Dave and Reet were friends. We were in our early 30s.

Dave was 40, Reet was almost 50.

We’d moved into the village and were renovating a cottage.

When we were doing the kitchen they invited us to eat with them.

So when the downstairs was straight, we returned the compliment.

Dave was a bit of a wally really, full of himself. Reet was 5ft tall with big tits.

Think Dolly Parton style, she always dressed well and wasn’t shy about showing her cleavage, she was nearly 20 years older than me.

We had them over for a meal, and showed them the rest of the cottage.

The bathroom was the last thing to do. It was going to be a big room.

When they left, we told them we’d have them back to see the finished room.

Dave said, “what, we going to eat in it, it’s bigger than our dining room”

Prat, I thought.

About a month later, the bathroom was finished.

We had put in a large Jacuzzi, the real deal, this was 40 years ago, it wasn’t a hot tub. Mood lighting on dimmer switches, music system too.

The shower was in an open wet room style, you stepped down into the jacuzzi.

Tiles went into carpet, a small double sofa, lots of mirrors, it sounds awful, but it was stylish and luxurious.

“Dave was right” I said, laughing, to my wife, we could eat in the bathroom.

So a bistro table and chairs, lots of candles, including floating ones in the bath, were organised. It looked fabulous.

The table was laid, candles lit, a few bubbles in the bath and about a dozen floating candles glittering in the water.

A bit of soul on the sound system, good food. We opened a bottle of champagne.

The meal was good, the conversation somehow seemed to get a bit saucy, this had never happened before.

We had never considered playing with others then.

Reet was showing a lot of cleavage, and my wife looked good in a figure hugging dress.

After we’d eaten Reet wanted to check the jacuzzi out.

She pressed the buttons and we realised that we shouldn’t have put bubbles in the bath.

They bubbled up and out of the bath. The bubbles were taller than Reet.

C, my wife, and Reet were giggling and whispering, and Dave and I looked at each other as they stepped down into the jacuzzi, disappearing into a cloud of the bubbles.

“You silly cows” Dave said…

Reet’s blouse came out of the bubble cloud.….Then C’s dress…

Dave and I looked at each other..

“What are you doing “ he said.

Reet’s skirt was next…

“Trying out the jacuzzi “ she laughed.

The bubble cycle was turned on again.

The bubbles kept getting bigger, our wives were giggling like school girls.

I had to stop the bubbles before they swamped everything.

I got up and using my wife’s body oil flicked it over the expanding bubbles, which I knew would flatten the bubbles.

They subsided quite quickly. Our wives were sat there, together, topless, in the bubbling water.

Reet’s tits were bubbling up and down.. “Come on, you two “ she said “ there’s plenty of room.

Dave quickly dropped his trousers, and got his shirt off.

“I don’t wear pants” I said.

“Oh never mind that” Reet said..”we know what a dick looks like”

C was smiling, so I knew it was ok.

But I did have a bit of a hard on, seeing Reet’s tits had helped with that.

But, never shy, I stripped off.…The giggling and talking stopped…

“Fucking hell “ Reet said. “Look at his cock, Dave”…I wasn’t even properly hard.

“Fuck me, mate” he said…”have you got a license for that.”

Reet turned to C…”how the fuck do you cope with that” she said.

C laughed..”you should see it when he’s got a hard on”

I was actually blushing, it’s just my cock, nothing exceptionally big about it.

I am in proportion, 6ft tall, big build, not quite 8inches of cock.

“Show them yours, Dave” Reet laughed..

To my amazement he stood, and slid his y fronts off. Then I got it.

His cock was tiny, probably not even 3 inches.

He dropped back into the bubbles.

Reet was sitting next to C one side, Dave the other,touching shoulders with them both, her arms in the water.

“It might not be that big, babe” she said to her husband, “but it can still make babies, can’t it”

He laughed, “yea and at least you don’t choke on it”

She was turned to my wife, whispering and giggling.

I was sure that Reet was playing with Dave’s cock, under the water.

But what I didn’t know till later, she was also feeling my wife’s fanny, with her other hand.

We sat and talked, the conversation very smutty, Reet’s arms both in the water.

Dave seemed to go a bit quiet, and red faced, I thought it was the heat.

After a while C said let’s have another drink, and she rose out of the water.

Bubbles clung to her body, but hid nothing. I knew she’d had silk French knickers on earlier.

She seemed to have lost those. We all watched as she went to the other end of the room.

She wrapped herself in a towel, poured more drinks.

“I’m not coming back in” she said, and that sort of ended the evening.

After they went, I asked C if she was upset.

“No, but I need you to fuck me….Reet was fingering my clit in the bath, she pushed my knickers off and was really getting me off, I had to get out of the bath or I’d have cum”

Well I was more than a bit horny, I quickly bent her over the settee, pulled the towel she still had round her off.

My cock slid straight in her.

She was really wet, and it wasn’t from the bath. It didn’t take long, we both came quickly.

“You should have let Dave do that” I laughed..

“He’s no good to me, his cock wouldn’t touch the sides, and anyway, Reet made him cum in the bath while we were all together “

“What”……. “Yes she told me she had“ she continued

“She said he never lasted long, and asked if she could feel my fanny to see if it was an enormous hole, fucking cheek”

Monday came round. I got home from work early.

The phone rang.. it was Reet. “I’ve got your towel from Saturday, can I bring it over “

In a few minutes the doorbell rang.

“Coffee” I asked….We sat drinking our coffees .

“Saturday was fun, wasn’t it” Reet said.

I laughed, “yes it was, but it took me hours to clean the bubbles away”

“What time will C be home “

“Oh not for another couple of hours” I said

“Can I touch your cock, please”

“What” I almost shouted.

“Can I touch your cock, please “

“I think we’d better go upstairs then” I replied

We went into our bedroom. She stood in front of me.

Her breasts touched my belly, as she undid my trousers, slowly lowering the zip.

“Mmm, you weren’t lying, no pants” and she put her cool hands in my trousers.

She pushed them down and my cock sprang out, properly hard.

“Oh my god,” she gasped “it’s fucking enormous “

“It only seems that, cos Dave’s is so small “ I groaned

She had both hands on me now.

One grasping my shaft, the other squeezing my very taught balls.

She stopped, pulled her top off, and freed her breasts from her bra.

She was at my cock again, rubbing the end over her taut nipples.

They were almost at the same height as my cock.

Then she bent and started sucking my nob....Something my wife never did.

“Steady “ I said “I’ll cum if you keep doing that”

She giggled, “I wouldn’t mind, but I’d really like to have it in me, first though “

I started to angle her towards the bed.

“Can you put something over your quilt “ she said.

“I’m in the menopause, and I might bleed, are you ok with that “

Well, a standing cock has no conscience.

I found a blanket from the airing cupboard.

When I came back to the bedroom, Reet was naked.

Together we covered the bed.

“You can’t get on me, this is too big” she laughed.

She was rubbing my very erect cock.

I laid on the bed, cock pointing to the ceiling.

Reet leaned over me. Pendulous breasts hanging heavily.

She licked and salivated over my cock, making it very wet and slippery.

She got on the bed, leg over me holding herself up.

She gripped my cock. Then she rubbed it between her cunt lips.

I looked down between her swinging breasts as she did.

Soon my cock was even wetter..

Slowly she slipped the nob end in.

“Oh fuck that feels good” she gasped.

She slid down a bit more…”ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh”

She raised up..Then down a bit more.

Her cunt was very wet, but very, very tight.

She raised up, paused, then sank down, completely impaled on my cock.

“Oh fuck your tight” and then I pushed up .

“Nooo” she cried out, “you can’t move it, it’s too big, let me do it”

Slowly she proceeded to fuck me.

It was exquisite. Tight, so fucking tight, thickly wet with her cum.

She was cumming all the time she was fucking me.

Groaning, moaning, making all sorts of noise.

I only lasted because she was doing it so slowly.

But eventually I started to cum.

“Reet, I’m cumming” I moaned.

“I know” she gasped..”it’s getting bigger…for fucks sake, don’t move, let me do it…..”

“Aaaggghhh, oh yes, oh for fucks sake, that’s nice” I cried out.

I felt my cock explode and spurt copious amounts of cum. It seemed to go on for ages.

When my cock had softened somewhat, she raised up and let it fall free.

A gush of combined juices flowed from her.

It was tinged with blood, she’d actually split herself on me, nothing to do with her menopause.

She took the blanket with her, and I grinned as I watched her walk slightly open legged, home.