J. McNab: The eager stepmother

Scott Birks had insisted on Pauline joining him at the airport to welcome Robin and the kids to Los Angeles. Now she stood a little nervously beside him, waiting for the big jet to taxi up to the apron of the terminal.

Half an hour later, Pauline Harper was a little stunned to find herself taking in the shapely ash-blonde who appeared but a couple of years older than Scott's daughter, Donna.

Scott had taken the shapely young woman into his arms, kissing her hungrily before everyone in the busy concourse, before introducing her and the children to Pauline.

"I've heard so much about you, I feel I know you already," admitted Pauline as she took in Robin's attractive figure. A feeling of relief had just flooded over her at Robin's easy-going and obviously friendly attitude toward her. It was far more difficult coming face to face with a wife, after fucking with her husband, than Pauline had imagined.

"I'm delighted to meet you – I guess I can call you Pauline?" When Pauline nodded so quickly, she went on. "And I know I have to thank you for taking such good care of Scott." She put an arm around him as she talked, a yearning for him creeping slowly and teasingly into her groin.

Pauline wasn't sure just how much Robin suspected, and she gratefully accepted the introductions to Donna and Steve. She couldn't wait until Barry got a look at Donna in those tight pants which appeared to be sprayed on so that the cute little ass and thighs looked almost naked. The girl had full sloping tits which were obviously braless and as big or even larger than her stepmother's.

On the way to the car, Pauline listened delightedly to the two children who walked on either side of her. Try as she might, she found it impossible to avert her eyes from the happy couple walking ahead of her, with their arms intertwined around each other's waists. Scott's trim waist and firm masculine ass brought an ache to her cunt, reminding her of the fabulous screwing he had given her last night. But then her eyes would settle on his attractive wife's ass and the way it rocked gently from side to side as she walked, the twin cheeks clearly impressed in the confines of the white slacks she was wearing. She could well imagine how that ass would lift and fall as it tried to get more cock inside her cunt tonight.

At Pauline's house, both Donna and Steve went into raptures at the pool. Robin had purposely not mentioned the fact the house would have a pool, although Scott had told her on the phone. Now she watched delightedly as both children jumped up and down with joy.

"Can we go for a swim now?" asked Donna excitedly.

"No reason why you shouldn't," allowed Pauline. Then, as Scott went to pick up the suitcases, she smiled at Robin. "Why don't we all get into something more comfortable and I'll mix up some drinks?"

Robin sighed and nodded agreeably. "If you don't mind, I'll have a swim, too. It'll take out the creases after sitting for so long."

Pauline put an arm around the slim waist. "Just do whatever you want to do and make this your home," she said pointedly.

"It's so good of you to do this so that we can all be together so much sooner. I don't think I could have stood being away from Scott for another two months."

Pauline was only too aware of what Robin meant. She'd never considered herself to be the sexy type of woman before, but the fuckings she had enjoyed at the capable hands of Scott, had made her a new woman and she'd never felt better in her life. "We can just make it a holiday for everyone," grinned Pauline as she squeezed the younger woman's waist.

"I'll only be a few minutes and then I'll join you for that drink."

"Why don't you take your time," grinned Pauline, a knowing look in her eyes as Robin Birks started up the stairs. "I'll keep an eye on the children in the pool until you and Scott come down."

For some reason Robin felt the color creep into her cheeks. She gave an apologetic laugh. "Thanks," she grinned. "Maybe I'll take you up on that suggestion."

It was forty minutes later when Robin and Scott finally joined Pauline on the patio. Donna and Steve were frolicking in the pool, and Pauline had somehow managed to get into her bikini and was sitting propped up on a chaise lounge.

She grinned as the couple joined her. "You look better already," she said, noting the fabulous body of the young wife in the briefest bikini she had ever seen. She touched the chaise lounge next to hers. "Sit down and I'll get us a drink," she said to Robin, waiting, until the attractive girl had settled herself, but not before the small but firm and shapely young tits had hung precariously suspended and in full view. "I must say you have the perfect body for a bikini."

"Thank you," grinned Robin. "But I'd say your own looks pretty fabulous." She stared approvingly as Pauline struggled to her feet off the chaise lounge, the big ripe tits hanging momentarily as Robin and Scott both took them all in.

"What's your favorite drink? I know Scott likes Scotch."

Robin thought for a moment. "How about gin?"

"That's what I'm having myself. Tom Collins okay?"

"Beautiful." Robin lay back contentedly and found her sunglasses as Pauline walked away.

Scott, who had been watching the two children cavorting in the pool, turned to stare down at his wife. The tits were still peaked with the skimpy little triangles of cloth barely covering the upthrust towers. "Feel better?" he asked softly.

"Marvelous. You completely recharged me."

"That'll get you in shape for tonight."

She grinned up at him. "I can hardly wait. I have a lot of catching up to do."

"Bill Allingham didn't look after you too well."

"Oh, yes. But it's just not like having it right there whenever you feel like it. Besides, you get the feeling you're imposing and it's not as much fun knowing you're being invited just to get fucked." She sat up on one elbow to see if Pauline was coming back. "I can see why you've been kept satisfied. What a pair of tits!"

Scott grinned at Robin's reaction. "Do you like her?"

"Very much. She's not only attractive but she looks so genuine and sincere."

He reached for her hand and squeezed it. "Just how I would describe her, but she's also an alert businesswoman. You'll have to see her offices. They're fantastic." He looked up as Pauline returned with a tray of drinks. "I was telling Robin about your offices," he said, his eyes taking in the big beautiful boobs which were hanging suspended as she leaned forward with the tray. Almost without thinking, he lowered his voice so that the children would not hear, and murmured, "Jesus! Did you ever see such a pair?"

Robin gave a short, surprised little laugh. "Never," she admitted, grinning at the startled expression on Pauline's pretty face. "They're nothing short of sensational."

Pauline had made a choking noise, but recovered quickly. She was trying to straighten up, but Scott had failed to remove his glass and was holding it on the tray. "You're not supposed to say things like that in front of your wife," she admonished him. "At least not right away and after that long absence." She was annoyed at herself for being so nervous and she suspected she was blushing. Then, as streaks of static electricity darted joltingly through her tits, she watched excitedly as Scott removed his hand from the glass and slowly and teasingly moved the back of his hand up and down over one blazing tit.

He grinned at Pauline's obvious embarrassment. "So beautiful and firm," he said softly, noting the excitement in Robin's eyes, and grateful for the way the kids were shouting and splashing in the pool behind him. "Maybe Pauline will let us work them over," he said as Robin nodded her head enthusiastically.

By now Pauline was shivering and choking at the same time. "Take your drink, Scott, please!"