Dive


Gorgeous. That was the sum total of my thoughts as I watched him. And
he wasn't my husband! It was my best friend's husband, Jason, standing
on the diving board, ready to dive in. He had the tiniest swimsuit on,
showing off his tight butt not to mention his chest! I could stare at
him all day!

No doubt the beer had contributed to that feeling. There I was, staring
at Jason as he approached and dived, right there in front of my own
husband, Jim, and Jason's wife, my best friend, Kelly. But he *was*
gorgeous--I can't change that! And it was *so* nice, laying out at the
pool with Kelly, drinking our beers, watching Jason (and Jim) dive.

"You eyeing my man?" It was Kelly, talking to me low enough that the
guys couldn't hear. I glanced at her--she was grinning at me.

"I'm just *watching the show*," I returned.

"Just remember whose is whose," Kelly added. Another glance revealed a
sly smile on her face.

Later, Jason showed up with a camera and took pictures of me and Kelly
lying there. They were instant pictures and Jim was looking at them
with Jason in a minute. Kelly got up to see what they found so
interesting, and I got up in a minute too.

"Let's take some more," said Jason, and soon he had Kelly and I
standing next to each other and he snapped a couple of shots.

"OK, get a little closer together," said Jason. Kelly responded by
putting her arm around my shoulder and I responded in kind and Jason
snapped another picture.

"Closer again?" asked Jim with an evil grin.

"Looking for a little lez scene?" asked Kelly. I was a little taken
aback, but Kelly just laughed and pulled me closer and I had to step to
keep my balance. She was giggling and I realized she was just teasing
the guys. Jason snapped another picture.

"OK, how about a kiss?" asked Jason.

"You want us to drop our tops too?" asked Kelly.

"Great idea!" I think both guys said it in unison. Kelly looked at me
and giggled. I realized she might mean to do it! I looked around: a
high fence blocked any neighbors' view. But I didn't do things like
that. And neither did Kelly, did she?

Kelly was undoing her top! As soon as it was off, Jason was snapping!

"Let's give 'em a show they won't forget," said Kelly to me in a low
voice. I grinned and posed and stood there with her, but inside I was
nervous. This was too much for me.

"Want me to undo it?" asked Kelly, again in a low voice. She meant my
top!

"No!" I was quiet, but vociferous.

"No prob," she returned without missing a beat, "Here, let's give 'em a
*real* show!" And before I knew it, she had put the fingers of one hand
over my mouth, and then put her head right up to mine and kissed the
back of her fingers! Jason snapped and snapped, and I heard a lurid
comment or two from the guys too! I finally felt OK, it was obviously
all fake, and they didn't seem to mind that I kept my top on. I
realized I was relieved, and that made me wonder what I had been
fearing they would want.

"OK, it's our turn," said Kelly, grabbing the camera. She snapped a
picture of Jim and then started directing them, "OK, now, stand
together."

"Uh, not in your lifetime," said Jim. Jason seemed to be agreeing.

"We're not looking for hugs and kisses," said Kelly, "Let's just get a
picture of the two of you." They finally relented and stood next to
each other. Jason really did look good. Jim is good looking and I love
him, but Jason...

"Well, we want more than that," said Kelly. Jason responded by doing a
couple of body builder poses. Jim took the hint and started too. Kelly
still took pictures, still without her top.

"This'll never do," she said right away, "Let's see some wrestling!"

"Uh," Jim hemmed and hawed. Jason looked embarrassed too.

"Not macho enough to wrestle?" asked Kelly, "Just a little match to
show you're not wimps." They actually bought it, and soon were facing
each other, and grasping each other's shoulders, circling each other.
Kelly took a few more shots.

The *match* didn't last long: Jason obviously knew what he was doing,
and soon he was kneeling astride Jim who was face down. Jason had Jim's
arms raised just enough to keep him immobile.

"Loser shows his butt!" said Kelly, and she pushed the camera in my
hands after snapping a shot and told me to take pictures! Then she was
straddling Jim's legs and tugging his suit off! "Shoot em!" she yelled
at me, but I just stared. Soon she had the suit off and on the ground
and Jim was yelling his head off. Next, she took off her own bottom and
stuffed it in Jim's mouth! Then she was immediately back taking the
camera out of my hands. I just sat there and stared!

"OK, Jason," she said, snapping a couple of shots, "show him how a
*real man* fucks butt!" Jason was up and off Jim quick as a flash and
after Kelly! She gave a little squeal when she saw his face, and pushed
the camera in my hand, and took off. She ran into the house and he was
right behind her. We heard squealing and giggling through the windows.

Jim was picking himself off the ground and removed the bottom from his
mouth and just looked at me. His cock was hard as a rock! I just came
up to him, wondering what he would do. He grabbed my hand and stood up,
looking around as if he were searching. Then he drew me right up to the
house, in a corner. He backed me into the corner and looked at me. He
was still naked. There was still squealing from inside the house. He
took the bottom of my suit off and fingered me. He couldn't miss
noticing how wet I was. In seconds, he was sitting on the ground and I
was straddling his cock, bouncing up and down. I heard the loud groan
of a woman in orgasm. I didn't know if it was from in the house or it
was me.