In the kitchen

"Gloria and I can go get the rest of the stuff ready," Phil volunteered. "Why don't you and the kids have fun while we finish prepping lunch." Jay looked like he was going to protest, and Claire looked the same, but Phil knew there was no way for them to protest without giving their secret away. Finally he nodded, and Phil walked over to the steps where Gloria was already waiting.

"Are you sure you want to help?" she asked, getting out of the pool and wrapping a towel around her waist.

"Sure I'll help," Phil replied, using his own towel to clear the majority of water off him. "I can imagine that being stuck in the kitchen by yourself can get old, quick."

Jay and Claire looked at each other as the two went inside, neither daring to say anything, but both of them knowing what was going to happen.

Phil and Gloria did get the rest of lunch ready, Phil looking over at Gloria with every chance he got. He had always lusted after the woman, admiring her perfect body. Then, with the table set, Gloria crossed the kitchen to the sink, leaning over to open the window. Phil seized the opportunity, crossing the kitchen behind her, arms outstretched as he stepped behind her.

She was just about to open the window when Phil's hands snaked around her, gripping her breasts, his suit covered cock pressing against the towel she wore over her ass. "Pheel, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I thought we could get to know each other a bit better," he said, grinding his cock against her, his hands squeezing her breasts.