..A hot tub, a hot grill, and some hot bodies

My wife and I ventured through the recently stacked boxes added to our new home's attic to take a peek at the neighborhood barbeque our new neighbors, Tom and Jeri, had invited us to attend. The wife was feeling insecure about looking out of place at the party, so I tried to alay her fears by offering a sneak preview out of the high dormer window.

Finally making it to the small double hung window, we both peered over the high redwood fence of our neighbors and into their backyard.

"Quite the setup!" I replied quietly into the ear of my wife as I hovered behind her small frame and peered over her shoulder. They didn't have an inground pool like we did, but a large deck of pressure-treated wood extended over half the grassy area. Benches and lightboxes were built into the deck's perimeter, and there was still room for a couple of sun-umbrellaed tables as well.

I found Tom tending to a state of the art gas/charcoal grille, a portable sink utility area alongside. The real attention-getter, though, was the presently vacant hot tub/jacuzzi. The churning water glistened blue below the froth from my vantage point and it looked like the built-in seats could fit twelve comfortably. I then spied Jeri nearby, talking to a woman I didn't recognise. They were leaning on a small bar setup by the indeck jacuzzi. I was just waiting for my wife to comment after Jeri turned our way.

"I guess it's a 'clothing optional' party, Steve," she wryly commented as we both took in the string bikini top that struggled to contain the statuesque blonde's humongous boobs. Only a gauzy wrap covered what looked to be a matching thong swimsuit bottom on the 5 foot 10 inch beauty.

"Oh honey," I started, rubbing her shoulders through the thin oversized tee shirt that actually belonged to me. "It IS basically a summer pool party, what did you expect?" I asked. I hoped her resentment over Jeri's big boobs hadn't resurfaced. Lisa had seemed so much more at ease over the last few hours.

"Some decency," she replied, looking over her shoulder to me, a little smile set upon her bow-shaped lips. "Here," she said, shoving a pair of binoculars at me that she had pulled out of a nearby box marked 'Sports Stuff'. "Don't want you to strain your eyes."

Seeing the gleam in her own, I decided to take her up on her offer. I put the viewfinder to my eyes and focused, surveying the early-arriving guests more closely. Seeing Tom turn away from me as he worked on the evening meal, I remarked, "Y'know, honey, Tom isn't wearing much more."

I felt the binocular's strap practically choke me as Lisa pulled the glasses from my hands. I tried to hide a smirk as she found the neighbor.

"Very funny!" she replied as she took in the beefy blond, attired behind his chef's apron in an abbreviated tank top and workout trunks. "He does have a nice butt, though."

"What were you expecting to find?" I asked in response to her eager voyeurism. "A thong?"answering my question with a question, punctuating it by goosing her own tight little butt.

"A girl can hope!" she replied, a sense of fun in her voice as she kept the field glasses tight to her eyes and scanned the yard further.

"Oh.. my... God.." I heard her quietly exclaim as she seemed to lock in on something new. "That can't be their daughter, can it? They can't possibly be old enough to have one that..mature."

I looked over her shoulder to see to whom she might be referring. I swallowed hard when I saw Jeri talking to a petite brunette with sunbleached streaks in her long thick hair. It was April, the papergirl. She was listening to Jeri, nodding, that wide smile with those deep dimples causing me to get hard again, despite my best intentions.

"By 'mature', I assume you mean 'stacked'?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Even in the rather demure white tee shirt, with 'Lifeguard' stenciled over a large red cross, it would have been difficult not to notice the twin pillows of girlflesh April sported below the loose cloth. "Actually, that's our newscarrier, honey," I said, pushing closer against Lisa from behind, as if I noticed April for the first time as I looked over her shoulder.

"Hmm.." she said as she set the binoculars down on the sill of the small window we were watching from. "I don't remember you mentioning our carrier's femininity, much less that she was so blessed."

"Oh, is she? I guess I hadn't noticed," I white-lied, reaching around to fondle the perky handfuls of my wife's breasts. I could feel she was excited. Her little nipples thrust out from the circles of her aureoles.

Lisa gave me a playful nudge in the right side ribs with her elbow.

"Yeah? Well, somebody's noticed, 'cause he's poking me in the ass," she purred.

'Betrayed again,' I thought to myself as I looked down to the erection that had worked it's way out of the fly of my loose-fitting shorts and under the hem of the tee she wore.

"Can't help it," I growled into her ear as I continued to grope her through the thin white cotton. "Peeking on the neighbors with you has turned me on so much."

"Yeah," she said, amused. "And the ta-tas below us had nothing to do with it."

I smiled as I felt her reach between her splayed legs and underhand my cockstalk, guiding it into the wet sluice of her cuntlips. I bit at her ear, hoping to make her forget about Jeri and April as I slowly fed my meatpole into her, feeling her still-tight pussy squeeze around my burrowing cock.

Perspiration beaded on our barely clad bodies as we rutted together in the close confines of our new home's attic.

"Mmmnn.." my wife moaned, "is it hot in here or is it just me?" She tossed her head back, juicing my cock as her pussy wrung it tight.

"It's you, Lise," I encouraged, building to a climax inside her. I helped lift the big tee up her lithe body and over her head.

The oppressive attic heat must have still been getting to my now-nude wife. I saw her hands lift from the windowsill she leaned against and grab the frame's lip.

"No, honey! Someone might hear!" I tried to tell her as she threw up the bottom half of the window.

Too late. It swung up easily, hitting the top with a 'thump'.

"Sorry Steve!" she whispered back in apology.

It was too late for me too. The thrill of discovery had caused me to jet my seed deep inside her womb, filling her full, so much so a little leaked back out the tight seal holding us together.

Still in the afterglow of climax, we looked around the neighbor's yard as one, hoping no one had noticed. Tom, Jeri, April, all seemed to be going about their business. We let out a simultaneous sigh of relief. Then we saw someone on the portion of the deck nearest us. It was the brunette Jeri had been talking to earlier. She just stared up at us, a sly smile on her face as she sipped at her lime-colored beverage through a long straw.

We both pulled back from the window. I looked at Lisa and offered my shaken wife a smile. "I guess we're not the only ones that got an eyeful!"