The Bet Ch. 03, Day 03 - Sex Stories

The Bet Ch. 03, Day 03

... drink. While he was gone Dana lifted off the lounge, I assumed to turn over.

"I'm going into the water to cool off," she told me. "Be back in a sec." I watched her walk away, her hips swaying and ass rolling, making my erection start to awaken.

Jeff returned with her drink just as she was coming out of the water. He glanced at her and quickly turned to put the drink on the table. As Dana got closer what I saw made my erection come to full mast.

"Dear lord," I mumbled as I watched her. The white suit - now wet - had turned transparent, and Dana's breasts were clearly outlined through the fabric, her nipples exposed as if she was topless. Her bottom was transparent enough that I could see the small landing strip of hair she left above her pussy and the top of her folds.

"Turn around and tell her you brought her drink," I told Jeff. "But be cool."

Jeff was confused again but did as I instructed. By then Dana was almost to the lounge and we were both being treated to what amounted to full frontal nudity. I heard him mutter 'damn' very softly.

"Here's your mimosa, Mrs. Griffen," he managed to say.

"Thank you Jeff," Dana said, seemingly unaware of the show she was putting on. "Please put it on the side table here by the lounge." Jeff walked the few steps to do that, bringing him even closer to her. His hand shook a little as he put the drink down and he quickly turned toward me. He had a stunned look on his face as he looked at me, so I reassured him with a ...

... quick wink. After sipping from her drink Dana elevated the back of the lounge a little and lay down on her back, looking out at the pool. She settled in like that and I saw her doze off to sleep. The suit dried quickly and was soon opaque again, much to my disappointment.

She woke about 40 minutes later, probably due to a loud commotion on the other side of the pool. There was an announcer there trying to work up the people in the pool. It was about 3:30 in the afternoon and a decent number of people were in the water by now. Dana finished her drink, got up and came over to me.

"I wonder what that's all about," she said. "It's certainly noisy enough."

"Let's go see," I suggested. "I want to get wet anyway."

Dana looked around the cabana area and decided our things would be safe, so we waded into the pool. The water was chest-high on me, just above Dana's breasts. As we got closer I saw that the sign said, 'RUB ONE OUT FOR CHARITY' and laughed.

"What does that even mean?" asked my somewhat naive wife.

"Well, 'rub one out' is slang for masturbation, but I doubt that's what it really means," I told her. As we got near the make-shift stage where the announcer was, we realized that they were promoting a charity auction where people bid to apply suntan lotion on volunteers.

"We should totally do that!" I told Dana, who looked at me in horror.

"I'm not going to go up there and let some stranger molest me!" she replied.

"No, no of course not. I'll bid to do ...