My husband Mark and I had moved into this neighborhood a month or two ago. It was great; everyone was extremely nice and welcoming. I had quickly made friends with all the wives. People in this town had money; you could tell because the houses were all really huge and had inground pools behind them, including ours. Mark was a doctor and had begun working for the hospital in a city almost an hour from our home, and I was a bored at home wife. We didn't have kids yet.  I was 24, very much not ready, and he was 32, and very involved in starting his career.

Mark left for work one morning and did his routine, kissing me goodbye and asking what my plans were for the day. I told him I was going to Emily, our neighbor’s, house for lunch and cocktails and possibly a dip in the pool. He told me to have a good day and he'd see me around 6 as usual. After he left I went upstairs, showered, and began picking out what to wear to lunch. I was sort of nervous; I didn't know Emily real well and I wanted to make a good impression. I decided on a halter sundress and flip-flops, and packed my bikini in a tote bag.

I walked up to her door and rang the doorbell. She came to the door and greeted me. I was taken away with how gorgeous she looked. She too was wearing a sundress; she had long blonde wavy hair, big blue eyes, very tan skin, and big breasts. I too have long hair, but brunette. I'm Latino and have natural big breasts. She invited me in and asked what I'd like to drink. I asked her what she was having, and she replied a "sex on the beach," so I said I'd have one of those. We had four drinks a piece with our lunch and decided to lie by the pool after lunch instead of swimming; we both had a good buzz going.

She and I had both changed into our bikinis, and I got my tanning oil out and began rubbing it on my legs, then my arms, and then my stomach and chest. Emily grabbed the bottle and insisted helping me with my back. She began rubbing the oil all over my back; her touch was so nice.  She was massaging my back. I was so relaxed I sighed out loud, expressing how good it felt, and as I did that I felt her hand slide around and caress the side of my breast. I didn't flinch because being with a woman was my favorite college pastime, and any opportunity to do it again would certainly not be shot down now that I was married.

She continued around, grasping my whole breast and lightly kissing my neck; this sent chills down my spine, and I began to feel a tingling sensation between my legs. I turned towards her, and we began kissing so passionately she forced herself on top of me on the lawn chair. Then, all of a sudden she pulled away and asked me to come to her bedroom with her. So I did. When we got up there she removed her bikini and stripped mine off of me. She began sucking my breast and running her fingers over my crotch. I was