hot tub sally (part 2)

as i write and review the story, it doesn't read to me as nearly the fun or the good time that it was in real life. i think i wll need to refine recounting story at a future date. i hope this telling lives up to expectation at least partially...

[later edit: it occurs to me that i have no idea how to write this so that it doesn't sound like a penthouse letter...

dear penthouse, i'm just an average guy and i never believed anything like this would ever happen to me.

one day i was attending a hot tub party (hosted by my exhibitionist friend L, a slim redhead who orders most of her her clothes from Victoria's Secret), with my girlfriend, a slim hot blond, where we met sally, a curvaceous dark haired woman with 44 DD breasts...]

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we were drinking scotch as our BYOB (12 year glenfiddich). Smitten had been not feeling very well and had some digestive difficulties the previous week. her doctor said it was likely some kind of intestinal infection. she had been on medication, but didn't want to have any kind of mix - mix and soft drinks are often a source of discomfort for her.

i was trying the jello shooters because they were offered. i'd never had jello shooters before. a friend of L's had made a massive tray of them and dropped them off at the party (the friend wasn't able to stay for the party but made the shooters as a gift)

Jello Shooters

back to the hot tub:

i was quickly told by L that how you do jello shooters indicates your prowess or ability with your tongue - how much jello is left at the bottom - or not left in the little plastic cups.

there was much generalised hooting and hollering by those in the tub and the folks who were gathered just around talking/interacting as each person proceeded to do their shooters. everyone hammed it up appropriately.

my shooter cups had no jello left. i was plied with several to see if i would miss any. i didn't.

i guess you had to be there, but it was a moment of substantial hilarity and even of a little embarrassment for Smitten as the other women razzed her about my tongue action... L said she was going to never let me live it down at the lunch table. i asked what there would be to live down and suggested that such reports would only do good things for me and my reputation.

anyway, many jello shooters later

several more scotches later

one of the guys brings a joint over to the hot tub. we smoked that.

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sally was at least one sheet to the wind before we even got in the tub.

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my friend L is more than a little bit of an exhibitionist - she also can't stand being in a wet bathing suit. she is slim and looks good in a bathing suit. that added together meant that she changed her suit 5 or 6 times during the evening. all her suits are from victoria's secret. she would model each one for all watchers as she entered and sat in the tub.

sally is a vivacious curvaceous woman in her early fifties who was feeling the joie de vivre at that point, let me tell you... she was highly interested in me from the moment i walked up to the hot tub. i later found out she has a thing for shaved head hairy guys - or at least so she said - at least so she subsequently demonstrated...

(remember - my comments now are also with the benefit of hindsight)

she also has a thing for slim women - like L - like Smitten - it would seem...

she was touching me and displaying for me from the moment we got in. she spent a lot of time talking to smitten with as much body contact as she could muster. it was certainly at the edge of just normal fun and ribald interaction, but was within bounds of someone who was a little bit gunned up and feeling frisky

she was all over the earth mother/earth sisters thing with smitten. that's a little more new age/eastern philosophy than i have migrated to - but it's their thing. smitten was enjoying the attention and the teasing about Smitten's and my sexual interaction.

i was enjoying the attention and the ribald environment as well.

we were drinking more scotch, more jello shooters, and smoking more dope...

L and most of the others eventually left the tub

hot tub sally began to show us her butt cheek tattoos. she also began to have little side conversations with a lot of body contact with smitten. sally began to discuss her own 44D breasts and show them (still barely contained in her swimsuit) to us

there were 4 people in the tub - the 3 of us and a guy with whom she had slept on a number of occasions (we were informed).

sally kept doing sister embrace things with smitten. i have teased smitten about the whole encounter, but have yet to inquire as to whether she knew what was going down by that point. smitten was pretty hammered.

i suspect smitten was fully aware, because smitten made reference to her only almost girl-girl/bi moment (which was also in a hot-tub... some 22 years ago). i think that after the fact, smitten may have been a little embarrassed and may be conveniently not "getting" it for face reasons

anyway, the other guy was right into watching the two women interact. i certainly didn't have a problem with it - i don't know how i feel about it going anywhere else - but certainly any contact between the two women in the context of a public hot-tub would likely be fine.

i have been naked in a group in a hot tub before (before i was married) and this was less risque than that ( nude beaches, skinny dipping, various situations of group nudity - no group sex - no threesomes) [for some reason the auto spell checker in firefox knows the word "threesomes" but doesn't know the word risque... hmmmmmm - modern times]

conversation and contact went on for awhile. sally was starting to grope more heavily on me - and i assume on smitten. when she began going for the business i began to get concerned - it's not like i could call a time-out and discuss the situation with smitten, and smitten has previously spoken in strong terms about exclusivity. i did not want some harmless fun to get out of hand.

sally got in real close with smitten and said something to her. i believe it was a proposition, but we have not discussed it yet (smitten has expressed to me how she feels like she lets go of propriety around me sometimes and i do not want to make her feel uncomfortable as she explores herself and her sexuality [she feels a level of historical reserve about sexuality but has been more free with me] - more on this another day)

sally moved away from smitten and came closer to me. smitten was looking a little dazed - she says that is the moment she realised just how fucked up she was from all the alcohol and pot. i leaned forward to take smitten's hand - i thought that she was about to get upset with sally. smitten stood up. sally decided at about that moment to stick her hand down the back of my swim trunks (lycra swim trunks).

i was pretty unsure how to handle the situation. it was when sally's fingers hit my asshole that i knew hot tub time was done. i stood up with smitten - was unsure if my trunks were coming down with sally's hand in them, but i assumed she would take it out.

we left the tub. sally said "you don't have to go, there's still plenty of fun in the hot tub"

we went upstairs to get dressed.

we left fairly shortly after that as we were both tired.

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another tidbit

i went inside the house to get smitten more scotch. T and a bunch of the guys were standing in the kitchen. T bellows at me in his gruff way. "[Cadbury]!!! if you don't marry that woman the first chance you get... well, i don't know what's wrong with you." the 4 other guys all made similar exclamatory remarks.

i told them i thought she is a keeper

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that's the story