Memoirs Of A Swinger - S01 E41

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Memoirs Of A Swinger - S01 E41

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Carole stood in front of me in just a bikini. She had a real gymnast's figure, a pert bum and a fantastic flat stomach and she clearly worked at keeping it that way. She offered me her hand and I stood up, covered in a mixture of dust from the gravel and doggy saliva. The dogs also got up when I did and started milling around us. One of them started to lick my hand then the other, not wanting to miss out, joined in.

"Most people run for the hills when they see these two coming towards them. I've not seen anyone try to grab them round the neck before. They don't always like people, men in particular."

"They're beautiful dogs. Which one is Mickey, which one is Donald?"

"This handsome devil is Mickey and this Ruffian is Donald, they're brothers from the same litter. Mickey was the pick of the litter, he's the big handsome one and he knows it. Donald was the runt, he knows he's not as handsome Mickey, so he tries harder in other ways. He's definitely the more affectionate of the two. But they're both lovable. I bought them as puppies and they were trained as guard dogs. As you can see it wasn't entirely successful, but if they decide that they don't want you here then you'll know about it."

"Well I'm glad they decided to like me."

"Steven, I wanted to ask you something while we are on our own."

"Of course."

"I know that I can come over a bit direct, I'm afraid it's just the way I am. As I get older my ego has become a bit more fragile too, which is why I want to ask you in private if you'd like to spend the night with me tonight. I know the way this evening is heading and I know that you've slept with Ruth and also with Kate but I don't take it for granted that you'd want to sleep with a forty five year old woman like me. And please don't say you'd like to just because I sit on the board of Durolitum. I don't interfere with the way that Daniel runs his company so however you answer makes no difference to your job prospects, I promise."

"I'm not sure how to answer Carole," I said and before I'd finished my sentence her face changed instantly to one of rejection. "I'm surprised you feel the need to ask. Looking at you in that swimsuit I don't think there are many guys who could refuse. In fact I wanted to ask, how do you keep your tummy so flat?"

The smile returned to her face. "Thank you for noticing," she said laughing. "You don't know how much effort it takes. And I'm glad you said yes because I think it might have been difficult to prise Ruth and Fabien apart now."

I laughed. "Ruth has had quite an appetite this week," I said.

"You should have seen her when she was younger," replied Carole.

"Would you mind if I kissed you?" I asked.

"As a rule I never kiss men covered in dirt and dog saliva, but I'll make an exception this time."

I wiped my face with my tee shirt then kissed her on the mouth while Donald licked the dirt off my legs.

"That was nice," I said when we had finished.

"Let me show you inside, you're a bit overdressed for a pool party." Carole showed me up to her bedroom and the two dogs followed her up the stairs and into the room. "This is where you'll be sleeping tonight," she said. "I'll leave you to clean up and get changed. Come downstairs when you're ready."

I decided to have a quick shower then retrieved my trunks and flip flops from my kit bag. Mickey had followed her mistress back down to the pool but Donald lay on the floor waiting for me. I gave him a stroke and a kiss on the head then we went out to join rest of them.

When I walked out onto the pool area I got a shock. It was like walking out onto the pool of an up market hotel. Plus the view was spectacular. All that you could see for miles were rolling hills stretched out in front of you. Ruth and Fabien were in the pool frolicking while Carole was sat on a lounger watching them. When she saw me she got up and walked over then kissed me.

"I can see I'm not the only one with a flat stomach," she said running her finger down it and stopping at the top of my Speedos. "What would you like to drink?" she asked.

"A beer would be great," I said and Carole went to fetch one from the poolside bar.

Ruth and Fabien got out of the pool and walked over hand in hand. Ruth gave me a kiss and Fabien shook my hand. He seemed more relaxed now. "Where have you been?" Ruth asked. "We thought you'd got lost."

"I walked around Aix for a bit then went for a drive. By the time I'd stopped for a beer I didn't realise how late it was getting. I'm sorry."

"Now that you're here," said Fabien. "Why don't you and Carole enjoy the pool, Ruth and I will start on the barbecue."

"Fabien does the best barbecues," said Carole. She gave him a kiss and then Ruth and Fabien disappeared into the house giggling like two schoolkids.

Carole led me to the pool and we got in. I stood up against the side and she stood in front of me. Her size meant that I had to bend down slightly to kiss her and so to even out the height difference she put her arms around my neck and then wrapped her legs around my waist. She weighed very little to start with but next to nothing in the pool. We kissed for ages and as we kissed Carole rubbed herself gently against my cock.

"You know you're giving me an erection," I said to her.

"Is that a problem?" she said teasingly.

"Only if we have to get out the pool quickly," I said putting my hands on her arse cheeks and pulling her pussy against my cock. Carole sighed quietly and continued to rub herself against me.

By this time Ruth and Fabien had returned and Fabien had put some steaks and other meat onto the barbeque. In between tending to the food he and Ruth kissed and horsed around.

"We should go and see if they need some help," I nodded towards Ruth and Fabien.

"I think we should leave them to it," said Carole. Reaching down she undid my Speedos and pulled out my cock then, pulling the gusset of her bikini bottoms to one side, she lowered herself onto me.

"I don't want you to fuck me," she said. "I just want to feel you inside me."

We kissed for longer and Carole gently rocked herself on me until Fabien called out that the steaks were ready. Carole pulled herself off me and I sorted myself out then we did a few lengths of the pool before getting out.

Fabien's steaks were indeed good and we sat around a big marble table and chatted while the dogs lay underneath it hoping to catch the odd scrap. Ruth and Fabien were getting along like a house on fire. Carole and I, although a bit more reserved, were getting along fine too.