Kathy liked the private, intimate setting. The back yard was completely fenced in and hedged in. A person could freely sunbathe nude out here, Kathy mused with a smile.
'Why the mischievous smile?' Fred Chapman asked. 'What were you thinking?'
'You're very perceptive,' Kathy said. 'But it's nothing to talk about.'
'Let me be the judge of that,' Fred said. 'Come on now, out with it.'
'I'd rather not.'
'Out with it,' Fred Chapman said. 'I'll hold you hostage until you tell me.'
'I was simply thinking that this back yard is perfectly private, the kind of back yard I'd like to have.'
'And? What else?'
'And that one could sunbathe out here in complete privacy.'
'By that you mean in the nude,' Fred Chapman said.
Kathy flushed. 'Well, yes!'
'I do it all the time,' Fred Chapman said. 'In fact, every evening after work I sunbathe out here in the nude, at least when the sun is high like this in summer.'
'Oh,' Kathy said, stunned by the man's bold admission.
'Of course, I only do it when Lois isn't home. She would be scandalized. But then, Lois is never home. I see her about two minutes a week-awake, anyway. We sleep in the same bed, but she never spends a moment in bed that she isn't sleeping. She's a very efficient work machine, my Lois. Work is her life. To relax as we're doing, even for five minutes, would kill her. She couldn't do it. She considers everything but work a complete waste of time. And I mean everything.'
'I see,' Kathy said.
Fred finished his drink and poured himself another one out of the pitcher. He topped off Kathy's glass too.
'I can't tell you how nice it is to come home from work and share a drink with you, Mrs. Finn. Tell me about your husband.'
'He likes to work, read the newspaper, and go bowling,' Kathy said. 'He also likes to eat. He used to be an athlete, a football player. Now he has trouble hauling himself up a flight of stairs.'
'One must exercise regularly to stay fit,' said Fred Chapman. He whacked his flat abdomen, which was solid as a rock. 'I work out at the spa. And when I sunbathe out here I do a few gymnastic exercises.'
He set down his glass, walked out onto the grass, and sprang into a handstand.
Kathy was amazed.
In his inverted position, Fred smile at her, his face flushed with blood, then started doing handstand press- ups. After ten press-ups, he sprang back to his feet.
Kathy clapped, laughing.
'Thank you,' Fred said, taking a bow. He looked slightly drunk – about as drunk as Kathy felt. 'Now, my dear, would you care to join me in some sunbathing?'
He snatched a large beach blanket off the patio table and spread it on the grass in the sunshine.
'Well, I don't know,' Kathy said, shocked as the man peeled off his swim trunks with his back to her and flopped face-down onto the blanket.
'Feels wonderful,' Fred Chapman said. 'Of course, I'm not going to force you if you'd rather not.'
He laid his head on his forearms as if he was going to doze off.
Kathy gulped down the rest of her drink, her eyes on Fred Chapman's muscled body. The alcohol made her feel reckless. Standing, she reached up under her skirt and peeled off her panties. They were moist in the crotch, and she realized her pussy was already getting greasy between the lips. Her dress came off over her head and her tits jiggled free in the sunshine. A moment later she was lying beside Fred Chapman on the blanket, her heart pounding madly.
He turned his head and looked at her. 'Welcome to my private sunbathing spot, Mrs. Finn. Do you mind if I call you Kathy?'
'Go right ahead,' Kathy said.
'And please call me Fred,' the man said. He flipped over onto his back, and Kathy immediately saw his massive, throbbing erection. He covered his eyes with the back of his hand, as if to shadow them from the sun.
Kathy was trembling. The man's cock, though nowhere near as large as the cock of his son, was nevertheless huge. It was also uncut, and bulging with veins. His hairy balls resembled the balls of a bull. He spread his legs wider. His balls moved restlessly in their sac and his cock throbbed rhythmically against his abdomen, the head of it pecking at his navel.
Kathy felt daring.
'You want a blowjob?' she asked. The words flew from her mouth without a moment's thought or hesitation, set free by the alcohol in her blood. The moment she said, them, she felt like jumping up and running away.
'I'd love one,' Fred Chapman said, and Kathy couldn't believe her ears.
She crawled between his legs. Her cunt throbbed, its soreness miraculously gone. She lay on her belly between his legs and began to lick his balls. They tasted musky and sweaty and their scent made her drunker than the alcohol had.
'You have such big balls,' she said. 'I love big, hairy balls.'
Fred uncovered his eyes and looked down at her. He stroked her head. 'You're my kind of woman, Kathy Finn.'
He bent his cock up, away from his belly, and rubbed its lube-slick knob on her face. His foreskin was peeled back, and his naked cockhead glowed, searing Kathy's cheeks and nose. She groaned, nuzzling his cock up and down, nibbling it with her lips, lapping it with her dripping tongue.
'And I love cock!' she growled. 'A big horny prick!'
She took the man's cock away from him and went down on it, devouring it all the way to his balls. He had eight, thick inches, but after deepthroating Randy's eleven inches Kathy easily took Fred's eight.
Fred arched up, grinding his cock in her throat, his two hands stroking her head. 'Oh, baby, you know how to suck! Where have you been all my life, darling? Mmmmm, suck that cock!'
Kathy bobbed her head, her lips smacking up and down the length of the man's cock, her tongue twirling wetly at the underside of his prick-knob. His cockhead had a sweet, mild flavor, nothing like the raunchy-tasting cockhead of his son, and Kathy delighted in sucking on it. Her knob-work drove the man crazy. He arched up, gasping, his prick throbbing and bucking as if it was going to jump out of Kathy's mouth and hit the ceiling.
'Ohhhh yeahhhh! Blow it, you hot-mouthed bitch! Man, I ain't never had a blowjob like this!' He let her suck for a few more seconds, then pulled her mouth off his cock. 'If you don't go easy I'm gonna explode! Get up over me and I'll lick your pussy! We'll sixty-nine!'
Facing the man's feet, Kathy straddled him and shoved her ass in his face. He growled like a hungry dog, wrapping his arms around her voluptuous ass and crushing her cunt to his mouth. His nose rubbed in her asscrack, nuzzling her asshole. He inhaled deeply, getting high on her female aroma.
'I'd rather eat bitch ass than any food in the world,' he said.
He spread her asscheeks, spread her cuntlips, and with lusting moans began slurping up and down her asscrack and cuntslit, cleaning out her tasty female clefts, eating out her asshole and pussy. His cock flopped round on his belly like a fish out of water, and Kathy fell forward, grabbing it and going down on it.
'Ohhhh yeahhhhh!' he groaned. 'Suck it!' Kathy's ass throbbed. Each flick of the man's tongue at her tender clefts sent itchy, elastic tingles up her asshole and through her cunt. She sucked cock to the rhythm of the sensations pulsing through her loins and it felt as if her own sucking was causing the feelings in her body. An electric sex-current flowed through the two of them, their coupled bodies forming a closed pleasure-circuit.
'Mmmmm, pussy!' the man moaned, the tongue slurping nonstop, Kathy's fuck juices running into his mouth. 'Hot, juicy bitch!'
He rubbed his nose in her cunt, nibbled on her clit, licked her asshole and worked his tongue up into it.
'Eat it!' Kathy growled, grinding her ass in the man's mouth. She tickled and massaged and scratched his nuts. She shoved a hand down between his asscheeks and worked a finger up his asshole. As she blew him, her head bobbing, her lips smacking, she fingerfucked his tight, burning shithole.
'You know all the tricks, don't you, baby?' Fred plastered his mouth to Kathy's cunt, sliding his tongue up into
