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  “Oh hell naw, you goofy fucker,” sputtered Jarred. “We coulda went all day and not heard about your tool.”

  All three men broke into deep, hearty laughter. Frank took another swig of his beer. “We’re gonna be havin’ a big get-together tonight if we get this fence finished. You and Cathy wanna come?”

  “What ya got goin’ on?”

  “We were gonna have a few folks over. Figured we could all hang out in the pool and maybe throw some steaks on the grill.”

  “Well, hell yeah. You can count us in for sure. We haven’t done anything like that all season.”

  “Yeah, that’s what we were talking about the other day, so we thought it would be kinda nice. Plus it gave me a good incentive to get this new fence up.”

  Jarred took another drink of his beer. “So who’s comin’?”

  “Oh, just the usual, me and Linda, Ben and Cathy, you and Nikki. Sam and his new girlfriend are s’posed to make it, but we’re not real sure on them yet.”

  “Sounds great to me, you sure ya’ll will be up to it after all this work today?” Ben asked.

  “Hell yeah. I need a little relaxation. What better way to do it than spendin’ time with friends.”

  “I just wasn’t sure if ya wouldn’t rather wait till tomorrow.”

  Frank rubbed a hand over his sweaty hair. “Naw, tomorrow’s my lazy day, I don’t ever plan nothin’ on Sunday. Guess that’s prolly what’s helped build my shed,” he laughed.

  “Prolly hasn’t helped,” Ben chuckled.

  “Fuck yeah! I tell ya, it’s hell gettin old.”

  “Yeah,” Jarred agreed, rubbing his back. “I know what ya mean, this fence is kickin’ my ass.”

  “Yeah it’s a bitch, that’s for sure.”

  “Well, the get-together sounds good to me. Lemme call Cathy and let her know what’s goin’ on. I’m gonna stay and help so we can knock the last of this fence out.”

  “Sounds good to me. We’re gonna get started.” Frank swigged down the last of his beer and tossed the empty can in the garbage. “We’ve got a fence to finish.”

  “Yep,” Jarred agreed. “Time to get back to work.”

  Chapter 4

  The day had been long and hot, but the new fence looked great. The three men had worked till late afternoon. Things moved quicker with an extra pair of hands and they finished in plenty of time to get things ready for the barbeque. Everyone had gone home to get ready and planned to be back by seven.

  “Linda,” Frank called upstairs, “I’m gonna go ahead and get these steaks out on the grill. Folks should be gettin here soon.”

  “Ok, Frankie. I’m almost dressed, then I’ll get the hamburgers patted out for ya.”

  “Ok, baby. I’ll see ya in a few.”

  Frank went out on the deck and checked the grill. It was nice and hot, all ready for the steaks. He laid the meat on the rack for it to cook just as Jarred and Nikki pulled up. “I’m back here.”

  “Hey, Frank,” Jarred yelled. “Where do ya want this stuff?” He and Nikki juggled containers as they walked through the back gate.

  “Just over there on the picnic table, unless there’s somethin’ for the fridge.”

  Frank walked over to greet them, kissing Nikki on the cheek.

  “I’m gonna take this into the house,” she said. “It’s a coconut cream cake and it’ll ruin outside. Is Linda still inside?”

  “Yeah, she’s finishin’ up a few things in there. Just go on in.”

  Jarred sat down the packages in his hand and opened the door for Nikki.

  “Need any help?”

  “Naw, I got it. Go on and visit with Frank.” She gave him a quick kiss and slipped inside the house.

  Jarred closed the door and walked over to the grill. “Damn good lookin’ steaks.”

  “Yeah, I know and I’m starvin’.”

  Jarred grabbed a beer from the cooler he had carried in. “Want one?”

  “Sure.”

  Jarred moved to a chair in the corner of the deck. He and Frank were talking when Ben and Cathy drove up.

  “Hey, ya’ll back here?” Ben called.

  “Yeah, come on back.”

  They walked up, depositing their packages on the table. The usual welcomes ensued along with a kiss from Cathy, then she followed suit and went inside with the other women while Ben joined Frank and Jarred on the deck.

  Before long, everyone was outside and the party was in full swing. The meat was cooked and they all dug in. After dinner they sat around talking about different things, waiting for their food to settle so they could get into the pool.

  “This was really nice,” said Cathy. “Thanks for havin’ us over.”

  “Yeah,” the others chimed in. “Thanks for havin’ us.”

  “Shit,” replied Linda. “Ya’ll know we love havin’ ya over. We always have a good time.”

  “Yep, we do,” said Frank. “I think it’s ‘bout time for a swim. How ‘bout it?”

  Everybody had on their swimsuits, so one by one they jumped into the pool. Frank and Linda had a fairly good-sized pool, so there was plenty of room for everyone. They all splashed and played for a while in the water, then started drifting off into couples taking advantage of the clear moonlit night.

  Frank took Linda in his arms and pulled her close. “I love you, baby,” he whispered in her ear.

  “I love you too, Frankie.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss.

  He slid his hands down her sides to her hips and pulled her closer. The warm water surrounded them; relaxing tired muscles and giving a more erotic feel to the situation. His fingers slipped under the elastic of her suit, teasing at her lips.

  “Frankie,” she whispered. “Somebody’s gonna see us.”

  “No they won’t, it’s dark. Besides, they’re too busy watchin’ each other, nobody’s even payin’ attention to us.”

  Frank hushed her protests with a deeper kiss, forcing his tongue inside to taste the sweetness of her mouth. She kissed him back, spreading her legs wider. He worked his fingers between the soft folds of flesh, feeling the slippery juices of her desire. His cock hardened against her as she sighed deeply in his ear. His fingers moved up to her now swollen clit, brushing lightly against it as he stroked it softly. They stood, wrapped in each other’s arms. He knew how hard it was for her to keep quiet, and that made it all that much more exciting. Linda moaned into his chest, as he brought her closer to the edge.

  “Oh, my God, Frankie,” she whispered. “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna come right here.”

  “So?” He grinned, continuing his assault of her tender flesh under the water. “What’s wrong with that?”

  Linda shuddered from his touch. She was teetering on the edge of blissful oblivion. Her heart pounded as his skillful fingers fondled her, gently pushing her over. She groaned into his chest as her orgasm rocked her, clutching him tighter to her body. He held her as she rode out her pleasure, and then leaned down to kiss her tenderly.

  “My God, that was wild,” she giggled. “I was so afraid somebody would see us.”

  “I told you,” he laughed.

  “Hey you two,” yelled Jarred. “Break it up. No makin’ out in the pool.”

  “You’re just jealous,” Frank gibed.

  Everyone snickered and Frank saw Linda’s face turn pink with the thought that he’d just got her off while all their friends were only a few feet away. They all mingled together, the women talking while the men took turns rough housing.

  After a while, they moved from the pool back to the deck, drip-drying a bit before leaving. The night wore on and it was getting late. They enjoyed each other’s company and conversation, but before long, the party began to break up. Ben and Cathy were the first to leave, soon followed by Jarred and Nikki. After saying their goodbyes, Frank and Linda moved to the swing to relax before going to bed.

  “I had a great time tonight, Frankie.”

  “Me too, baby. I always have a good time
when we have friends over.”

  “Well, me too, but I was talkin’ about what happened in the pool.” She snuggled closer to him on the swing.

  “Oh yeah, that was amazing. I loved watching you try to be quiet.” He chuckled softly while he stroked her hair. “You ready for bed?”

  “Mmmhmm. I’m tired.”

  “Me too, it’s been a long day. Let’s go on up.”

  “Sounds good to me.”

  They headed inside the house, turning off the lights on the deck as they closed the door.

  Chapter 5

  Frank stared blankly at the television as he flipped through the channels. He was bored and restless today; it was a typical Sunday afternoon with nothing to do. After the wild time they had last night, today was just going to be slow and easy -- a day to just rest and do nothing. Sighing to himself, he leaned back in his recliner. Closing his eyes he slowly drifted off into fantasyland.

  Soon his thoughts were consumed with fantasies of the perfect woman… his own beautiful Linda. Oh, how he loved her body! To him she was the perfect woman. Her voluptuous curves and nice round ass drove him crazy. Lazily, he brushed his hand across the stiffness now growing between his legs. Thoughts of her still caused his blood to run hot, just like they did when they first got together. He could picture her firm ass in his face as he buried his tongue deep inside her wetness. His cock throbbed beneath his touch as the fire within him grew stronger with every passing moment.

  “And just who or what are you thinking about?” Linda giggled softly. Her familiar voice brought him back into the reality of the moment. Awkwardly, he pulled his hand back from his manhood.

  “Uh, uh, uh nothing, uh nobody,” he stammered.

  “Yeah, well that doesn’t look like nothing to me,” she teased as she climbed onto his lap.

  Reaching inside his sweats, her fingers wrapped tightly around his pulsing cock. His face turned a deep shade of pink; he knew that he was caught red-handed with no way to get out of it.

  “This better be for me,” she said gruffly as her hand tightened around him.

  “It’s always for you baby,” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

  “Prove it,” she demanded.

  “How can I prove it?”

  “I want to watch you stroke your cock for me.”

  His eyes widened. “What?”

  “You heard me…right here, right now…I want to see you play with yourself!”

  “Well now, Linda, I can’t possibly…” he started to protest, but she hushed him quickly.

  “Now!” she demanded again.

  He hadn’t heard her use this tone of voice before with him. She never ceased to amaze him. He was both shocked and excited beyond belief. Linda walked across the room and grabbed the chair from the desk. Placing it in front of his recliner, she started to undress. She lifted the top over her head and dropped it to the floor. He watched as her bare breasts softly fell naturally against her body. With her eyes fixed on his, she slowly slid the sweats over her hips and stepped out of them. He stared at her naked figure standing in front of him. She turned to the chair and sat down, spreading her legs wide as she waited for her show to begin.

  “Are you for real?”

  “Do I look like I’m joking?”

  He could tell from the expression on her face that she was in no way joking around. She was dead serious. He decided to try to satisfy this new whim of hers and give her what she wanted. Besides, she looked so sexy sitting in front of him all sprawled out that way…almost vulgar. It was turning him on in a big way.

  Slowly, he reached inside his sweats and started stroking his cock and balls.

  She quickly stopped him. “I want to see what you’re doing. Take ‘em off,” she ordered.

  Frank did as he was told, sliding the loose pants over his bulging erection and down around his knees.

  “Much better,” she purred, placing her feet on the end of his recliner, giving him a full view of her wet pussy spread wide open for him.

  That was all the inspiration he needed to get to the task at hand. He gripped his cock and started to pump. Slowly at first, letting his hand glide up the shaft, then caressing the head softly. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip…at this rate he wouldn’t last long at all. Linda watched him quietly as he stroked himself…her fingers moved down between her own legs as she moaned softly. He could see the dampness of her pussy; could smell her sex as its musky scent hung heavy in the air. He paused his stroke to watch her pleasuring herself.

  “Don’t stop!” she groaned hoarsely.

  Once again, he did, as she demanded, stroking his cock faster and harder. Using his other hand, he rubbed his swollen balls, his cock throbbing beneath his touch. He could feel his load building deep inside, his body filled with the familiar fire. His hand slid up and down on his manhood, bringing him closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. His breath ragged as his heart pounded faster and faster. The thick fog of orgasm filled his brain. He was nearly at the point of no return.

  Looking up at her he saw she was nearly in the same place. Her fingers thrust in and out of her wetness, her head thrown back in total abandonment. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt the thick hot liquid spurt onto his chest, pulsing with every beat of his heart. Linda screamed out as her own orgasm washed over her trembling body.

  Frank opened his eyes in time to see her place two wet fingers into her mouth and suck on them. She climbed up into the chair with him, grinning devilishly as she laid down on him to rest, both of them spent for the moment.

  It had been a long weekend, cram-packed with surprising events. Frank smiled as he held her close, stroking her hair. Days like this were exactly why he loved his Sunday afternoons.

  ~The End~