Early in the afternoon, Sally strolls out onto the patio and positions her lounger for maximum mid-day sun exposure. She lays her cover-up aside and settles down. She considers walking over to lock the gate.
The gate is the only outside entrance to the pool area, located at the rear of their country estate.
But like so many times before, Sally just doesn't bother to lock the gate.
Sally regularly sunbathes nude on their patio, finishing with a leisurely swim in the pool. She really loves the sun on her nude, luscious, 5'3, 36C, toned body.
After sunning for a while, Sally gets up and slips on her cover-up to go and make herself a drink in the kitchen. Today she does something she has never done before: she walks back outside nude, leaving her cover-up inside.
After finishing her drink, a naughty thought fueled by the drink comes to her. She thinks about Roman's thick cock, which gave her the hardest fucking just days ago. Remembering his cock plunging in and out of her married cunt. Making her spurt on his cock.
Sally slowly runs her hands down her naked body, stopping to cup her breasts. A low moan escapes her lips as she twists her nipples, as she fantasizes about her husband's partner using her body again. With two fingers inside her cunt, Sally cums with a high-pitched scream. Spent, she falls asleep with her legs still spread wide.
Sally wakes to the sound of the gate opening. Her first instinct is to cover herself, but she left her cover-up in the kitchen.
Fuck! She hears Gwen's voice talking to someone.
She briefly considers bolting for the kitchen. But with only a matter of seconds to get there, it's too far away. Even more embarrassing is getting caught running naked for the door. So she quickly put in her earbuds, even though they aren't tuned on. Sally lies back and pretends to be asleep, knowing her lounger faces the pathway to the pool. Gwen surely will get an eyeful and quietly turn and leave.
Even as Sally formulates her plan, she feels her pussy is still dripping from her earlier orgasm. I'm a slut, Sally thinks as she spreads her thighs ready to welcome Gwen.