Life With Steph - Sex Stories

Life With Steph

... exactly the same thing if a gorgeous semi -naked teenager was displaying herself outside my bedroom window; in fact I’d be doing a lot more than just watching. The fellow she meant lived with his wife and daughter; he was in his late fifties and a bit fat, I conjured up a mental picture of him furiously bashing the bishop in his daughter’s bedroom while watching Steph and then his daughter walking in on him just as he shot his load all over the nets. I smiled to myself and went back to reading my paper. ‘Dirty old man better not be watching me.’ Said Karen and I smiled again. ‘I don’t think so pet.’ I thought to myself. I checked the level of the water in the pool and asked Karen if she had enough. ‘Not yet, when it goes over my bellybutton there’ll be enough.’ She was sitting with her back against the side and I could see another couple of inches would do it. I noticed the cold water had made her nipples erect and this actually made the slight swelling of her chest look more pronounced, I couldn’t help looking down at her groin where the swimsuit framed her young pussy. The shape of her vulva was clearly apparent with a crease where the swimsuit cut into her cunt. I glanced back up at the bedroom window opposite and communicated telepathically with the old guy. ‘You and me both pal eh!’ The curtain moved just as I looked. Sure enough Steph was right. The pool eventually had enough water and I turned the tap off. While I was near the kitchen I said to Jean. ‘I’m going to ...

... nip down to the shop for a few cans of beer, do you need anything while I’m there?’

‘Oh yes please Darren you can get me a loaf of bread if you don’t mind.’

‘Not at all, won’t be long.’ As I walked back down the garden path I asked the girls the same thing.

‘No thanks.’ They said as one. When I reached the pool Karen was lying against the side with her arms outstretched, head tilted to the sky and eyes closed. I couldn’t resist and scooped up a handful of water as I passed and splashed her face.

‘Arrrrrgggghh.’ She cried out as I ran for the gate. ‘Just you wait! I’ll get you for that.’ I laughed at her from the safety of the opposite side of the fence. The shop wasn’t too far so it didn’t take me long. When I got back Karen was still in the pool but she ignored me as I walked past. I gave Jean the loaf and put my beer in the fridge to cool; I thought I’d give it half an hour then it should be ok, nothing worse than warm beer on a hot day and nothing better than a cold one. I made my way back to my seat, my newspaper wasn’t where I’d left it’ I looked up at Steph and said. ‘Have you got my paper?’

‘No, but Karen’s got something for you.’ I turned to look at Karen and received a pail of water full in the face, before I could react another hit me from above. I just stood dripping wet. I made as if I wasn’t concerned and pretended I was going for a towel, Steph and Karen were in fits of laughter as I stepped onto the garden path, Karen was bent over giggling so she ...