"Lovely Linnea" Part 1







   "Zin' zin' zin' where are ya hiding the Zin'?" I muttered.  I opened and
closed several cabinet doors with no success.  "Maybe Lin' knows.  Get the
Zin' from lovely Lin'." No sign of Lin' or the Zin'!  I wandered back into
the house and I was about to call out for her as I opened the bedroom door.



   My head spun and my knees actually wobbled at the sight before me.  Here
she was, my ultimate fantasy girl spread out like a treasure.  Linnea was
naked, on her hands and knees with her head stuck underneath the bed.  The
bed ruffle covered her shoulders as various shoes and boxes flew out past
her knees.  Clearly she was trying to find something.



   Her husband had sent me inside to bring out another case of Zin' for the
pool party.  So far no Zin', but what I found was far more intoxicating.



   She spread her knees wider and pushed her body lower.  It spread her
crotch open all the more.  I could see her full breasts hanging free and
swaying as she searched for something.  My gaze locked on her sweet spread.
She had firm full hips that tapered dramatically to a tiny waist.  In her
current posture she gave me a lovely gift.  Her ass was pointed back at me.
Dark tan lines framed her delicate pale cheeks.  I started to leave, I
really did, but she crawled further under the bed spreading her legs wider.
I stopped cold and drank in the vision of those full, white, ass cheeks
framing her sweet pink pussy.  My greatest fantasy and it was pointing
right at me!  Bright pink lips, moist and open peeking out of a tangle of
soft light blonde hair, it had my mouth watering.



   My dick was rock hard.  It had been getting stiff all afternoon while
she wandered around the pool wearing a slightly sheer sarong over her
hi-cut one piece.  Seeing that ass moving underneath a light film of fabric
was enough, but now, this was too much.  I slipped a hand under my shirt
and down into my suit to grip my cock.



   I could see the shine of moisture on her spread lips.  My mind was
spinning on wine and hormones.  When I noticed her thick clit hood slowly
growing and that tiny bud peeking out I felt my cum starting to rise.  I
was so hard.  All I had to do was take three steps and slip it into her. 
She was still reaching deep under the bed for something, her legs spread
wider.  She arched her back deeply and raised her ass to the sky, giving me
a perfect view of her full spread lips and her sweet little clit.  I sighed
quietly and struggled with the urge to fall to me knees and bury my face in
that sweet treat!  I noticed I was unconsciously pulling my cock rapidly.
My breathing was rough and I needed to either stop or go further and
actually fuck her right here on the floor.  (Something that wasn't going to
happen!) Her ass began to wiggle back and forth as she backed up a bit.  I
couldn't let her see me pulling my cock, not yet anyway.



   I swallowed and silently backed away keeping my eyes locked on her
treasure as long as I possibly could.  Closing the door silently I went
back to the kitchen and wiped my slightly sticky hand on a dish towel.  I
sat down and found some composure.



   Calling loudly for her, she shouted back for me not to come in.  She
soon came bouncing out in a new bikini; proudly displaying her sexy frame
in the sexy new, revealing garment.  It was a tad more daring than what I
was used to seeing on her.  She gave me a peck on the cheek and reached up
for more bottles over the pantry.  As she stretched to reach the top shelf,
twin triangles tried to keep their grip on her full soft tits while a low
Brazilian cut bottom hugged her ass and molded to her sweet lower lips. 
She rose up on one foot while she bent her other leg behind her.  You could
tell her yoga mania was serving her well.

   She opened a bottle of red and drank down fully half before handing off
the bottles to me.  I saw that she was well past tipsy.  She dribbled a
little as she giggled at me.  A few spilled drops nestled between her tits.


   She saw I was licking my lips and then noticed my dopey grin.  She asked
me if I liked what I saw, posing dramatically in a few pin-up pose and
waited for applause, which she got!  She smiled cryptically while she
continued to pose.  She freely allowed me to drink in the sights across her
smooth belly and hips, making out the slight fold between her legs.  I
slowly let my eyes wander, stopping on her full prominent tits lovingly
cradled in thin cotton.  Setting the bottles down I stepped forward and
held her arms out from her sides in order to inspect her body fully.  I
whistled and smiled.  My smile brought out her nipples and I realized I
wanted her more than I thought I did.



   I shoot pictures for a regional ad agency and I do a bit of website work
for some, let's say, adult minded people.  Due to this work I get my share
of lovely ladies passing through my bedroom, I'd forego them all if I
thought I had a shot at Linnea.  The sweet young cuties have their distinct
charms, although none of them have Linnea's style or stunning beauty.



   That night at the party, seeing her bent over like that, so open and
vulnerable, well, that started something and even though I told myself it
was all innocent, I knew the crazy plans in my head would someday come to
something.



   Later in the evening, after the other guests left the party, it was down
to just the three of us.  I was flirting with Lin' and grousing about a
model I had been having some trouble with while Jeremy cleaned up.



   "She's a nice looking lady Lin' but hardly worth all the trouble.  Every
time we start shooting she finds a problem.  Too bright!  Too dark!  The
mood isn't right!  The product is too warm, too cold!  I swear!  It's just
not worth it."

   Lin' was feeling pretty good due mostly to the wine, but I pretended it
was partly due to me.  She leaned in close letting her tits roll forward,
"What would make her worth it?" Linnea asked with a sly smile.  "A
blowjob?"



   My dick jumped as I laughed, "Well that would be a good start!"



   "No really," she pressed.  "What makes a model worth putting up with the
trouble?  Is it level of beauty, professionalism?  What?"



   "Oh I don't know.  I think it's a lot of things.  Not being a total
bitch goes a long way.  Hey, wait a minute." I set my hand on her knee. 
"Do you ever think about modeling, Linnea?" As I said those words I felt my
dick stretching, sliding further down the leg of my swimsuit.



   "Oh please, don't be stupid Carl!" she laughed.



   Jeremy brought over a nice bottle of merlot.  "Oh, yeah.  I think she'd
be fantastic!  Do it, Hon'!"



   "Get out!  Carl isn't offering me a job, we were just talking."



   As Jeremy poured us more wine and urged Lin' along, something shifted in
my head.  "Linnea, I have plenty of odd non-union modeling jobs I need to
shoot.  I have the work if you ever want to try it.  Jeremy will back me up
when I tell you that you're probably the prettiest lady in this whole damn
town.  If you ever want to try modeling you're in baby!"



   "Oh get out!" She laughed it off with a touch of shock.



   "Lin' I'm serious.  I would be very open to you coming in for some test
shots." I took her face in my hands, "You've got great skin, a fantastic
smile, that body and a presence that really puts most of my other models to
shame."



   "You're right, she fucking glows!" Jeremy poured himself more wine, "Go
for it, Hon"!  My god!  My sexy wife in print.  That's kind of a turn on!"



   "Tssh yeah!  For you and me both!" I laughed.



   Linnea sat quietly smiling at me.  "Alright, but no blowjobs, Carl!"



   Jeremy spit wine across the table.  "What?"



   I laughed harder, "No blowjobs!  Well, then forget the whole thing!"



   After we explained the joke to Jeremy the conversation got a bit more
serious.



   "What do I wear?  That is, if I were to do this." She grinned.



   I noticed a blush virtually covering her face and neck.  "Jer' look she
loves the idea!  I think she's gonna try it!  I tell ya if I could get her
in the studio I could really do some amazing things!  She does glow!  Look
at her!"



   "C'mon, hon' I gotta birthday coming up and having my wife become a high
class model would be a helluva gift!"



   Linnea blushed wildly, wrapping her arms around her chest and curling up
into herself.  It pressed her tits up and nearly out of her tiny bikini
top.



   "No, no, no!  Hon' Come on!" Jeremy gently pulled her arm.  "Sit up and
accept your compliments." He moved behind her and pulled her arms back
slightly behind her, pointing her tits out at me.  I drank in the sight of
her left nipple edging out of her bikini top.  It was beautiful, succulent
and causing a major stir in my pants again.  I glanced down and saw the tip
of my cock trying to escape.



   Jeremy continued, "You are a wonderfully sexy little lady.  God!  I
would love to see you in a glossy magazine looking all slicked up and
sexy!" He squeezed her elbows together forcing her chest out and stretching
the fabric tight across her hard nipples.  Her left nipple popped out.



   She lifted her head and he lowered his as they locked mouths together. I
sat in stunned silence while I watched their tongues dancing slowly into
each other's mouths.



   Jeremy slid his hand down to palm Lin's left tit.



   I was enjoying this whole scene.  I realized we had all had a lot of
wine.



   Linnea sighed, and then giggled, "Jer' we still have a guest here!"



   I sat forward and whispered, "Please," I reached over and caressed Lin's
jaw, "...continue."



   As they resumed slurping on each other's mouths I slipped a hand down to
straighten my very stiff cock.  Jeremy caught me and grinned.



   "Mmm, Carl doesn't mind, I think he understands."



   I liked watching, but hoped I could someday soon sample this amazing
woman for myself.



   Linnea's free hand reached up and slid into Jeremy's hair pulling his
face tighter to hers as their breathing increased.  Jeremy slipped the
strap of her bikini off her other shoulder.



   "Mmm, wish I had my cameras now." I whispered.  My dick jumped again as
I saw her responding to him.  Her breathing became ragged and labored.



   Jeremy slipped his hand around her tit again, knocking the bikini loose.




   "Oh, god, so damn perfect." I whispered.



   They both looked embarrassed as Lin' coughed and pulled her bikini back
on, "Sorry, Carl, guess it's the wine.



   "Don't be sorry, Lin', it's not the wine.  It's the beautiful girl." I
slid over next to her.  "You could make me rich Linnea." I gently squeezed
her cheeks making her pucker.  "Why don't you come out next Wednesday and
we'll shoot some tests, okay?" I stroked her mouth with my fingertips.  She
kissed after my fingertips as I pulled my hand back.



   She beamed as we both continued to praise her and remark on her beauty.
Jeremy slowly began kissing and caressing her in earnest as I excused
myself.  Somehow I knew I would have her to myself soon enough so I let
them continue their night.



   To be continued...