1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 3


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.6, Source: sexstories.com

    a table under the canopy enjoying a couple of gin and tonics. He told me about his wedding—how everything that could go wrong did. His bride-to-be was caught in a torrential downpour between the limo and the church, destroying her hair and her dress. Then the caterer failed to provide enough ice for the shrimp and raw oysters. They spoiled in the heat and several guests became ill, even vomiting at their tables. “In spite of all that we’re still together twelve years later and we love each other even more. We looked at the bright side—life had to get better after that. Maybe you should pray for rain.” “No thanks! I’ll take the beautiful weather; I doubt I could love Sheila any more than I do.” Bob and I chatted as we drank. We were fellow Kiwanians and had served on several committees for the Chamber of Commerce. Bob was now the vice president and was due to become president in another year. He had been trying to convince me to become an officer, but I had demurred. First, I knew I would expand the pharmacy and now I’d have a new bride. We “argued” back and forth until Bob reminded me that I needed to get ready. Checking my watch I was appalled to see the time was 12:59. I turned away from Bob and sprinted into the house. I was incredibly careful as I shaved, wanting to look perfect. Okay…I’d never look perfect, but I wanted to look my best. Next was the shower where I scrubbed my skin until I couldn’t scrub any more. Once out of the shower I walked naked down the hall to ...
    my home office to dress. I was slow and deliberate, but I was still done by 1:30, just in time to take Ben’s phone call. “Hi, Mike—Dad and Mom are on their way and he remembered his bible. Lisa and I will be along with your incredibly beautiful bride in about fifteen minutes. Everything done over there?” I looked down through the window. “Looks good…Bob has all the furniture off the deck and the velvet ropes leading down to the end. It looks like almost everyone is here. They’re jockeying for position along the ropes. Damn, I hope nobody falls into the pool. Be sure to watch your step from the patio to the deck.” We chatted for a few minutes until I decided I was needed outside. When Gail and I bought the house there was a concrete patio lined with a red brick border out behind the family room and sliding glass doors. We’d installed the gunite pool after I had taken over Doc Tobin’s and, at the suggestion of the designer, had installed it off to the side of the patio. He had pointed out that it was sixteen inches above the level of the lawn. He installed the pool eight inches higher than the lawn. The area all around the pool was covered with a thick plastic liner and that was covered with one-inch bluestone and a large deck was constructed over that from a light grey synthetic wood that would last forever. The pool was thirty-six feet long—an oval. The deck was ten feet longer—five feet on each end--and twenty feet wide. The deck was a simple four foot wide walkway on the ...
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