Dinner Guest

Robin thought abot returning to the two workers waiting by the pool, but she wanted to keep this dinner appointment. She picked up the phone and rang the pool deck. Carl answered.

"Carl," Robin explained, "I have to leave. Would you both come back for some more work tomorrow about 10?"

Robin then showered and dressed. She put on a white halter, a short, red skirt, and sandles. She figured that a bra and panties would only get in the way, so she didn't bother with them. She was just finishing when Maria returned with the boys. Robin spend a little time playing with her sons while Maria fixed them dinner. As the boys and the nanny sat down to eat, Robin told the young woman that she was going to visit friends and that she wouldn't be back until late. She mentioned that she might even spend the night.

At five to seven Robin pulled up in front of Paul's elegant home. Heather, Paul's wife, answered the door and greeted Robin. Heather was Paul's "trophy wife," a 23 year old former intern in Paul's office, who replaced his first wife. Heather was a long-legged blonde with large, firm tits. The sheer, white dress she worn showed off her form and her tan.

"Robin!" Heather smiled, "I'm so glad you decide to join Paul and me for dinner. We've got something really special planned."

Robin followed the young bride through the house out onto the enclosed deck. Paul, wearing a light terrycloth robe, sat nursing a drink. He stood when Robin and his wife came onto the deck.

"Right on time. Very good." Paul embraced his wife and gave her a long, hard kiss. Then, in a flash, he ripped her dress from her body in one powerful tug. He lifted Heather up onto the table and turned to a shocked Robin.

"Heather's pussy is the first course tonight. Eat her!"