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CHAPTER FOUR

Barbara stayed in the wooded area to think. For a few minutes, she collected her thoughts, breathing in the fresh night air, smoothing her hair back in place, and idly picking a few pieces of bark off the tree. She took a final deep breath and headed for the club and her husband, a smile on her lips.

"I was looking for you," Carl said when Barbara returned. "Where have you been hiding?"

"Just taking a walk," she said smugly. "Why were you looking for me? Can't you find any young girls to dance with?" She glanced up at the bandstand, seeing Steve grinning down at her and Fred behind him, puffing on a cigarette.

"C'mon, Babs, don't be an old stilt." His eyes wandered to a young girl strolling by.

"I'm tired of your remarks," she said in annoyance, following her husband's line of vision to the pretty young girl. "Ask her to dance. I'm tired. I'm too old to be dancing this late at night." Angrily, she brushed by him swinging her ass at him, her large tits bouncing under her dress. "I'm going to get drunk."

Carl looked quizzically at his wife. She had been acting strange all week… and now this. He shrugged it off and started for the pretty girl who was standing alone. Hell, maybe I can get her outside and give her a quick fuck. She looks eager.

Barbara stood with a drink in her hand, watching her husband putting the make on the young girl. "Go ahead," she muttered under her breath. "I've already been outside and had mine." Tears filled her eyes as she spoke, and she turned her head away, taking a greedy gulp of the potent liquor.

She battled her feelings of decency, steeling herself to the things she had to do to get some attention and affection while Carl gave all he had to others. Maybe tomorrow, she thought darkly and wistfully… maybe things will change tomorrow…

"C'mon back for a while. It's still early." Carl disappeared back into the bathroom. "Gonna take a ride over to the ball field and watch the kids practice."

Barbara frowned. She didn't believe him. She pushed the covers off her body and slipped her flimsy nightgown up over her head, spreading her legs widely. Her naked body was on display. She wanted her husband to fuck her and to make passionate love to her.

Thinking of last night made her shudder. She didn't want to wind up like that, taking on all comers. She needed her husband now more than ever, needed the love they had once shared.

Carl came back into the bedroom wearing his gray sweatsuit. "You better cover up, Babs. I don't want you catching cold."

She tensed with anger, it shook it, her face softening. "We can have a lot of fun this morning, if you come back to bed," she purred in her most seductive voice her ass gently rock. Her hands went to her pussy mound, her fingers beginning to play, "I'll suck your cock like I used to." She flicked her tongue out suggestively and swiped it lewdly over her lips. Her pink tongue lingered at the corner of her mouth.

For a second, Carl hesitated. "Get your beauty sleep, Babs. We'll fuck tonight."

She walked by the full length mirror, stopping, her green eyes critically scanning her full sensuous figure. She swivelled on her toes, carefully checking each inch of her skin for wrinkles, sags, or any visible sign of aging. Her hands slid down her hips, and she splayed her fingers across her belly. Her mood changed as she scrutinized herself in the mirror. Her stomach was taut and firm like her ass, and her voluptuous tits billowed out from her tight rib cage, jutting out proud and full. She looked the same as when she was eighteen even better!

"It's you, Carl! It's You! You! You!" she said suddenly. Tears streamed down, her face. "It's not me at all."

She stepped closer to the mirror to examine her face, making sure. There were no wrinkles, no bags or crow's feet. She stood back naked and proud. She wasn't eighteen, but she wasn't what Carl thought she was: an aging, unattractive, sexless woman. The memory of. Jeff's, Steve's and Fred's appreciative eyes and compliments reaffirmed her feeling.

"You can have your little girls, Carl," she mocked derisively, hefting her tits with her cupped hands. "I'll find men who can appreciate a woman." She stormed out of the bedroom a determined woman.

She stopped short as she reached the sliding glass doors leading to the patio outside and the pool beyond. Her swimsuit was upstairs. She started to go back for it, but stopped, a smile curling her lips.

"Who needs one? It's private enough." She stepped out onto the patio.

The sun was warm and felt good against her face. She walked over to the edge of the pool and looked in, bending slightly. She saw her reflection and smiled. With her heart beating wildly, she glanced quickly around.

In one swift fluid motion, she had her robe off and was in the water, hugging the side, not yet ready to venture out into the middle of the pool naked.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed, the swishing water enveloping her.

She became bolder, taking her hands off the lip of the pool and drifting out toward the center. She let herself sink to the bottom. Then, using her legs, she shoved off against the tiled floor and came shooting up into the air, her tits wet and bouncing, glistening in the sunlight.

She splashed around, giggling, her eyes darting, checking to see if anyone could see her from their windows. It was possible, and that made it even more thrilling.

She dove head first to the bottom, flashing her ass to the air, coming up on the other side feeling young again and better than she had felt in months, especially since she began to let Carl's remarks eat away at her.

Her thoughts took a dramatic turn to Jeff the turning point in her life. Those few hours they had shared in the motel room had helped her ego immensely. Both drummers, Steve and Fred, had helped too. And fucking last night in the gardens of the country club had been exciting and daring, but not something she would want to repeat.

She closed her eyes to the sun and drifted out into the center of the pool, her tits bobbing in the sparkling clean water like floating buoys. If only it had been Carl instead of Fred and Steve last night. Then, it would have been perfect. It wasn't, and it made her unhappy, posing a question in her mind: why did other men see her as beautiful and desirable while Carl only saw her as growing bid? It angered her and made her open her eyes.

"FRANK!" she sputtered, wildly floundering in the water at the sight of her neighbor standing there looking and grinning at her. She was treading water, seeking the safety of the side of the pool. "What… I didn't hear you come into the yard. How long have you been standing there?"

"A few minutes," he laughed, enjoying her response. "You looked so relaxed, I didn't want to disturb you."

"I'll bet," she said. She was shaken, feeling like a kid caught misbehaving. "I hope you got an eyeful."

"Enough for both eyes." He knelt down by the edge of the pool. "You're gorgeous. Even more gorgeous than I imagined."

"What about Shirley?" Barbara asked. "I don't think she'd understand you being here while I'm naked."

"Forget about Shirley and come out of the pool. We'll go inside and I'll make us a batch of martinis, then we'll make love all day."

"You're forgetting Carl."

"I'm not forgetting Carl. I saw him leaving a while ago." He winked. "C'mon, sexy, it's just you and me now. Shirley went to her sister's for the day, and my kid is at the field playing ball."

He didn't mention where he thought Carl was there was no sense in rubbing salt in the wound, as he had done last night.

He offered Barbara his hand. "C'mon."

"What makes you think I'll go to bed with you, Frank?"

He grinned. "I don't know. Come out of the pool and give me a chance."

"No," she teased. She pushed out from the wall with her feet, floating into the center of the pool on her back.

Frank watched her gorgeous body rippling beneath the clear water, his eyes on her tits floating on the surface. She came off her back and was on her feet in giggling mischievously, pushing her tits below the surface. "I'll never drown with these."

Frank's leer was hungry, his eyes devouring her fantastic body weaving in the water. He was going crazy. "C'mon, Babs, don't torment me. You know I want you. I have for a long time."

She gave him an impish smile. She felt playful. "I don't want to come out of the pool Frank." She let her tits bob on the rippling surface, noticing and enjoying the ravenous lust in her neighbor's eyes.

"I'll come in and get you," he warned, his voice tight.

Her eyes glimmered devilishly. "I don't think so." She floated on her back again, flaunting her big tits. "You're not going to jump in with your clothes on." She rolled and swam a little. She gave him her ass to look at as she dove to the bottom. She came up, whipping her thick red hair away from he face. "Did you like that?"

"Fantastic," he groaned. He roughly pulled his shirt buttons and tugged his belt open. He grinned, seeing the surprised expression on her face as he took off his clothes and became as naked as she was. "Didn't think I'd do it, huh?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"I'm coming in to get you."

Barbara was startled, watching him poise himself at the edge of the pool and cut the water with a clean dive. She stared in stunned surprise, seeing him shoot through the clear blue water, his body, like a torpedo, aimed straight for her.

She giggled and swam in the opposite direction, trying to elude her neighbor. She enjoyed this game of sex play. She squealed when he grabbed her ankle and pulled her under.

He opened his eyes underwater and pulled her squirming body close to him, seeing her naked flesh waver in front of him. They both came sputtering to the surface, laughing.

"You're one sexy female," he said, cornering her against the side of the pool. "You ain't going anywhere until I get a kiss."

"I have no intention of going anywhere," she giggled. She offered him her wet open mouth, her tongue flicking.

Frank crushed her into him bringing her up against the side, plastering his lips against hers. He explored her mouth with his tongue and explored her body with his hands. His tongue sought out hers, his hands sought the flesh of her ass. He tried kissing and keeping afloat at the same time. It was an impossible task. With their mouths locked to one another's, their bodies fused together, they sank to the bottom.

Their mouths stayed locked until they couldn't stay underwater any longer. Together, they rose to the surface, faces red, gasping for air. Laughing, they inched their way to the shallow area, the water now rippling below Barbara's mammoth tits.

Frank's hands grabbed her tits. "You're the sexiest bitch in the neighborhood, Babs." His fingers enjoyed the slippery wetness of her tit globes as they sank in the yielding flesh. "Best-looking pair of tits, too."

Barbara felt fantastic. She watched his hands pressing and handling her tit meat. "One of the oldest bitches in the neighborhood, too," she added.

"Shit, Babs," Frank growled. "Don't pull that stupid shit on me." He gently tilted her head up, gazing into her hurt eyes. "Don't let Carl's obsession with growing older ruin your life. You're gorgeous."

Barbara immediately went into his arms. "Hold me, Frank. Hold me."

Her tits were crushed into his chest as he held her, cradled her, his arms engulfing her. She shivered, feeling his hard-on digging into her belly. His comforting hold on her felt good, and her insecurity passed.

She pushed herself out of his arms, smiling, quickly changing the mood and floating on her back. "You ever eat pussy in a pool?"

"Not until now." Frank came after her floating body. He grabbed her ankles before she drifted out into deeper water and pulled her to him. He wrapped her slender legs around him, bringing her pussy up against his chest. "I've always had a yen to tongue-fuck you."

"Then satisfy your crazy desire."

Frank slipped down into the water, bringing his mouth to her half-submerged pussy. He lifted her ass a bit and clamped his mouth to her cunt lips and sucked. He ignited her passion with his tongue, darting the tip into her spongy cunt slot.

"Aaaaahhh!" she gasped in delight, attempting to stay afloat as Frank fucked his tongue into her wet pussy. "Oooo, Frank?" She began to moan, precariously trying not to drown and at the same time jamming her pussy against Frank's face. "God, if I cum, I'll drown." She thrashed in and out of the water, her passion overtaking her.

Frank dined on the sweet meat of her delectable pussy. His tongue darted inside, then he sucked on her velvety pussy lips puffy and reddened with passionate lust. He sputtered, his own fuck-lust making him forget where he was. He had sucked a lot of pool water into his mouth before he took his mouth from her pussy.

Barbara straightened up and cuddled close. Her hands went underwater and cupped the shaft of his hard cock. She squiggled her wet tits into his arm, their wet bodies squeaking as she rubbed against him.

"Your hands feel great down there," he moaned. He stroked her pussy gash, where seconds ago he had been sucking. His fingers worked into her cunt juice flowed over his knuckles her pussy was ready for cock. "Let's get the hell out of here, Babs. Your pussy is ready and so is my cock."

"I know. I can feel it." She rotated her hips around and around as her cunt hole devoured his exploring fingers. She squiggled out of his grasp on an impulse. After a quick deep breath of air, she sank down into the water, her eyes open.

Frank leered into the water. His groin was hard, like his cock. Babs, as he had always suspected, was dynamite. He groaned, feeling her hot urgent mouth engulf his hard-on. He jerked, his cock deeply embedded in her throat.

Barbara held onto his hips to keep from rising to the surface. She chewed on his hunk of cockmeat as long as she could. Then, with reluctance, she relinquished his prick and popped up out of the water.

"You like that?" she gasped.

He grabbed her, his prick jabbing her soft belly. "C'mon, let's get inside where we can make love without having to worry about drowning."

Barbara grabbed his prick with both hands. "No, Frank, I want your cock here… in the pool." Her hands pulled his prick as she bobbed. She sank beneath the water again, still holding his hard-on and biting his cock with playful nips of her teeth before surging to the surface again. "Please?"

Frank groaned. He would have fucked her on the front lawn. He nodded as she continued to play with his cock. "I just hope we don't drown in the process." A groaning laugh escaped his mouth as she twisted his stiff prick.

Barbara snaked her legs around his waist, lifting her buoyant weight up easily, her pillowy tits smothering his face. She felt the head of his steel-hard prick jabbing the folds of her oozing pussy as she bobbed slightly in the water.

"I'm gonna cream all over your cock, Frank…"

Frank jerked in the water, the head of his throbbing prick stabbing at her. He split the entrance to her cunt when his jamming cockhead found the mark; her puffy cunt lips closed in around his aching prick. "Ohhhhh, Babs!"

Barbara squirmed. "I feel your cock in me, Frank… hold me!" She wriggled down, gulping his hard inches into her seething cunt hole. She drenched his cock with her buttery pussy ooze. "Ooooo I'm stuffed. I feel your cock! Christ, it's marvelous! Ahhhhhh!" She wriggled, adjusting her body as she held onto Frank. Her pussy feasted on his thick meaty prick, her muscles clamped around the hard cock. "Oooooo, yeahhhh, Frank! Oooooo!" Frank held her, his cock in a vat of pussy cream, the rest of his body in the cool soothing water. It was a dramatic contrast. He shook his face against her firm and pulpy tits, enjoying the soft and tender tit flesh. He nipped the wet skin and licked between her tits. His hands spanned the cheeks of her ass, holding her steady.

"Baby," he groaned. "Sweet, sexy baby." His words were partially muffled, but Barbara heard and began bobbing up and down, using the war to her advantage.

"Frank! Frank! I feel like a kid." Her bloated cunt jerked with buoyancy; her ass slapped the water; her pussy fucked down on his cock again and again. "Ooooo, God, Frank! This is fabulous!"

Frank was also in ecstasy. Having desired Barbara for so long and finally fucking her was the ultimate. It wasn't that he didn't love Shirley; it was just that Barbara was sex personified. Tall; big beautiful tits; flowing thick red hair that framed the face of a Goddess.

He jabbed, lunged, and fucked his cock into her squishy hot pussy. Carl must be crazy neglecting her… a real jerk, he thought, his fingers digging into the pliable flesh of her twisting squirming ass. Carl's loss was his gain and probably a few others too, if his hunch was right about last night. Those two drummers had seemed too satisfied and Barbara had looked a little frayed around the edges when she had returned from her so called walk.

Barbara released her grip from around his neck, tilting back. "Ooooooo, Frank!" she squealed blissfully. "Oooooo, Frank."

Her voice, filled with joy an passion, roused him quickly from his random thoughts.

He gaped at her fabulous bouncing wet breasts glinting in the sun, her swollen rosy nipples turning into ripe cherries. He jerked her up and down on his spearing cock. The sensation of her squishy cunt fucking down on him churned his cum. "Christ, Babs, you'll never know how good you look from here."

Half floating, her legs still clamped around his back, her cunt still stuffed with his prick, Barbara stared up at the clear blue sky. She tingled in joy. "I'm learning, Frank," she gasped, he hips thrusting, her body slashing in and out of water a little waves splashed around her exquisite body. "I'm learning."

With her fingers clutching his arms and his cock piercing the cushiony walls of her hot, bubbling pussy, she groaned. The angle was treacherous. In her passion, she could easily slip down into the churning water. "Ohhhhhh, Frank, I'm in heaven with your cock in meeee!"

"You're breaking my cock," he groaned, trying to pull her back up, but failing. He growled and fucked. His hands held her hips, keeping her impaled on his unnaturally bent cock as she floated back on the clear water. Barbara soared to the top first. She spiraled up into her orgasm, her body in spasm. It started deep inside her spastic cunt, where Frank's cockhead fucked maniacally, and spread outward, encompassing every inch of her.

"I'm cumming!" she screamed.

She thrashed in the water, squealing her joyous pleasure as wave after wave of exquisite orgasms washed over her body. Her hips jerked and twisted under Frank's pulling hands. She swooned, feeling his cock fucking into the hot depths of her pussy.

"Fuck me harder, Frank! Harder!"

Seeing Barbara in the throes of orgasm catapulted Frank into a blissful climax. His prick finally burst a bolt of thick white cum deep into Barbara's boiling pussy.

"Sweet Babs!" he roared in the midst of his climax. In his rage he fucked her again and again on his cum-spouting prick. "I'm with youuuu!"

"Christ, it feels good! Fuck me! Cream my pussy!"

She plunged her exploding pussy against his cum-spurting cock. The water swished around them as if a typhoon had hit, spraying up between them with each pull of Frank's power.

Frank groaned: "It was better than I ever dreamed it could be!" He held her by the ass as she clung to him with her arms and legs.

Barbara eased up, sliding clown his body, sinking underneath the water, where she sucked his limp cock and tasted the warm juices of her gooey cunt. She came up and slithered back into his arms.

"You make me feel like a woman, Frank," she purred contentedly. "A real woman."

Frank held her tenderly. "Carl will come round. You'll see." He looked into those deep green eyes. "He's having a problem with his age. He'll realize what a fantastic wife he has. He's not permanently stupid."

"What about you, Frank. You having problems with Shirley?"

"Couldn't be better. I saw you were in trouble and, having the hots for you, I came to the rescue."

"You saved me, too," she purred, kissing him affectionately on his cheek.

"You want nit to save you again?" he laughed, the smoldering embers in his balls beginning to heat up again.

"Yesssss, but not here. In the house in bed where I can show you how much I appreciate your good-neighbor policy." Together, they laughed and swam to the shallow end of the pool.