It had been a couple of months since James and Anne had had their outdoor swimming pool completed, the same time that Anne had fucked all three of the builders while James watched via phone while on his business trip to Spain. The following night he’d fucked the two hotel maids while it was Anne’s turn to watch him.

Anne had been making the most of the pool, spending a lot of time by it. She’d told James that she’d noticed their neighbour George spending more and more time gardening these days. George was older than them both, around sixty years old with a silver mane of hair. He had a round stomach but that didn’t stop him from walking around the garden topless, his skin very tanned and leathery-looking. Despite not being overly attractive, he had a certain swagger about him that Anne warmed to. As she told James, it was about him making her feel good rather than her wanting them to have a threesome with him.

She’d asked James if he’d seen anything of their new neighbours who’d moved in recently to the house on the other side. James said no, and maybe they should go around and introduce themselves. They waited until they saw the car in the driveway later that evening, and went and knocked on the door. They were both pleasantly surprised when the door was answered by a very attractive blond lady. She was wearing short pyjamas and a silk nightgown, which she quickly pulled tight around herself, but politely asked them in when they introduced themselves.

They were led into the sitting room where a film was on pause, a boy and a girl sitting on a sofa with a bowl of popcorn between them. The blond told them she was Sally, and the two sitting were her eighteen-year-old twins, Callum and Ellen. They quietly said hello, Sally said they were having a movie night. Anne told her she didn’t look old enough for them to be her children, Sally laughing a little nervously and saying she’d had them at only nineteen years old. James asked if dad was at work, and Sally replied that she was divorced. James noticed Anne’s eyes light up.

James said they’d leave them to it, and if they needed anything they could come around any time. Anne quickly asked if they’d come around for tea the following day, then they could get to know each other better.

Anne had cooked a spaghetti bolognese, checking that their neighbours would be okay with that. They chatted while they ate, Anne noticing that Sally didn’t instigate many of the conversations, the twins being quiet unless they were directly spoken to. Anne nodded discreetly to James and asked Sally if she wanted to come and check out their basement gym. They went downstairs, and Sally commented on how well they’d utilised the space, and it certainly seemed to be working judging by Anne’s figure. Anne laughed and told Sally she wouldn’t need to spend much time in a gym, she looked great already. Sally blushed, then wiped a tear from her eye.

“Hey, I didn’t mean to upset you, what’s wrong?” she asked.

Sally was welling up but told Anne it was because it was the first time someone had been kind to her for a while. She told her they’d moved from three hundred miles away, and although the twins were quite quiet anyway, they were a little more reserved, leaving all their friends behind, and also they couldn’t start college until the end of the summer at the start of the new term

“You don’t have to say if it’s upsetting, but why move so far away?” Anne asked.

“My ex-husband ruined everything. We had a great marriage, I thought until he had an affair and started gambling. We lost everything, including the house, all we bought with us was what we could get in the car,” she sobbed.

Anne pulled her to her and gave her a big hug, kissing her on the cheek.

“I’m always about if you need to talk, or just vent. James too, he’s a good listener as well,” she told Sally.

Sally thanked her, and they went back up, James had let the twins find a comedy they liked, and the sight of them laughing cheered Sally up. When they left, she kissed Anne on the cheek and thanked her for the evening.

“I needed it, I’ve been so lonely even with the twins around,” she said.

Anne spent the next few days spending as much time as possible with Sally, and Ellen too, taking them shopping. She enjoyed how Sally was opening up to her more, and she’d noticed James taking an interest. She knew his plans, she quite fancied Sally herself, but anything like that would be on the back burner for now.

One night James arranged to take Callum and Ellen to an arcade when he found out they liked gaming and pinball, it would give chance for Anne to work on Sally too. Anne opened a bottle of wine and handed a large glass to Sally.

“I shouldn’t really, I don’t drink usually,” she said but took a swig anyway.

They polished off the first bottle, then Sally started to loosen up a little. They got onto the subject of the twins, and Sally admitted she felt bad for Callum, he’d been seeing a girl his age before they moved and she’d broke it off now he was so far away. she was fairly certain he was a virgin still, and she knew Ellen was because they’d spoken about it. She said her ex was the only man she’d ever slept with, and although he’d hurt her she missed not having someone in her bed.

“How about you?” she asked Anne, “how long have you guys been together?”

“Together at eighteen, married at twenty, twenty-five years married and counting,” Anne answered.

“Oh, so you’ve never slept with anyone else either?” Sally said.

“Well, yes actually, we both have,” Anne replied.

Sally looked shocked.

“You’ve both had affairs and are still together?” Sally asked.

“Not exactly, threesomes mainly, or sometimes we watch the other have Sex with someone else,” Anne responded.

“Oh, okay,” she said, contemplating, “does that mean you’ve slept with other women too? I’ve always wondered what that would be like,” she continued.

She put her hand up to her open mouth, blaming the drink for what she’d said.

“That’s fine, I did say we could talk about anything,” Anne giggled, “just make sure I’m there too if you want to borrow James,” she laughed.

Sally looked shocked again, then started laughing loudly.

“Oh, you got me then, I thought you were being serious,” she laughed.

Anne was serious but left the conversation there. They heard the door open and went back up where the twins were excited looking. They thanked James for a great evening and went back round home. Anne told James about what she’d said to Sally, and asked what the twins had been like. James told her that they were both really funny, had a great sense of humour when he finally coaxed them out of their shells, and Callum really missed his ex. He also mentioned that Ellen was like a teenage version of her mum body-wise, he couldn’t help but notice when she’d taken her jacket off and her t-shirt was a little tight on her.

James had given himself a long weekend off work, and on Friday he was painting around an upstairs window before he put up some new curtains, the window overlooking their rear garden. Anne had taken advantage of the sun being out, Sally and the twins had gone out somewhere. Soaking up the rays, she’d put on a white bikini with thong briefs. Wearing sunglasses, James had noticed her glancing towards Geroge’s house, so he had a feeling he was watching. He heard a car pull up next door just as Anne turned over onto her front.

James had opened the windows while he painted, so heard the gate open next door and Callum come out into their garden. The fence between their gardens was only five feet high, so he knew Callum could see over. He’d got a football and was doing some ball skills, pausing occasionally to peer over the fence at Anne. Anne was oblivious, not that she’d have been bothered anyway but James couldn’t call out to her without Callum knowing he was watching. Callum walked towards the fence, down towards their garden shed, partly obscuring himself from his own house. He must have had a good view of Anne, although James couldn’t see, Callum’s hand actions were unmistakable.

Almost as if she’d read his mind or realised he was there, Anne spread her legs more and the thong briefs sank into her arse crack, hardly covering anything now. Calum’s hand action got quicker until James saw him throw his head back and grunt, shooting his load. He quickly pulled his zip up, took his ball and went back inside.

Once the garden was clear James went downstairs to the french windows and called out to Anne, telling her what he’d just seen. Anne grinned and said she’d wait for him to reappear and then find a way to invite him around. James went back upstairs and got a chair to view from, to settle in and get comfortable. Fifteen minutes later he was a little disappointed when Callum appeared, but with Ellen in tow. His disappointment was short-lived however as both started peering over the fence at Anne.

Anne had pretended not to see them, the perks of wearing her dark sunglasses. Eventually, she took them off and smiled.

“Oh hi, are you guys okay?” she asked.

“Yes, we were just admiring the pool, it’s very nice, and the water looks so cool and inviting,” Ellen said.

“You can come around if you want to, is your mum at home?” Anne said.

“No, she’s gone back out for a while, she said she’d be about an hour,” Callum answered.

“Well you’ll only be here, it should be fine, I’ll open the side gate for you,” Anne replied.

The twins came into the garden shortly after, viewing the pool up closer. Callum still wore the same casual shorts with a zip up the front, Ellen was wearing loose jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt. They sat on the other loungers, Ellen wiping sweat from her head now and again.

“Do you have anything else to wear, you must be really Hot in those jeans?” Anne asked, “you won’t get much of a tan like that.”

“I don’t have a swimsuit, I didn’t bring it with us,” Ellen said.

“Shall we go and see if we can find you one of my bikinis then, it’s got to be better than boiling yourself in those. You’ll be okay for a while won’t you Callum, you can just take your t-shirt off,” Anne instructed.

He did so as the women went into the house. James looked on, he was quite broad without a top on, he knew Anne would like that. He heard Anne and Ellen come upstairs and go into the bedroom, then the sounds of drawers opening. Anne got several bikinis out and told Ellen if she liked any of them she could wear them, and then keep them afterwards. She told Ellen to get undressed to try one on.

“What, here?” Ellen asked shyly.

“Yes, there’s only us here, it will be fine,” Anne answered.

What she had done was leave the door half-open, knowing that from the doorway opposite James would be able to see the full-length mirror placed at a forty-five-degree angle, and so to the side of the bed where the women stood. Ellen took a deep breath, and undid her jeans, sliding them down her legs. She wasn’t tall, a little shorter than Anne, and her legs were very slender. She stood upright and pulled off her t-shirt. Her stomach was toned, her breasts small but perfectly round. She looked embarrassed, her underwear an off white colour. She looked at Anne, undid the bra and removed it.

“They’re nice, you don’t even need a bra they didn’t move when you took it off,” Anne complimented her.

“Thank you, but I wish they were bigger like yours,” she answered, “can I see them?” she blurted out.

Anne didn’t answer, she simply removed her top. Her 36D breasts spilt out, Ellen stood open-mouthed staring at them.

“You have really big nipples,” she finally muttered.

“Did your boyfriends not like yours at all, they don’t have to be big to be nice looking. Your’s fit the rest of your body perfectly,” Anne told her.

“I’ve never had a boyfriend,” Ellen replied, blushing a little. “There were a couple of boys I liked the look of, but…” she paused.

“But what?” Anne quizzed.

“I fancied a lot more girls instead, but mum doesn’t know,” Ellen answered.

“So, you’ve had girlfriends then,” Anne said.

“Well, no again. I’m still a virgin,” Ellen responded.

Anne looked her up and down. She was pretty even though there was no hint of makeup on her.

“Do you want to kiss me?” Anne asked abruptly.

Ellen didn’t answer, so Anne took one of her hands and pulled it up to her chest, using her own to rub Ellen’s hand across her large nipple. Ellen took control and started to rub it herself, feeling it against the flesh of her palm. She leant forward, and her tongue went into Anne’s mouth. She kissed Anne hard, Anne pulling her closer and their bodies merging into one.

“How long are you guys going to be?” Callum shouted from downstairs.

The two women broke away from each other, Anne shouting they’d be down soon once Ellen had made her mind up choosing which bikini she wanted. She smiled at Ellen and left her to put on the bikini, going downstairs to Callum. From James’s vantage point, he heard Ellen ask herself if that had just happened, before he got a view of her in the mirror as she lifted a leg onto the bed, her pert little arse and thighs shaking as she made herself cum in just over a minute.

They’d been back in the garden for around twenty minutes, James watching as they both kept ogling Anne while she wasn’t looking, egging each other on. Not long after James had said he’d just come back from work, the twins said they needed to go. James told Anne about them both watching her and nudging each other, it seemed like Callum knew about his Sister fancying women even if their mother didn’t. Anne was even more intrigued when James told her that Ellen had masturbated when she left her in the bedroom, meaning both of the twins had masturbated over her on the same day.

“Well, that’s two of our neighbours that fancy you, we need to work on the third now,” James quipped.

“Really James? Do you think Callum or Ellen will be up for a threesome with us?” Anne asked him.

“Probably not, it’s a little too soon to be asking that from them but, maybe if they think I’m not around then they could be tempted into losing their virginities with you,” James grinned.

Anne knew they’d been watching her but had been treating it much the same as George watching her. It didn’t bother her that he did, but she’d never once thought of having Sex with him. The idea of Callum and Ellen intrigued her, and it wouldn’t be that far different to how James and herself normally found their conquests, just a little closer to home.

“We’ll need to think of another angle for Sally then, she may be harder to tempt into anything,” Anne finally said.

The following morning Anne walked out into the garden to see what the noise was. She’d slept in a blush pink babydoll set with lace cups, and being half asleep still hadn’t put anything on over it. Her walking into the garden coincided with Ellen and then Callum walking out into their garden too. They all looked towards James first, who was removing a fencing panel from between their gardens.

“What are you doing James?” Anne asked.

Hearing her speak made the twins look, then stare in her direction. Anne realised her state of undress, her nipples visible through the lace, the sheer flowing bottom par not doing much to cover up she was wearing a black lacy g-string. Anne however, didn’t bother trying to cover up.

“I’m going to put in a gate honey, then the twins and Sally can let themselves in to use the pool any time they want, even if we’re not in.”

“It looks like hard work for one person, do you need me to get dressed and come help?” Anne asked.

“I’ll help,” Callum shouted eagerly.

James said that would be great, then looked at Anne and winked. He told Callum to wear something old as he was getting dirty, and his t-shirt was wet with sweat already. Callum came back down in some shorts with a rip at the side, saying he’d been meaning to throw them out anyway. Anne asked Ellen if she wanted to put on her bikini and they could laze around watching the boys work hard, and told her to ask her mum if she was in. A couple of minutes later they came back, both in their bikinis, Ellen in the scarlet red one she’d been given by Anne, Sally wearing an ice blue outfit that matched her eye colour. They almost looked like twins, getting admiring glances as they walked past James. Anne had changed into a black bikini.

The women settled onto the loungers surrounding the pool, watching the men work. it didn’t take long for the guys to be dripping with sweat, both having removed their t-shirts. Anne suggested that Callum could use their gym sometime, as he had a decent body but could use some toning up. It was subtle enough not to sound like a come-on, but Callum took it that way anyway, a huge grin on his face. He couldn’t stop glancing at Anne, who took the opportunity to spread her legs just enough to give him a glimpse of what might be between.

At the same time, Anne noticed that Sally couldn’t help but give admiring glances to James, Ellen was torn between looking at him and talking to Anne so she could sneak looks at her ample cleavage.

“Hey, we were going out for drinks later Sally, why don’t you tag along? The twins will be okay home alone won’t they?” Anne asked.

“Yeah mum, there’s a film that Ellen and I want to watch anyway that you said you didn’t, so we can watch it while you’re out,” Callum answered for her.

“Well, it seems so then. I’ll come around ready for 7 pm then?” Sally answered.

“Yes, and wear a dress if possible, it’s more of a wine bar than a normal pub,” James added.

Anne looked at him and smiled. She’d sprung the suggestion on him about drinks, but she knew James was on her wavelength now with the place he’d suggested. However, Anne had one other little surprise planned for later.

The gate was up and built now, all five of them were sitting in the pool, James getting out and sitting on the edge. Anne heard Sally gasp and looked at her, then where she was looking. James’s cotton shorts had stuck to him, and the unmistakable bulge of his penis was clear, all 7″ of it. Anne smiled to herself, this would help later. She followed suit, getting out of the pool and making sure she was facing away from Callum and Ellen as she bent and picked up her towel from the floor. The fabric bunched between her legs would have left little to the imagination.

6.50 pm came and the doorbell rang, James answered it with Sally standing there. She’d applied makeup but only a little, red lipstick and a little black eyeshadow, highlighting her pale blue eyes. James let her in, seeing her pert arse sway in the black knee-length dress she was wearing. She had on a black jacket, and James told her she’d be better leaving it off as she’d be very warm in it. James himself was wearing a shirt and trousers, he had no plans to wear a jacket either. She slipped it off, revealing very thin shoulder straps as the dress finished just above her firm breasts. James told her she could leave the jacket here and collect it later, rather than go back around to hers.

Just then Anne came downstairs slowly, not ready.

“Sorry Sally, I have a bad headache, I think it was being out in the sun so long earlier,” she said.

“Hey, no problem, we can go some other time,” Sally replied.

“Nonsense, you’re ready now, you go out with James and let your hair down a bit, I’ll be no company for James if he stays in with me,” Anne insisted.

“Only if you’re sure honey?” James responded.

The sound of a taxi sounding its horn outside made them jump, Anne waving them off. James and Sally arrived at the wine bar and found a corner booth to sit in. They’d had a couple of drinks, idly chit-chatting, James noticing Sally was asking questions to now as she loosened up.

“So, have you been here a lot before then?” Sally asked.

“Yes, quite a few times actually,” James grinned.