This is gonna be fun.

A few weeks pass, and you have your daily fun with Gemma under your home office desk. You look for any opportunity to fool around with Gemma, but with your wife at home most days, it's difficult to get much done. Soon the weather improves, and for the first time in months, you have a hot sunny day. You, Rebecca, and Gemma decide to have a swim in your pool out the back in the afternoon. The afternoon sun glints off the surface of the pool, casting shimmering patterns on the tiles below. Rebecca is lounging on a poolside chair, her sunglasses perched on her nose, a magazine open in her lap. Gemma floats on her back, her tiny bikini clinging to her curves, her dark hair fanning out around her like a halo.

You rest your forearms on the edge of the pool, your swim trunks already loosened, your cock free and hard. Rebecca hums along to the music coming out of the outdoor speaker next to her. Gemma looks at you, and you nod just as Rebecca turns another page of her magazine. It's difficult to tell where she's looking from behind the dark tint of her sunglasses, but as far as you can tell, her eyes are locked onto the magazine. Gemma takes a deep breath and sinks beneath the surface, her body disappearing into the cool blue.

She swims underneath you and positions herself between you and the wall of the pool, her back pressed up against it. You look down beneath the surface of the water at her. She returns your gaze, bubbles escaping her lips as she exhales, her eyes locked onto yours with a mix of submission and hunger. You guide her head toward your cock, your fingers pressing against the back of her skull as she parts her lips. She takes you deep, her throat opening for you as she swallows you whole. Her nose presses against your skin, her hands gripping your thighs to pull you closer. The water distorts everything, her moans, the sound of her gagging,

You hear Rebecca's chair creak as she gets to her feet and walks over to the pool. You tense up, but there's nothing you can do now.