Page 186 of The Alexandra Series


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“Less oppressive, don’t you think?” Jocelyn remarked.

“He let you do that?”

Jocelyn smirked. “He didn’t have much choice once the hole was there.”

“You didn’t tell him?”

“He agrees with me now,” Jocelyn quipped. “You like it?”

“Love it. And I’ve always loved the pool.”

The two wandered to the patio, eyeing the reflecting sun that danced off the deep blue tile background.

“It’s odd that we don’t know each other here in your home,” Alex said. “So many memories but none with you.”

Jocelyn smiled, wickedly. “Then I guess it’s time we make some.”

“You think that’s wise?”

“Afraid there are spies lurking about?”

Alex laughed. “You never know.”

“Listen, I sent Kevin on an errand that’s going to take hours, Gus is on vacation for two days, Reggie told me he’d be home after a long boring dinner meeting. About midnight and it’s the cook’s day off. There’s only Helena, you and me.”

“And Helena?” Alex asked.

“She’ll behave herself and keep quiet, or she knows the consequences.” Jocelyn move closer to the pool. “Why don’t we swim, then a little lunch, then…” Her green eyes flashed. Reaching for the hem of her sundress, she pulled it over her head. Pushing off from the edge of the pool, she dove naked into the water. Alex watched her long sleek body glide under the surface with hardly a splash. She came to the top again and waved, smiling at Alex. Her breasts bounced just barely out of the water, her nipples puckering into tight knots.

The slimmer Alex discarded her T-shirt and shorts and slipped into the water less dramatically, for a moment her long blonde hair floated in erotic abandon on the surface, until she stood up.

Jocelyn swam to her underwater, her hands at Alex’s cunt and bottom before they touched anything else. Even with distorted vision in the deep end of the pool, Jocelyn could see marks of a punishment on the normally clear surface of Alex’s skin. Faint red lines on her upper thighs and the soft part of her ass cheeks suggested quite a session with her husband the night before. Ignor

ing them for the moment, however, Jocelyn attacked the tender female flesh, a hand going deep to what she found was the very softest place on earth, a woman’s warm cunt.

Alex squealed when she realized what was happening, and hauled her friend up by the arm. In a speechless reunion their limbs intertwined as they swam toward the shallows, and then moved back to the depths, where they bobbed and played leap frog and found each other’s wet private places were responding well to tongues and teeth, and the feel of exploring hands.

Making love in the cool clear liquid was as exhausting as a trip across a bed, and just as arousing; though they moved their lovemaking to the lounges when they were too out of breath to continue. On Jocelyn’s favorite outdoor recliner, where she’d once captured her husband and made love to him outdoors, she captured Alex now. There was something natural about having a woman in this sensuous atmosphere, much more thrilling than having a man for some reason. After drying the beautiful white breasts with her tongue, all the drops of water either licked away or evaporated by the sun, she tasted her way down Alex’s chest and tummy to the small remaining tuft of hair at her pubic mound. Forcing her lover’s legs to part and rise so she could have clear sailing to the chlorine smelling cunt, Jocelyn tasted her everywhere around the responding pink skin, catching the flavor of suntan lotion when she moved to her thighs.

“You’re wearing a ring,” she exclaimed. “This new?” Jocelyn flicked the jewelry piercing Alex’s labia. Taking it in her teeth, she tugged it hard. It was a fascinating discovery.

“Oooo, ouch!”

“You haven’t had this before,” Jocelyn said.

“Reggie did that,” Alex said, almost without thinking.

“Oh,” Jocelyn replied, not knowing why she didn’t like that answer. Perhaps because he’d never mentioned anything like that to her.

“I asked him to do it,” Alex said, a little white lie, though given the odd expression on the redhead’s face, it was necessary. If Jocelyn thought that it meant something special between herself and Reg, she was wrong. The piercing had taken place on the last day of her ‘training’ at Reggie’s estate, and had since become more a playful battleground between herself and Will than a reminder of her former dominant.

“You don’t always wear it.”

“Most of the time Will abuses my pussy so badly, I don’t like having it on when he’s in a dangerous mood.”

“Like this?” Jocelyn said, giving the ring another firm tug.

“Ouch!”

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