Golden Girls

"He's huge!" Steve exclaimed.

"Gawd! He's such a sweet guy. I hope all this doesn't make him too uncomfortable. If he quits, I don't know who I'll get to mow all of this."

Steve chuckled, "It's going to make him uncomfortable alright, but not in the way you're thinking. He'll probably start mowing the place for free."

It was a moot point now anyway. There was no place to go. Bama was already mowing around the back of the house and getting closer to us with each pass. I resigned myself to the situation and turned to watch what Steve was doing.

* * *

Lunch was wonderful—getting to the house wasn't. I kept my eyes on the ground in front of me the whole trek up the hill.

When I had to pee, I lied and said that I had to take a dump. Neither Glenda nor Steve exhibited and qualms about peeing off the deck, just as they had before. I stayed in the house until Bama left. That was almost six p.m.

The three of us lay out in the sun for two hours. Just after eight, I mixed myself a drink and told Steve there was something I wanted to show him. "On the other side of the pond?" Glenda asked me. When I nodded, she said, "You two go on. I want to take a quick shower." Gawd! I loved her for that.

To my surprise, Steve took a beer from the fridge. "It must be special if she wants to let us share it alone." He said as we were pulling out the ATV.

I smiled at him. "Oh, it is. It's very special."

When we got to my special place, the sun was just disappearing behind the tall pines behind us. "I can see why you like it." Steve told me with a hint of awe in his voice.

While I was standing there, looking over the pond and up toward the house, Steve nuzzled up behind me. He slid his hands under my arms and around me and hugged me.

My voice was a little shaky as I leaned back into him and said with a sigh, "Josh and I used to come here in the evenings." I was happy that he didn't respond. He just pulled me tighter to him.

When my somber mood was over, we sat in the ATV and sipped our drinks. We watched in silence as it grew dark.

* * *

When we got back to the house, Glenda asked us, "Did you two have a nice time."

Her tone was sincere—not chiding. I was sure she wasn't referring to sex.

Steve answered her, "Yes, very much so. It's a beautiful view."

But then Glenda was back to her normal self. "Okay, I let the two of you have your alone time, but now I need to be fucked."

"Gawd, Glenda, how can you possibly? I'm so sore I can't stand the thought of sex."

"Just making hay while the sun shines. Who knows when we'll have another cock out here to play with."

Steve glanced at me as if wanting me to give him some kind of signal. For some reason, the thought of him fucking Glenda didn't make me jealous at all. After all, had it not been for her, he wouldn't be here. "You two have fun, but I'm sitting this one out. I'll be in to watch after I make myself another drink.

As I sat in my dressing chair and watched her use her mouth to get him hard, I knew there would be a time when I would want him to make love to me—not just fuck me. I also knew he didn't have the same feelings for Glenda he had for me. This was just recreational sex for both of them, emotionally no different than playing tennis.

I actually enjoyed the hell out of watching them go at it—for over an hour. When Steve announced that he was close, Glenda told him, "Give it to Beth."

I was on my knees in front of him in a flash, taking his hot cum into my mouth. I loved it. The taste of Glenda on him just added to my enjoyment.

* * *

I set the alarm for him, and when he turned it off in the morning and slid out of bed, I got up too. I would have to go to the front gate with him in case Bama had locked it.

When he started out the back door, I knew where he was going, so I followed him. When we got to the railing, I told him, "Steve, this one is for me . . . my way, okay?"

He shrugged, "Anything you want."

So I turned him to me and slid my open hand under his cock, holding it up slightly. "Can you start with me doing this?"

He chuckled, "I'm sure I can. It's pretty urgent."

Sure enough, it was only a matter of seconds before his hot stream spewed out onto my chest. I closed my fingers around it and sprayed it all over my tits. When the force of his stream eased, I took him inside my mouth. Much of it gushed out and added to what was already on my body, but I managed to drink a lot of it.

He made me feel better about doing it, letting me know he didn't find it disgusting when he said, "That's it, baby, nurse me dry."

When he was done, I got up and asked him, "You don't mind me doing that, do you. I know it's weird, but I love doing it."

"Do I mind? I think it's sexy as hell. I love watching you do it, and it feels incredible."

"Great, now hose me down."

When he was dressed and ready to leave, I put on a robe and drove the ATV up to the gate. After I'd opened it, he rolled down his window and asked me, "Could I ask you for a favor before I go?"

"Anything—and I do mean anything."

"One kiss?"

It hadn't dawned on me until that moment that Glenda and I had been the only ones who'd kissed since everyone arrived at the house. "Gladly", I told him with a bright smile. I started to lean in his window, but he stopped me. He opened his door and got out.

He reached for me but I stepped back, untied my robe and let it fall to the ground. If a car came by, they would have to look our way quickly to get even a glimpse of us at the speed they'd be going. The gate sat well back from the road. I held my arms out from my sides and said, "I'm all yours."

He kissed me so wonderfully and for so long, I almost came. Then he got back into his car and drove off, with only a wave of his hand out the window.

* * *

"You're not falling in love with him, are you?" Glenda asked me the minute I got back to the house.

"No" I answered her honestly, "But I am falling in very deep like with him."

"Okay. I was just checking. I may want to fuck him again sometime."

I went to her and put a hand on each of her shoulders. I looked her right in the eyes and said in a very serious tone, "Glenda, even if I married him, or anyone else, for that matter, you will always be welcome to share them with me. Do you understand?"

A tear was rolling down her cheek when she hugged me.

* * *

The End