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I clean pools for my job. You know - the pool guy - comes around every week to pour a jug of chlorine in the pool and vacuum up the leaves and stuff.

Well, being a typical male, I sometimes flirt a little with my customers. Even the old ladies find it charming and it's harmless really. I'm actually very respectful. I just like to talk and I always smile a lot. I guess some might call it flirting. I just call it good customer relations.

One woman in particular always makes a point of coming out to visit with me while I service the swimming pool. She's a widow, around 50 or so, a bit overweight, not unattractive but not a ravishing beauty by anyone's standards. Anyway, she always comes out to talk. I've noticed she's never wearing a bra even though her breasts are large and a few times I've noticed her nipples grew stiff while we were talking. I always figured it was just a cool breeze and never gave it much thought. Until today, that is.

Today she came out to greet me as soon as I entered the pool area. She was wearing her usual t-shirt, no bra and lounging pants. She smiled, "hey sweetie," (she always calls me that) "I want you to meet my friend Sharon." She motioned me toward the open sliding door.

Sharon smiled and said "hello" as we were introduced. I could see right away that this was an attractive woman, younger than Jayne, my customer, and thinner. She was standing behind the breakfast bar so I could only see her from the waist up but she was wearing what appeared to be a nighty. It was black and sheer and showed off some rather nice cleavage.

After the introduction I turned and set about my work cleaning the pool. Then, while I was busy working, they both came out to the patio and what a pleasant surprise - it WAS a nighty - a shorty one with matching black panties. Sharon was showing off her long shapely legs and she and Jayne were talking softly and giggling like a couple of school girls.

Now I know you must be thinking, "this guy has an over-active imagination." And I might agree with you, even if nothing more than this happened. After all, in spite of all the "pool guy" stories, nothing like this has ever happened to me. But seeing Sharon in a nighty was only the beginning!

Sharon went back into the house. Then Jayne called me over. She told me to sit down, that she wanted to tell me something. She said her friend Sharon used to be a stripper and that they wanted to give me a special treat for Christmas. She leaned toward me and whispered, "just play along." Part of me was thinking, "ok - let the old gal have her fantasy - one last lap dance for old time sake, etc., etc.," and part of me was thinking, "this is the wildest thing that's ever happened to me!"

Before I could decide whether I was excited or disgusted, here came Sharon prancing out onto the patio in her black nighty. She had put on Elvis of all things, singing "Blue Christmas!" She sort of danced her way over to where I was seated and started dancing seductively in front of me. Jayne was grinning ear to ear as they both said at once, "Merry Christmas, Chuck!"

Then Sharon added, "So tell me, Chuck, have you ever been blue for Christmas?" The double meaning was clear as I stammered, "uh - I'm really not certain." She winked at Jayne who nodded her approval and before I knew it she slid her hand up the leg of my khaki shorts and grabbed my stiffening cock. In an instant she had me unzipped and had my cock out. "Ooooh, that's nice!" she said and looked at Jayne with a wicked grin.

When I looked over at Jayne she looked as surprised as I was! I think this was a Christmas lap dance that had suddenly turned into much more than anyone expected. Whatever the case, once Sharon wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock I stopped trying to figure it all out. My erection was at full attention as Sharon lavished my cock with kisses and licks in between sucking me into the back of her throat. I kept looking at Jayne. I must have looked helpless or bewildered or something because she gave me this reassuring look and smiled, saying, "it's ok - just relax and enjoy it."

Well people, Sharon is a talented cock sucker and I was enjoying it about as much as I ever thought possible, but when she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a popping sound, pointed it toward Jayne and said, "Mmmm - want some, Jayne?" I nearly came on the spot.

Those two shared my cock between them for about 15 minutes! They were taking turns, one sucking my cock, the other my balls, then together on either side of my throbbing shaft as they kissed and licked and sucked all at once.

Sharon was clearly the one in charge and when she asked me if I was gonna cum for them I nearly exploded. I managed to get the words out, "just say when," and she grabbed my cock and started jerking it hard and fast. "C'mon, baby - cum on my tits." She was jerking me with one hand and with the other she pushed her tits up, offering them as a target to be splashed with cum. Jayne too was cupping her big breasts and presenting them to be jizzed as well.

Sharon was squeezing my cock hard at the base. She rubbed the head over her hard nipples, moaning "Mmmm - I want some cum." Without releasing her grip she did the same to Jayne's nipples too. A little more sucking, a little more jerking, and then when Jayne said, "Yea, come on - pool guy - cum for us." I couldn't hold back any longer. The whole idea of me - the pool guy - these two horny women - it was all too much. I let out a groan and started to squirt all over Sharon's tits. She still never let go of my cock, directing the hot spurts onto hers and then onto Jayne's tits. She rubbed my cock all over their breasts smearing the slippery fluid all around. Finally she popped my throbbing cock back into her mouth and sucked me right down her throat. She kept swallowing, getting every last drop.

Moments later, Jayne had put on a robe and was handing me a greeting card. She explained that she will be out of the country for the next few weeks visiting her family in Greece. Sharon disappeared into the house, off to the shower I presume. I wasn't sure what to say. I must have looked lost, but so did Jayne. I really don't think she had planned for it to go this far. I searched for something to say, "Uh, don't worry about a thing while you're gone. Nothing here I can't handle."

"I can see that's true!" she said, then added, "Well - Merry Christmas - pool guy!