Suzanne walked out of Alan's room with her clothes in her hands. Since she knew it was Katherine who had eavesdropped instead of Susan, she figured Susan had to be downstairs. She headed to Susan's bedroom and knocked on the door, just to be sure. When there was no answer, she let herself in.
She'd recently loaned Susan several different sexy bikinis. She chose one of the more revealing ones for herself and put it on. Then, leaving the clothes she'd come in behind, for the moment, she picked up the other bikinis and brought them downstairs with her.
She found Susan in the living room. It looked like Susan had tried to read a magazine at first, but she had been so anxious about what was happening upstairs that she'd put the magazine down and was pacing around the room.
Suzanne swept into the room with a serene smile on her face. "Hey, Susan, what's up?"
Susan stood in place, fidgeting her hands together, but it looked like she had to force herself not to rush up to Suzanne and grab her by the shoulders. "How... how did it go?!"
"Just fine. I'll be glad to tell you all about it. Except... I feel like going for a swim in the pool. So, if you join me out back, I'll be happy to tell you anything you want to know." She held out the selection of bikinis that she was holding.
Susan was so preoccupied with her thoughts about what had happened upstairs that she seemed to notice for the first time that Suzanne was wearing a skimpy bikini. Then her eyes went wide when she saw the other bikinis in Suzanne's hands and realized that she was supposed to wear one of them as well. "You don't expect me to put one of THOSE on, do you?!"
"Sure. Why not? Why do you think I lent these to you, if not to be worn?"
Susan frowned with worry. "You know how self-conscious I get in one of those. It leaves nothing to the imagination."
"Good! All the better for you to help inspire him. Sweetie is going to be taking a long nap, that's for sure. He just had two big orgasms, and men sleep like the dead after they cum. So this is a great time for you to practice sexing things up."
Susan stared in disbelief. "He came... twice?! Into your..."
Suzanne smiled and nodded. "Into my mouth. Yes. Here, pick one of these and I'll tell you all about it as soon as we're in the pool."
It took some more cajoling, but Suzanne managed to get Susan into a bikini. Susan's desire to hear Suzanne's account of what happened outweighed her prudish reluctance to wear a bikini. Susan picked the most conservatively cut of the bikini choices, just as Suzanne had known she would, but they were all fairly revealing so that didn't make much of a difference.
A few minutes later, Susan and Suzanne were standing in the pool. Suzanne was careful not to go any deeper than waist deep because she didn't want to get her hair wet, so Susan followed suit and stood next to her. Susan wished they could go deeper to hide the way her erect nipples were visibly poking through her bikini top, but she figured that couldn't be helped.
Susan waved her hands above the water in agitation. "So... tell me already! Everything!"
Suzanne smiled knowingly. "Well... I sucked him off twice, and it was glorious!"
Suzanne proceeded to tell Susan everything that happened in great detail. In fact, it was nearly a lick-by-lick account, with her explaining all the different moves and techniques she used when she could remember them, and making things up when she couldn't, just to keep the detailed story going. Naturally, she tried to make it sound as appealing and arousing as possible.
Before long, Susan was so hot and horny that she could barely stand it. She was grateful that she was in the pool, because that allowed her to dip down so the water was up to her neck. She no longer cared much about being at the same height as Suzanne. Her main intention was that by sinking that low in the water, she could touch her nipples and pussy through her bikini without Suzanne seeing what she was doing. She was confident that the shadows and lighting made it impossible for Suzanne to clearly see where her hands were going.
It was true that Suzanne couldn't see much. In fact, she'd chosen their angle, depth, and position in the pool precisely so that Susan could furtively play with herself. She'd figured correctly that such play would considerably heighten the arousing impact of her story.
But the story was just the warm-up. She'd made a big point out of emphasizing how thick and long Alan's erection was in her mouth, so when she finished her account, Susan commented on that, just as Suzanne had expected.
"Suzanne, I don't get how you managed to do what you did with that, that... baseball bat in your mouth! No, more like a tree trunk! If it's as thick and solid as you say, how do you even get your lips around it?!"
Suzanne smirked with glee, because those were the very words she was waiting for. "I'm so glad you asked. Here, come out of the pool and I'll show you." She started wading through the water in order to climb out.
Susan was aghast. "Show me?! You're not going to get Tiger, are you?!"
"Oh, dear no. You know how he needs his naps. I have something else in mind. Dry yourself off and I'll be back in a jiffy." Suzanne grabbed a towel of her own and toweled off as she walked back to the house.
She came back within about a minute, because she didn't want Susan to cool down. She sat on one of the plastic deck chairs next to a patio table, causing Susan to sit on the adjacent one. Once they were both dried off and sitting, she pulled something from behind her back. "Ever seen one of these?"
Susan gasped. It was only a banana, but it was shocking in this context. Furthermore, it was an unusually thick and straight banana. Suzanne had selected it well in advance for just this occasion, due to its shape and size. She'd even carefully carved it so it had the ridge of the cockhead's crown. (She had wanted to use a real dildo, but she worried that might scare Susan too much.)
Suzanne asked, "Well, what is it?"
Susan whispered in awe, like she was naming a priceless treasure. "A banana!"
Suzanne said proudly, "And not just any banana; it's a very phallic one. See?" Without any warning, she suddenly put the unpeeled banana in her mouth and started sucking and bobbing on it.
Susan gasped even louder. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head and her heart thumped crazily. She clutched her breasts defensively, and then she looked around with worry. "Suzanne! Don't! Not here!"
But Suzanne ignored her friend and just kept on sucking in the lewdest style she could manage. She made a particular point of having the end of the banana bulge outwardly against one of her cheeks, because that was a highly visible move that Susan couldn't miss.
Given that Suzanne had just finished her erotic account of the very real blowjob that she'd given Alan upstairs, Susan didn't need a lot of prodding to imagine that it was Alan's boner in her best friend's mouth, and not just a banana.
She thought, Oh dear! Goodness me! My... my nether region was on fire before, but now I fear it really will burst into flames! I just HAVE to touch it! I have to! Why does Suzanne have to keep doing that right in front of me?! I get it already! Stop, before you make me tingle in a very naughty way!
But Susan didn't say a word. She just panted and stared. She started to reach for her pussy mound, hoping the patio table would hide what she was doing. But at the last second she controlled herself and made sure her hands stayed on the table top. She figured they couldn't get into trouble as long as they were in sight.
Seeing that Susan was hooked, Suzanne pulled the banana out of her mouth and wiped her chin. "So imagine this is Tiger's great big fat erection." She suddenly thrust the saliva-covered end towards Susan so that Susan's hands impulsively wrapped around it. "Feel it! Can you just imagine you're really holding him? It's just like this, except the real thing gets quite hot, and it throbs with lust and life!"
"Oh my goodness!" Susan practically had an orgasm on the spot as she fondled the banana. She closed her eyes and nearly convinced herself that it really was her son's hard-on in her hands. She was heedless of Suzanne's saliva, and in fact exclusively caressed the part that had been in her best friend's mouth. She focused on the crown-like ridge that Suzanne had carved, and the sensitive spot just below it that Suzanne had repeatedly told her to stimulate the most.
Suzanne purred in an especially sensuous voice, "A big fat dick like this one needs to be stroked and sucked a lot, don't you think?" She abruptly pulled the banana from Susan's hands and resumed bobbing on it with her talented, sliding lips.
Susan mewled with displeasure. She was so horny that she very nearly grabbed the banana straight from Suzanne's mouth so she could suck on it herself. But her manners stopped her, if only just. However, her entire body was buzzing with lusty desire. She was frustrated that she was wearing a bikini, because it felt to her as if she was completely naked, and that kept her so hot and bothered that she was nearly ready to swoon.
Sensing that Susan was reaching a peak, Suzanne pulled the banana out of her mouth again and brought it to Susan's face instead.
Susan was so far gone that she lunged her head forward and engulfed about three inches of it, even though it was quite wet from Suzanne's saliva. Susan didn't even think of that as an issue, because in her mind that wetness was Alan's pre-cum.
The only problem in Suzanne's planning was that she'd gotten Susan too aroused too fast. Within seconds of starting to suck on the banana, Susan began to cum in dramatic fashion, even though she wasn't touching her privates in any way. She had to pull the banana out of her mouth altogether as she struggled to get enough oxygen while keeping herself from orgasming too loudly.
She was successful in catching her breath, but not in keeping quiet. She cried out so loudly that there was no way to conceal the fact that she'd just had an orgasm.
That put a big damper on her erotic euphoria. When her orgasm came to an end, she handed the banana back to Suzanne and then covered her face with her hands. "I'm so embarrassed! Please! Let me be!"
"Nonsense!" Suzanne quickly got out of her chair and knelt down next to Susan's chair. That allowed her to wrap her arms around her friend. Suzanne gave Susan a comforting squeeze and said, "What's to be embarrassed about? You were just crying out from the difficulty of sucking on such a thick object, weren't you?"
"Um, yeah." Susan grabbed onto that fig-leaf excuse like it was a life preserver in a raging sea. But a part of her knew that Suzanne was merely covering for her to reduce her embarrassment, so she still felt bad.
Seeing that her proffered excuse hadn't really worked, Suzanne whispered in her friend's ear, "There's nothing to be ashamed of. The important thing is that you're getting the hang of it. Soon you'll be sucking on Alan's penis for real! And not just once or twice, but daily. Have I mentioned to you how delicious his cum is?"
Susan groaned unhappily, then replied in her normal voice, "Yes. You mentioned it a whole bunch today, as a matter of fact. But Suzanne... I can't do that. I can't do any of this! It's all so terribly improper! This is not how a lady or a mother should ever behave. I've never even done that with my husband!"
Suzanne went back to her seat and detailed a list of reasons why Susan's helping Alan with her hands and mouth was "absolutely imperative." She'd said it all many times before, but she repeated herself again just the same.
Susan was actually relieved to get that kind of lecture. If nothing else, it redirected the conversation away from her embarrassing public orgasm. Furthermore, hearing Suzanne's reasons lessened her feeling of guilt, because Suzanne made such a passionate and convincing case.
Suzanne had hoped to do more with the practice banana, but the mood had obviously been broken so she didn't try. But she was encouraged just the same. It took a long while, and a lot of talking, but by the time the two of them went back into the house, she'd managed to put Susan back into a good mood.
