Ray Todd: The wifes vacation

Across the street from the recreation hall was a general store of super-market size, a post office, several boutiques and shops, as well as a scattering of service stations, one even offering an automatic car wash.

"Gee," Linda smiled as they drove around the area, looking for their cottage. "This place has everything."

"Even handsome young men," her mother laughed as they passed a group of well-tanned bays on their bikes.

"I know," Linda giggled. "I've been watching." When they finally located their cottage, they quickly began getting the luggage out of the car. Being a very practical woman, Jan had brought enough things for a two-year safari. The three of them were struggling to get the heavy bags out of the car when a man sauntered up to them from the cottage next door.

"I guess you're our new neighbors," he smiled. "May I help you with your luggage?"

"Oh, thank you," Jan said. "My husband packed the car and I didn't realize these bags were so heavy."

"I'm David Cromwell," the man said in a deep resonant voice. "I'm staying next door with my son."

"How do you do, Mr. Cromwell," Jan smiled, extending her hand. "I'm Mrs. Fielding, and these are my daughters, Linda and Bonnie."

When the introductions were completed, David Cromwell began carrying the luggage into the house.

"I'd like to offer you a cup of coffee or something, Mr. Cromwell," Jan smiled when he placed the last bag down. "But everything is still packed."

"I'll take a rain check," he replied. "And please call me David."

"Okay, David," she laughed.

"And do you have a name other than Mrs. Fielding?"

"Yes." Jan blushed. "It's Jan."

"That's a lovely name," he smiled as he turned to leave. "And don't forget that rain check for coffee."

Jan continued staring at him as he walked across the pass. He was an exceptionally handsome man in his early forties with dark hair and deep brown eyes that faintly excited Jan.

"Gee," giggled little Bonnie. "What a good looking guy, and he sure dig you, Mom."

"Oh, don't be silly," Jan answered in a flustered voice.

The next day was warm and muggy, so Jan and the two girls walked down to the pool to cool off in the water.

"Oh, Linda," her mother said, noting how the boys were staring at the girl as she reclined in a deck chair. "I wish you wouldn't wear that swimsuit."

"Why, Mom?" the girl asked, stretching out in her string bikini.

"You're a big girl now," Jan replied. "And that suit's too revealing."

"All the girls wear them," Linda argued.

"I know they do," her mother sighed. "But I think they're indecent."

"I'm wearing one," Bonnie piped up. "That's different," Jan smiled. "You don't have anything to show."

"I do, too," the child answered, looking down at her young titties thrusting out from her chest.

"I know you have," her mother back-tracked. "But not like Linda."

They dropped into a silence as Linda squirmed and stretched out on her deck chair, thoroughly enjoying, the glances she was receiving from the horny young men around the pool.

"Hello, Jan."

Looking up, Jan saw David Cromwell standing there.

"Hello, Mr. Cromwell," she smiled.

"It's David," he corrected her with a broad grin.

"I'm sorry," she laughed. "Hello, David."

"Mind if I join you?" he asked, pulling up a deck chair.

"Please do," Jan smiled.

The way he was looking at her made Jan feel a bit uncomfortable. She felt absolutely naked in her very proper one-piece swimsuit, and the big bulge in the front of David's trunks didn't help matters very much.

Linda was busy exchanging glances with a handsome young man sitting on the edge of the pool, and she hadn't noticed that David Cromwell had joined them. The young man she was flirting with was about twenty years old with a muscular tanned body, dark hair and eyes, and a set of gleaming white teeth that were very noticeable as he smiled at the lovely young blonde.

Linda was a bit surprised when the boy suddenly stood up and began walking boldly toward her.

"HI, dad," he grinned when he was only a few feet away.

"Hello, Son," David said.

Quickly turning around, Linda saw the man talking with them for the first time.

"This is my son, Randy," David said, and then proceeded to introduce them.

"So you're our new neighbor," Randy beamed, looking at Linda, his eyes wandering up and down her lush, scantily-clad body.

"We sure are," Linda giggled, wondering if he would fuck as well a Ken.

"Have you been in the water yet?"

"Not yet," she smiled.

"Okay," he laughed, taking her hand. "Let's."

As soon as they hit the water, the two young people began horsing around and dunking each other.

A wild ripple raced through Linda's loins when his hand seemed to accidentally brush against her inner thigh as they splashed around. It was only after he'd done it repeatedly that the girl was thrilled to realize it was no accident.

Clinging to the edge of the pool with their bodies submerged in the water, they exchanged glances, and both of them read the silent message. Smiling coyly at him, Linda reached down and gently cupped his big bulge in her hand. Her gesture was immediately answered by the feel of his fingers digging into the soft flesh beneath her smooth asscheeks.

"Would you like to go over to the rec hall dance with me tonight?" Randy asked, his finger still probing deliciously between her legs.

"I'd love to," she whispered, giving his prick another gentle squeeze.

Later that evening when Linda was in her worn getting dressed for the party, her hot young pussy was burning and itching with desire. The thought of having the handsome boy's stiff, hot dick rammed up her cunt was driving her nuts.

Wanting to make matters as simple as possible for Randy, she skipped putting on panties and slipped into a short summer dress. She wanted her dripping cunt to be as accessible as possible for the handsome boy. She realized that both of them knew they were going to suck tonight, but the horny young girl could hardly wait. She hoped they wouldn't have to spend too much time at the stupid dance.

Linda was almost wild with anticipation by the time Randy knocked on the door that evening. The recreation hall was only a couple of blocks from their cottages, and Linda was surprised when he appeared with his father's car.

"Why the car?" she asked.

"I promised Dad that I'd run it through the car wash for him," he explained as they settled down in the car. "We might as well do it before we go to the dance I won't be in any mood when we leave."

Linda couldn't wait any longer to see and feel his cock. The moment he pulled away from the curb, she lowered his zipper and whipped out his stiff prick. She was thrilled to see that his hard cock was even larger than Ken's.

"God, that's a beauty," she whispered, excitedly skimming his thick rubbery foreskin up and down over his lurching knob.

"I'm glad you like it," he panted with lust. "Because that's what you're gonna get."

"I can't wait," she gasped. "I wish were in my hot cunt right now."

When Randy pulled up to the entrance to the automatic car wash, Linda reluctantly stuffed his cock back in his pants but didn't pull up his zipper.

"Okay," shouted the attendant as he fastened the tow chain onto the front of the car. "Put it in neutral."

"Honey," Linda whispered when the car was slowly being drawn toward the cavernous opening of the car wash tunnel. "Slide over here by me."

When the boy slid over from behind the wheel, Linda couldn't restrain herself any longer. Grabbing at his pants and shorts, she yanked then down around his ankles with one mighty tug. Lifting her short skirt, Linda faced the boy and straddled his hips. Just as the car began moving through the entrance of the car wash, she lowered her hot, juicy cunt down over his throbbing fuck-shaft.