Just a little bit.

"Thank you for telling me, Keith, let me fix that," Anjali said. She turned toward the wall, leaning on one hand, and bent over to adjust the bottoms of her aqua swimsuit. In order to untwist it, she pulled it down nearly to her knees. She struggled with it for a moment, and Keith couldn't help but gaze at Anjali's soft brown buttocks and her plump pussy lips quivering with her motions.

"Do you need some help..." Keith started. The tall black man bent forward. The scent of Anjali's pussy drifted up to his nose, delicate but definitely aroused. His penis swelled.

Anjali unrolled the waist and tugged the suit back up. "The suit does not quite fit any more, I am afraid." she said. The petite pregnant Indian woman turned to face Keith. "Ah ha ha!" she said. Her brown eyes flashed. "Your suit does not quite fit any more either, I see. May I adjust it for you?" she asked, a teasing lilt in her voice.

"Uh..." Keith said. The erection he got from Anjali's teasing was uncomfortably bent inside his tight trunks.

"Ah, it will be no problem," she said. Anjali reached out and lowered his racing suit. His bent penis sprang forward. "Oh my goodness!" she said. "It is true what you said why your wife married you!" She curled her fingers under Keith's cock head and stroked gently up and down. His cock swelled at her touch and wept a drop of clear fluid.

Keith sighed in pleasure, but he put a hand on her shoulder. "Anjali," he said. "I like what you're doing, but this boner has my wife's name on it. We had to roll out of bed to rescue you right when we were about to get off. I gotta save myself for Ginny." He pushed gently to encourage her to let go.

Anjali smiled. "What a gentleman you are," she said. She gave his cock a gentle squeeze and released it. "I will be polite and not mention that your cock was not bursting out of your swim suit when Ginny was in the room." She tilted her head. "Let me make you a bet," she said. "I bet my husband and your wife will be touching each other when we get out to your tub."

Keith raised his eyebrows.

"No, I am sure!" she nodded her head fiercely. "We can see them from the bathroom window when they cannot see us," she said. "If they are nude, we shall come out nude. If she is touching Sanjay's cock, we will come out with me holding your cock."

"And if they're just talking?"

"Then I promise you that I will be a good girl tonight. No more teasing. Unless they are talking about sex of course."

Keith laughed. "Done," he said on a whim, accepting her bet.

They entered the bathroom and stood side by side at the window. Keith cracked it open enough for a cold draft to enter the room, just enough to hear the sounds of the hot tub. Ginny and Sanjay were out there.