Those smouldering fires were already intensifying, and, with them, Natalie’s breathing was becoming a little quicker. Jen noticed but was in no mood to rush her lover. Slow and steady was the order of the evening, Jen running the tip of the vibrator down to Natalie’s opening once more. This time though she slid the toy all the way inside, ensuring the curvature of the bulbous tip grazed along Natalie’s tight front wall.
For the first time, as the vibrations hit her fabled g-spot, Natalie squirmed in Jen’s arms. It was just what Jen wanted to feel, and hopefully only the start of what was to come. Jen pushed her calves firmer down against Natalie’s legs, ensuring her lover was in no position to pull them together, however hard she tried. Jen wrapped her free arm around Natalie’s body, taking care of her lover’s hands. She had Natalie where she wanted, and now it was just a case of slowly taking her to heaven and back.
Jen pressed a button on the base of the vibrator, and the motor buzzed a little faster. For the first time Natalie gave a true moan, rather than a purr, as the deeper vibrations hit. Still though, Jen was doing nothing more than slowly working the vibrator across her lover’s sex, dipping up inside Natalie’s pussy then pulling out, tracing a line up to her clit then heading back again. Every time, Natalie’s pussy seemed just a little tighter than before, and every time, her moans were just a little louder, her squirms a little more forceful as the vibrator rubbed against that very spot inside.
Once more Jen hit the button on the base of the vibrator and the vibrations strengthened again. Jen could feel the intensity in her own hand, so could only imagine what was going through Natalie’s mind as Jen continued to work her sex. She could feel Natalie’s struggles becoming constant as the young woman fought against the torment.
Natalie was now panting hard, her moans coming as gasped squeals between ragged breaths. Those smouldering fires had become a raging inferno, erupting out as flames of passion. How many times had she felt that ripple of pleasure shoot through her body? Natalie had lost count as she stiffened once more, the tip of the vibrator deep inside her pulsing pussy. She tried to break free, but her lover’s grip was just too strong, and the torment in her loins too great to make her struggles effective.
She could feel the vibrations deep inside, hitting her g-spot time after time, yet still she climbed. It was a slow, steady ascent, higher and higher towards her inevitable climax. Natalie was now a squirming mess in her lover’s arms.
“Aghh,” Natalie cried as another wave hit her, the young woman struggling against the torment.
By now, Jen was focussing on Natalie’s tight pussy, working the dildo in a fucking motion inside the young woman’s cunt. It was a slow, deep movement, pulling out until the bulbous head stretched Natalie’s opening, then plunging back inside.
Natalie cried out again, her back arching away from Jen’s body as she felt another wave pass through her. It was incessant, the torment inside keeping her on the edge. Natalie’s breathing was haggard. She would bite her lip as the pleasure struck, then gasp quickly as it subsided once more. How much more could she take? Already it felt too much… too… too…
“Aghh… Jennnnnn!” Natalie screamed as finally her body gave in to the onslaught.
It hit her like a brick wall, pure ecstasy flooding her petite frame. Natalie went as stiff as a board, holding the position for a few seconds before falling limp into Jen’s arms. She lay there, panting hard, her chest rising and falling suggestively as she tried to recover from her climax.
Natalie never even noticed that the vibrator had been withdrawn, nor that the buzz had ceased. She never saw Jen lift it to her mouth and suck every drop of Natalie’s sweet love juice off the smooth toy. Natalie was totally consumed by her climax, her mind a muddled state of post-coital bliss.
Before long, Natalie was sleeping, still snuggled up in her lover’s arms.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
And so, the week continued, with a sort of predictability.
Jen still took her morning swim, before spending a couple of hours drying off in the sun. She would try to use the afternoon for her writing, but with Natalie around it was becoming more and more difficult, in the nicest possible way.
Natalie on the other hand… well, the idea of finding a job had been put on hold for a while. She was happy just lying there in the sun, usually with nothing on, working on her tan.
Oh, and yes, the two women spent most nights, and some days, making up for lost time.
With so much going on, time just flew by, and before they knew it Saturday had arrived and the barbecue next door.
“Sure you won’t come?” Jen asked. “Bev won’t mind at all. I can just say you are a friend staying over for a few weeks. They don’t need to know we’re lovers.”
Jen looked up from the breakfast table.
“You go, Jen,” she replied. “You know them, not me. I’ll just get in the way, and they’re bound to ask questions.”
“But what will you do?”
“Maybe go for a walk. You got any shops around here? I could do with getting a postcard or two to send back home. Then… well… the sun’s shining, so I guess I’ll take a dip.”
“It’s half an hour walk,” Jen responded.
“That’s fine. Point me in the right direction and I’ll find it. Oh, and don’t worry about a key. I can leave my stuff by the sun loungers and just change when I get back. You have a good time, Jen.”
That was one thing Jen hadn’t thought about. If Natalie was going to be staying, then Jen would need to get another key cut. She had a spare, for emergencies, but it would be better for Natalie to have her own. Jen added it to her latest list of things to do.
The barbecue was just what Jen expected it to be. Bev was so house proud. What’s more, she really enjoyed showing off her pride and joy. The barbecue… well, yes, it was a chance to show off their new patio. Jen didn’t mind. Bev and Dave had been so good to her since she first bought the house.
A couple of hours later, the other guests had disappeared, leaving just Jen and Bev sat out on wicker armchairs, each holding a glass of Pimm’s.
“You got company?” Bev asked, taking Jen a bit by surprise.
“Ermm… yes… Natalie’s an old university friend. We’re not disturbing you, are we?”
“No, no. I just saw her leaving your place this morning.”
“Yes. She’s headed off into town to buy some postcards. I do hope she doesn’t get lost.”
“She looks intelligent enough to me. It’s a straight road there, and a straight road back. What could go wrong?”
“Oh, you don’t know Natalie. Now, how about your Danny? I’ve not seen him for such a long time. How is he getting on at uni?”
“I dunno, Jen,” Bev replied.
“What’s wrong? Is his study not going so well?”
“No, that’s not it. He got a first this year. It’s just… well… he seems a bit distant.”
“Distant?”
“Yeah. Ever since coming home I can barely get Danny out of his bedroom. It started in the mornings, but more recently has been most of the day.”
“Have you asked him?”
“Yeah. He just says he’s busy… on his computer… with friends. But I am worried about him.”
“And in the evenings?”
“He seems fine. That’s the strange thing. During the day he’s so distant, then in the evening’s he’s just my Danny.”
“Then I’m sure he’s fine. Have you thought about getting him some work? Something to do instead of being on his computer all day?”
“That’s a great idea, Jen. Do you know anyone looking for somebody?”
“Errm… nope… but if I do hear, I’ll let you know. I guess I’d better be going now… see if Natalie made it back, or if I need to send out a search party. Thanks for the barbecue, Bev. I hope Danny is ok and I’ll let you know if I hear of anything for him.”
“Thanks, Jen. So good to see you. Let’s not leave it so long next time and do bring Natalie if she is still with you.”
Moments later, Jen was walking across her own patio, along the side of the pool. Natalie was already back, and as expected, she was lying naked on one of the loungers. That was no surprise, but what Jen saw next did make her wonder.
As if on impulse, Jen glanced over the fence at the house next door. It was only a shadow, a fleeting shadow at that, but Jen saw him. There, in an upstairs window–Jen assumed it was Danny’s bedroom–somebody was looking out.
Suddenly it all seemed to come together.
Danny spent his whole day in his bedroom, on his so-called computer. Natalie spent her whole day out here, and most of it with nothing on. So, was Danny really on his computer, or was he watching something, or somebody? The shadowy figure in the window, disappearing into the background the minute Jen looked up there, could only have been Danny. His mum was right about the watching, but it wasn’t his computer he had eyes on. It was Natalie. The young Danny was eyeing up Jen’s lover.
There was one thing though which didn’t make sense. When had Danny returned from uni? Jen thought back to her own student days. It had to have been four or five weeks back, yet Natalie had only been with Jen for about a week. It didn’t make sense. If Natalie had only been there for a few days, then what had Danny been doing in the weeks before her arrival. Surely, he hadn’t… hadn’t…
It was something else Bev had said which was the final piece of the jigsaw. ‘At first it was only mornings and now was most of the day,’ she had said. Damn, Jen thought to herself. He’d been watching her first, taking her morning swim. It was only later that Danny started watching both of them.
Should she tell Bev?
Should she tell Natalie? Her young lover was lying there on her front, stark naked.
“Natalie,” Jen whispered as she sat down on her own lounger. “Don’t move.”
“What’s wrong, Jen?” Natalie responded, glancing up at her lover.
“I… well… here, take this,” Jen continued, grabbing Natalie’s towel off the floor, and passing it to her.
“Why, Jen? Have I done something wrong? I thought you didn’t mind me being–”
“Topless? Naked?” Jen interrupted. “I don’t mind at all, and it seems the lad next door doesn’t either. He’s been watching you… I mean… us… from his bedroom window.”
“Are you sure, Jen? How do you know?”
“I was talking to Bev, and she mentioned how she was concerned about Danny.”
“Danny? Is that his name?”
“Well, it’s Daniel but I guess that’s not trendy enough for the young ones, so I’ve always known him as Danny.”
“Young? Is he just a kid?”
“Not really. Must be nineteen by now. Just finished his first year at uni and back home for the summer. Bev said he spent most of his time in his bedroom,” Jen continued.
“Well, who doesn’t? At that age I certainly did.”
“Yeah, but did you spend it standing in the window overlooking the neighbours pool? I saw him, Natalie. When I came back, I glanced up and he was there… watching.”
“How exciting!” Natalie responded, taking Jen by surprise.
“I mean it, Natalie. We need to do something about it. Should I report him to the police, or talk to Bev? I don’t want to upset her though, but she ought to know. What do you think, Natalie?”
“Didn’t you do the same when you were younger? You know… wasn’t there someone you just couldn’t keep your eyes off? I know I did. He was a teacher and I’d sit there staring at him, dreaming to myself what it would be like to–”
“Natalie!” Jen interrupted, amazed by the direction Natalie was heading. “What if I did? And what has it got to do with now?”
“Oh, Jen! You did, didn’t you? Who was he? And… did you?”
Jen blushed. Of course, she had. Didn’t everyone? It was just a teenage crush. Nothing ever happened. It was just harmless infatuation, wasn’t it?
“No… no… I didn’t do anything other than look. But what’s this got to do with anything?”
“Don’t you see it, Jen? It’s no different, other than this time Danny’s been found out. He’s only young, and probably feels he’s found his first true love, which isn’t surprising given how beautiful you are.”
“Natalie, stop it!” Jen responded, blushing again.
Jen was embarrassed at the idea of being somebody’s idol of desire, even if it was only the young lad from next door, but Natalie did have a point. It really was no different to Jen’s own teenage crush. He worked in the local record shop, and Jen must have spent an unhealthy amount of time simply browsing what was available, with no intention other than catch a glimpse at the long-haired sales assistant. One day she nearly died when he came over and asked if there was anything he could help her with. She was only a teenager, just starting to think about boys, and he… well, he must have been ten years older, at least. Wasn’t that just the same as Danny?
“By the way,” Natalie picked up in a different way, “is he attractive?”
“What’s that got to do with anything?”
“Well, is he?” Natalie asked.
“If you really wanna know. The last time I saw him he was a six-foot lanky youth… good looker if you asked me… but really needed to fill out a bit. Oh, and he was too shy by half. I never heard him talk about others… in fact I never really heard him talk, other than to answer questions. That’d be a year and a half back, but I guess he hasn’t changed that much.”
“Perfect.”
“Perfect?” questioned Jen, not sure where Natalie was going.
“Look. I told you I had an idea. He’s only doing what we did at his age, and what would have been the worst thing back then?”
Jen thought about it for a moment. The answer was obvious. She had fantasised over the guy in the record shop, but she wouldn’t have known what to do if he came on strong. In fact, she would have run a mile.
“You mean… we should… confront him… tell him we know?” Jen asked.
“Well, not quite in those words, but I reckon we should play him at his own game. If he likes getting off on watching us, then let’s give him something to watch.”
“What?”
“You heard. Ever been skinny-dipping, Jen?” Natalie asked, that cheeky smile back on her face.
“But how’s that going to help? Won’t it just encourage him more?” came a confused Jen’s reply.
“That’s the point. He’s getting his kicks from watching us but isn’t looking for anything more. That’s where we get our own back on him. Invite him round… just Danny.”
“But how?”
“You’ll find something. He could help with a few things around the place. Those flower beds look like they could do with a tidy up.”
“Well, Bev was thinking about getting him some work. But are you sure about this?”
“Never been surer. We’ll get him around here, and then politely drop it in the conversation that we know what he has been up to. If he’s like you say, then he’ll be so embarrassed that you’ll never see him watching again. I bet he’s never even been with another woman.”
“And if he’s not?”
“Well… I guess that’s where we can have a little fun. What do you say, Jen? Race you into the pool?”
‘Oh shit!’ Jen thought to herself as she watched her lover jump up from her lounger. How did she get herself drawn into such things?
It was an unfair race. Natalie was naked to start with, and already bounding off towards the pool, her large breasts bouncing sumptuously with every step. Jen couldn’t help but glance up at the window. As expected, Danny was watching, peering out from behind the curtains.
‘Well… in for a penny, in for a pound,’ Jen thought to herself as she pulled her tee-shirt up and over her head, then removed her shorts. Jen stood there in matching light blue panties and bra. She swallowed hard, then turned to face the house next door, looking up towards his window as she removed her underwear. As if for emphasis, Jen felt at her own breasts, bouncing the full mounds in her hands, before chasing off after Natalie.
It was already too late. As Jen took her first step towards the pool, Natalie was already jumping into the cool water, water splashing up over the side. Moments later Jen leaped off the side, gracefully diving in. Natalie was already at the other end of the pool, but Jen had decided she had done enough chasing for one day. She rolled onto her back, took a deep breath, and floated.
There was something so tranquil in simply lying there. Jen bobbed with the gentle waves as the water settled back down after the two women had jumped in. She was half in and half out of the water, her full mounds floating suggestively on the surface. With her ears under the water, the hubbub of the day had suddenly gone. Jen had no idea where Natalie was. She assumed her lover was still standing at the other end of the pool.
Natalie wasn’t. As she watched Jen started to float, Natalie pushed off the side and swam under the water. She could sense the shadow of her lover above and followed Jen’s body all the way down from head to toe.
“Ughh,” Jen screeched as she felt her ankles being tugged down.
It had taken her by surprise and in an instant Jen’s buoyancy had gone. She found herself dragged down under the surface, emerging seconds later staring right at a laughing Natalie.
“Got ya!” Natalie teased, splashing water at her lover.
“Not fair,” Jen replied.
“So, what you gonna do about it?”
Before Jen could react, Natalie had already pushed another wave of water playfully into her lover’s face. Jen cleared her eyes, but when she looked again, Natalie was nowhere to be seen. A tap on Jen’s shoulder told her where Natalie was. Jen spun around, intent on getting her own back, but once more Natalie had shot off, this time back towards the end of the pool where they had jumped in from. In no time at all, Natalie had pulled herself up on the side and was sitting there with her legs dangling in the pool. She started splashing wildly as Jen swam towards her, but not enough to repel the approach of her lover.
“Is he watching?” Natalie whispered, her back towards the bedroom window.
Jen glanced quickly up.
“Yes.”
“Then eat me out,” Natalie replied, spreading her legs, and flashing her shaven snatch towards Jen.
“What?”
“Go on. You know you want to, and you know how much I can’t help myself when you go down on me.”
“But Natalie!”
Natalie wasn’t listening. In a reverse breaststroke style, she wrapped her legs around Jen’s standing body and pulled her in close. When Natalie had said to put on a show, she wasn’t joking about it.
“Do it, Jen. Let’s show young Danny just what real love is. I’m waiting.”
As she spoke, Natalie eased herself a little further back onto the hard patio. She was now dangling her legs over the edge from mid-thigh. Jen blew her lover a kiss, then started to lie backwards, all the way until she felt the warm stone against her petite frame. Slowly, right in front of Jen’s eyes, Natalie brought her legs up, spreading them before placing her feet on the pool edge. Jen’s ass was mere inches from the water’s edge, her pussy easily reachable from within the pool.
Jen still had her doubts, but she trusted her friend, and… ‘oh god,’ Jen thought to herself as she stared down at Natalie’s bare snatch. Any other time, Jen would have been only too eager to go down on her lover, to taste those sweet juices, to push Natalie all the way over the edge. But with an audience?
It was Natalie’s time to glance up at the window. For the first time, she saw the shadowy figure watching down at them. Natalie smiled. He wasn’t the scrawny lad that Jen had suggested, but quite a manly young person. Natalie took hold of her full breasts and squeezed them in together, creating the most wondrously deep cleavage before letting them fall back. The soft mounds wobbled slightly before coming to rest. Natalie was all for repeating the same when…
“Mmmm, Jennnn!” Natalie moaned as she felt her lover go down on her.
Having started, there was no stopping Jen. She stood there at the side of the pool, her arms looped around Natalie’s outstretched legs, her face planted firmly against her lover’s bare snatch. At first, she was toying with Natalie’s labia, sucking them one by one into her mouth, easing them apart, before dipping just inside. Inside, Jen was smiling to herself as caught her first taste of sweet love juices. Once tasted though, Jen just had to have more, and before long she was lapping at Natalie’s pussy, running her tongue from opening to clit and back again.
Natalie was already moaning hard, trying as best she could not to make too much noise, but failing. She had her eyes closed, the lack of sight intensifying the feelings in her loins. Natalie started to play with her own nipples as Jen teased her tender clit. She really couldn’t help herself when Jen went down on her, she loved it so much.
“Aghh,” Natalie gasped as, for the first time, she felt Jen push her tongue up inside. “Yesss, Jen, yesss…” she called out, encouraging her lover to work her pussy.
Jen didn’t need any such encouragement. She was already intent on eating her lover out. Jen alternated between quick flicks of her tongue in and out of Natalie’s opening, and longer forced penetrations. The moans from below were intensifying, and as they did, Jen stepped up her torment.
Jen pulled up slightly, targeting Natalie’s swollen clit with her tongue. She loved to play with Natalie’s clit, feeling how it grew the more her lover became aroused. Jen’s own clit was a tiny sensitive nub, hidden from sight, but Natalie’s peeked out temptingly from under its hood, and when it did, Jen couldn’t help but…
“Aghh,” Natalie squealed as she felt Jen clamp her lips down around her clit and suck hard on the sensitive nub, drawing out the first ripple of climax from the young woman. A second time had the same effect, and then Jen switched back to Natalie’s pussy.
Jen was a woman possessed as she tongue-fucked her young lover. Deep and fast, she pushed her tongue as far inside as she could. As Natalie’s moans increased, so did Jen’s efforts. Jen brought one hand around, easing her finger down over Natalie’s apex until she felt the hard nub of a clit. Jen was now working both clit and pussy together, feeling how her lover stiffened from time to time as ripples of pleasure shot out from within.
What happened next took Jen by surprise. She was expecting the moans. She was expecting the quivers as her lover came, but she never expected the hands on the back of her head pulling her ever closer into Natalie’s sodden sex. Jen was struggling to breathe, her nose now deep into Natalie’s soft folds. Still though she worked her tongue in and out of the young woman’s pussy. Still though she rubbed furiously over Natalie’s sensitive clit.
Natalie stiffened, her grip on Jen’s head increasing. She was moaning loud now, not that Jen could hear so well. Jen was starting to thrash her head a little, gasping for any air she could get, but all that did was drive Natalie further towards the edge.
Higher and higher, Natalie climbed. She was clenching her lip between her teeth, holding her breath to stay off the inevitable. It was futile, but still Natalie tried. Wave after wave ebbed and flowed, each a little stronger than the last, each threatening to be the big one.
“Aghh,” Natalie moaned, her back arching as she felt it hit.
As she came, Natalie released her grip on Jen’s head. Jen pulled back a little, gasped for air, then went back to a gentle lapping motion at her lover’s now sodden sex, using her tongue to tease both clit and opening. Natalie was purring with pleasure, her eyes still closed, her face a picture of post-orgasmic bliss.
“Thank you, Jen,” Natalie whispered as she finally came down from her high.
As Natalie sat back up, she caught a glance at the young lad’s window. He was still there, still watching. Slowly, stiff from the combination of hard patio and intense climax, Natalie sank back into the water.
“Your turn next,” she whispered to Jen.
Jen was still contemplating what Natalie had just said, and whether she was indeed also meant to climb out onto the side and be eaten out, when Natalie clarified.
“To give Bev a call and suggest Danny comes around. I’m sure you know what to say.”
With that, the two women kissed. There was a final glance up at the bedroom window as they climbed out of the pool, but Danny had gone.
The next morning, Jen made that call. She explained to Bev how she could do with a bit of help around the house, some gardening, some general DIY, and whether Danny would like to earn a little by lending a hand. Bev was all for it and ended the call saying she would have a word with him.
Bev phoned back a few hours later. It was arranged. Danny would be around on Tuesday, happy to do whatever he could. In fact, Bev was amazed quite how eager Danny was, but at least it got him away from the computer for a while. Surely a bit of sunlight was healthier for him than being cooped up in his bedroom.
Tuesday arrived, and with it, a knock at the door. It was Danny.
Jen was ready well in advance of his arrival. The intention was to grab his attention, to come on strong, and to have the young lad running a mile. The only question was what to wear. It was Natalie who made the decision for her, choosing the shortest skirt out of Jen’s wardrobe, and a tight clinging stretch top. When Jen protested that her bra would be visible under the top, Natalie’s answer was obvious.
Jen smiled at the young lad as he stood there in the doorway. If she was nervous–Jen was already self-conscious that without a bra, her nipples were starting to firm up against the fabric of the clinging top–then Danny seemed more so. He just stood there, in the doorway, unable to say anything.
“Danny?” Jen asked.
“Yeah,” came a simple reply.
“Are you okay, Danny?” Jen asked, noticing how his gaze seemed to be fixed on her tight top.
“Errr… yeah… sorry, Mrs White. Mum said you might have a few things for me to do.”
“Yes, Danny. But please call me Jen. Mrs White… well it sounds so formal, and actually I’m not married.”
“Yeah… sorry… Jen. What would you like me to do?”
“Well, come inside would be a good start,” Jen replied, smiling at the young lad.
Danny walked inside, and Jen closed the door behind him. As Danny squeezed past her and into the house, careful not to make any unnecessary body contact, Jen smiled to herself. For such a strapping young lad–Danny was nothing like the lanky youth from the last time Jen had seen him–he was nervous as hell. Jen thought back to her time in the record shop. She had felt the same. Maybe, just maybe, the plan would work.
“You’ve got green fingers?” Jen commented.
Danny at once glanced down at his hands, and Jen burst into laughter.
“No… no… I meant are you any good at gardening? There’s a few beds that could do with a tidy up. Shouldn’t be too much. Come Danny, let me show you?”
From the upstairs balcony, Natalie sat and watched as first Jen, then Danny, walked out across the patio towards the flower borders. Danny was all eyes, his gaze fixed on Jen’s short skirt as she walked on in front. Jen finally stopped by the flower bed. She bent over at the waist to point out what were plants and what were weeds, but all Danny really saw was the way the short skirt ran up at the back, almost revealing her cute ass and panties.
“Come closer, Danny,” came Jen’s soft words as finally she crouched down. “I don’t bite.”
Danny joined Jen, crouching down at the side of her, this time paying more attention to the gardening lesson.
“Happy?” Jen asked, spinning around on her ankles in an attempt to get up again.
Intentionally or not, Jen found herself falling backwards. She landed, unceremoniously but not heavily, on her backside. For the first time, Danny smiled. Immediately, he stood up and held out a hand to help Jen back up, which Jen gracefully accepted. There was no way to be ladylike, not in a skirt as short as that one. Already she was flashing those black panties at Danny, so the quicker she pulled herself up the better.
It was only then that Jen realised just how much Danny had toned up. In one pull, he had Jen back on her feet. In fact, the pull was so strong that she found herself tumbling into his arms, her soft bust pressing up against his manly chest.
“I’m sorry, Danny,” Jen apologised, at once pulling back from the young lad.
“That’s okay, Mrs… I mean… Jen. You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”
“No… no… just my pride,” came Jen’s reply. “Now, can I leave you to it for a while? I need to get on with a few things in the house, but I’ll come out later with some drinks and we can have a chat. I’m sure there’s lots we can talk about.”
“Yeah… sure… leave it with me,” Danny replied, a smile on his face as he looked towards Jen.
Jen may not have been entirely comfortable with being the flirtatious tease, and in fact she had given him more to look at than she had ever intended, but at least the job was done. Danny was already working his way around the flower beds, and Jen had the perfect excuse for sitting him down for that more delicate conversation.
Jen left Danny to his work, and headed inside, going straight upstairs to the balcony. Natalie was all smiles when Jen arrived.
“I saw that!” Natalie called out, careful to keep her voice low enough that it would not be overheard from the garden.
“Saw what?” Jen retorted.
“Everything. The way you wiggled your cute ass at him… the way you fell over and flashed your panties at him… the way you landed in his arms when he pulled you up. Anyone would think you had a thing going for the young lad.”
“I never!” Jen exclaimed, knowing that her lover was only teasing, but still wanting to show her discontent at the insinuation.
“Awww… did I upset my little lover? I didn’t mean to. You’ve gotta believe me… but he has got a… well… it’s one hell of a cute ass, don’t you think?”
“Natalie!” Jen responded, her outburst causing Danny to turn and look towards the house.
“Shhh,” Natalie whispered, “lover boy will hear you… and… he’s not exactly the lanky youth you told me he was.”
“That’s enough, Natalie. He’s grown up a bit, I’ll give him that… but I’ll also give him a couple of hours, let him earn his keep, then I’ll have that little chat. I think you’re right Natalie, that he’ll run a mile.”
It was true though. Danny had grown up a lot from the last time Jen had seen him. He had filled out, toned up even, and was quite attractive in his own way. If Danny could master the confidence piece, then he’d be a right catch.
As for Natalie… well, some things never changed, and that was what attracted Jen to her young lover. It was the way Natalie did things, the exuberance, the directness, the not knowing whether she meant what she said, and the excitement of finding out, which appealed to Jen.
Jen was already thinking about the next step, and what she was going to say to the young lad. He was so cute, she barely wanted to upset Danny, but it had to be done. They could hardly have Danny spend the rest of his holidays spying on them from his bedroom window, could they?
Natalie was thinking the same. It had to be done, but in her mind she did also wonder. What would they do with Danny if he didn’t turn and flee?
It could be fun finding out.