintentionally putting on the most erotic show I had ever seen. I knew if I didn’t click soon I’d regret it later. My hand was shaking as I finally grabbed the mouse and clicked… on the record button.
When they finally emerged from my bedroom, I was sitting at the kitchen table innocently checking my email. I was watching the entire video again when I spotted them coming up from the beach.
“You guys weren’t gone long,” I say, looking up from my computer screen. I try to keep from staring but as I look at these three ladies in their sexy bikinis all I see are their naked bodies prancing around in my room.
“It’s too hot,” Sam says as she grabs a bottle of water from the fridge.
“And there weren’t any cute guys,” Jenna adds with a mischievous smile.
“And the old guys that were there acted like they’d never seen a girl before,” Angela chimes in. “I swear there was actual drool running down their chins.” She laughs as she takes a sip of Sam’s water.
“Well, I can’t blame them,” I wink. “You three would turn heads wherever you went.”
“Which head?” Jenna asks with a more lascivious smile. My cock twinges at the mention of an alternative head but Sam answers before I can think a worthy comeback.
“Jenna!” Sam yells, her face turning a bright shade of red. “Don’t say things like that in front of my grandpa.”
“He doesn’t mind, do you Granddad?” Jenna asks. “Anyway, I’m just playing.”
“I don’t mind,” I answer. “It’s all in fun, Sam.” This time my wink is specifically directed at Jenna and she rewards me with a kiss on the forehead. As she pulls back from the kiss, her barely covered tits hang enticingly just inches from my face. I swallow hard as I stare at her generous cleavage and she takes her time standing back up. Hmm. It appears she is enjoying my reaction. I don’t know Jenna well, this trip is the first time we’ve met her and I’m not sure what to make of this.
“We’re just going to hang by the pool, okay?” Sam asks, interrupting Jenna’s show.
As they head out the door it appears that Jenna has added a little more swing to her step. Her bikini-covered ass is swaying hypnotically or maybe I’m just imagining it. Perhaps I’m a little over stimulated from viewing the video and I’m reading more into this than is actually there.
I check my email and then settle into my easy chair with a recent mystery novel. I find myself reading the same page over and over as my eyes wander out past the sliding glass door to where the girls are lounging on the covered patio. They’ve moved the lounge chairs into a circle and seem to be having a rather intense discussion. Sam gets pretty animated but the discussion seems to be focused on Angela. They go quiet for a few minutes and then Jenna points at me and the discussion picks up again. I thought I’d been caught staring at them and then I realize she was making reference to me but can’t actually see me through the reflective glass.
“Um… can I talk to you for a minute?” Sam asks, opening the patio door and stepping inside.
“Sure, honey. Is something wrong?”
“Kind of, but not really,” Sam answers cryptically. She sits on the ottoman a few feet to the side of my chair and pushes her hair back over her shoulder. I reflexively glance at her breasts, picturing them naked before I can catch myself.
“Whatever it is, I’m all ears.” I smile, making eye contact to encourage her.
“It’s confidential,” she says very seriously.
“I can keep a secret.”
“Even from our parents?” she asks.
“Unless it is something that puts you or your friends in danger, yes.” Samantha laughs.
“No danger but Angie has a problem and we think you can help us figure it out,” she says quietly.
“I’ll do whatever I can,” I tell her honestly, unable to imagine what kind of problem Angela might have that I could help.
“It’s about sex,” she says, matter-of-factly.
“Okay…” I wait for her to continue but Sam just looks at me and then glances towards her friends on the patio.
“Confidential, right?” she asks again.
“Cross my heart, Sam. What is it?”
“Well…” Long pause. “First of all, we’re all sexually active, okay?” She seems to be testing the waters to see if I’m going to freak out at this revelation.
“I’m not completely shocked,” I answer. “You’re all over eighteen and extremely desirable young women.”
“Thank you.” Sam’s almost blushing and she takes a deep breath before she continues. “Angela has a steady boyfriend and they… have sex regularly.” She pauses again and I just wait for her to continue. I think I know where this is going and I’m not sure I’m going to be able to keep my confidentiality promise.
“A lot of our friends who are having sex, including Jenna, go on and on about their orgasms and how their boyfriends leave them breathless. Angela thinks something might be wrong with her because sex isn’t doing that for her.” She stops again and just looks at me.
I just nod, not trusting myself to speak. I wasn’t expecting that. An hour ago I was getting ready to jack off to video of these lovely beauties getting naked and now they want to discuss their sex lives with me. Fuck!