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"Have a swim?" Shein invited cordially.
"No, I . . ."
"A swim will definitely improve your outlook," he told her easily. Judy sighed. She didn't want to. Lord,
how she didn't want to. She didn't want to take the time, and she didn't want to feel like she was being
used by the whole damn world. But now, more than ever, she had no choice.
The fact that Paula Shein rolled over and sat up as Judy began undressing made it all the harder.
Undressing for Steven Shein that first time, or rather being undressed by him, had been bad enough.
Something about having husband and wife, both of whom had "had" her, both watching, made it pure
agony for Judy to bare herself in front of them. She felt sick, miserable and ashamed as she stripped her
slender body and exposed it to the harsh sunlight.
Paula Shein's eyes were unreadable behind her dark glasses. There was a faint smile on her elegant lips.
Her streaked hair was casually loose, down over her tan shoulders. She had turned over and looked
totally relaxed. Her nipples were flat, her feet spread slightly so her pussy was exposed to the bright sun.
"A swim," Steven Shein said firmly.
Dutifully, Judy followed him across the deck and into the cool blue water. She swam with him to the end
of the pool, then clung to the edge when he stopped and turned to face her.
"Well?" he asked.
Judy took a deep breath, feeling the cool water caress her sharp nipples and her hot pussy. She was
agonizingly aware Paula Shein was watching them from the other end of the pool.
"I want to get the closing date moved to this Friday," Judy blurted out.
"And?"
Judy shook her head in frustration. She knew he was purposely being difficult. "Will you agree to having
the closing this Friday?" she asked.
Shein shrugged. "It's all right with me."
Judy felt a surge of relief. So simple!
"But you'll have to talk to Paula, too," Shein continued, nodding in his wife's direction.
"Doesn't she want to get moved?"
Shein ducked under the water. When he emerged, his face was sparkling wet. When he smiled his teeth
looked very sharp and white against his tanned face. "Why don't we go talk with her and see?" he
suggested quietly.
Judy was at a loss. She was being manipulated, and she knew it. But where was it leading? Steven Shein
matched her stroke for stroke as she swam to the shallow end. When she stood up in the waist-deep
water, she knew, in spite of the dark glasses, that Paula Shein's eyes were focused on her.
Steven was at her side as she slogged up the steps. Out of the corner of her eye she saw his cock
bobbing along ahead of him like a blunt lance. He had a titanic erection. Why?
"Judy - ah, Mrs. Penncroft, wants to get the closing date moved up," Steven Shein informed his wife. "I
told her she would have to discuss the matter with you."
Judy didn't miss the emphasis on the word "discuss" and neither did Paula Shein. The elegant woman's
smile broadened. Her mouth opened slightly and there was a flash of white teeth as she licked her lips
meaningfully.
"I see," Paula Shein said softly.
"Mrs. Shein, I . . ."
"Please, call me Paula."
Judy nodded and opened her mouth to start again. "I am open to discussion," Paula Shein added. The
statuesque woman spread her legs, wider and wider. The long, graceful fingers of one hand combed
through her lush pubic bush.
Judy suddenly caught on to what the Sheins were leading up to. She darted a quick glance at Steven
Shein. He was grinning hotly and had a monstrous erection.
"Convince me," Paula Shein said softly, fingering her pussy. "Use that wonderful mouth of yours, and
convince me."
Judy felt sick. She also felt hot. Her mouth was watering at the sight of Paula Shein's pussy. She didn't
want to - but she did! Besides, what else could she do?
"Come," Paula Shein ordered in a husky voice, beckoning with one hand, still fingering her sex with the
other.
Her throat knotted with revulsion and excitement, Judy advanced on the tan and blonde woman on the
lounge. Approaching Paula from the foot of the lounge, Judy had an unobstructed view of the woman's
most intimate parts, the pouting, hairy lips of her pussy, the flash of pink in the heart of her bush, even the
secret, dark crack that hid her anus. Now Paula's nipples were stiff and excited, her breasts sagging
slightly because of her semi-prone position.
Judy's shins banged the foot of the lounge. She sank to her knees on the plastic webbing. She crawled
slowly up between Paula's spread legs. Judy couldn't take her eyes off her dark hairy goal.
Judy slowly and reluctantly lowered her face toward the hairy pocket.
There was no stimulation of her own pussy to encourage her this time. But she still felt a gut-twisting,
perverted excitement at what she was about to do. She had heard that men found watching lesbians
exciting. She wondered what Steven Shein thought of it, what he was doing. Paula Shein placed one
hand on the back of Judy's head and pushed it down into her pussy. Judy resisted, but just barely. She
closed her eyes, smelled warm sex, then felt kinky, wiry hair on her nose, her cheeks. Then her face was
being driven into hot, soft flesh. Her nose was swallowed in thick female sex smell. Judy opened her
mouth, drilled her tongue into the hot, juicy flesh and tasted the metallic flavor of a woman's juices. The
hand on the back of Judy's head gave her no escape. Paula's lean, smooth thighs closed on the sides of
her head, trapping Judy completely in the hot, steaming pocket of female sex. Judy raped her tongue
into Paula's hot, oozing sex. She drilled deep into the dripping well of Paula's vagina. Harsh pubic hair
scratched her cheeks as she lapped and lapped in Paula's crack. Blindly, Judy snorffled through the
clinging terrain in search of Paula's clitoris. Locating the hard little button with her lips, Judy sucked it
into her mouth and then munched on it with her lips and tongue. She rolled and squeezed and tormented
Paula's nerve-loaded protrusion. Paula's hips heaved, hammering her pussy into Judy's sex. Paula
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