Eric, Spencer and Frieda spent the better part of the afternoon outside; pelting each other with snowballs. The three unaware that through out there fun, both Amanda and Benton looked on through the tinted kitchen windows where they could get a good view of them; as well as Lance and Anton as they both head to the kitchen for drinks and snack food.
Eric stopping; not because he was tired, but because he was feeling hungry.
“Are you two feeling hungry, because I am.”
“I could go with a snack,” Spencer pausing; “what about you Frieda?”
“I’m sure there is fruit we can scrounge up or some cookies,” Frieda answering; “let’s head inside and raid the kitchen.”
Entering the kitchen; they see Esmeralda in her silver furred were-panthress fursona wipping up a batter.
“Did you three have fun?”
“Yes,” Grandma,” Frieda smiling; “we came in for some snacks. What are you making?”
“Biscuits to go with supper,” Esmeralda grinning; “so don’t eat too much supper will be ready in roughly an hour.”
“Fruit it is then,” Spencer speaking while grabbing and orange and tossing to Eric before grabbing one for herself.
“Want to relax in the hot tub for a bit,” Frieda biting into an apple.
“I don’t have swim trunks,” Eric answering.
“And that’s and issue,” Frieda questioning Eric; “I doubt Spencer has any swimwear with her, and,” Frieda getting close to whisper in Eric’s ear; “I like to sit in the hot tub naked.”
“What if your mother sees us,” Eric asking; “she freaked out when we stripped and shifted in the council building while in front of her.”
“Mother is a worrywart,” Frieda leading Spencer and Eric to the out building housing the indoor pool and hot tub; “besides, I’ve caught her sitting in the hot tub naked in the past. If she makes a scene I’ll just bring it up.”
As they enter the small building; small compared to the main house; they are blasted with the humidity as the room is clearly warmer then the rest of the house. Seeing the pool looking clean and clear and smelling the chlorine, Eric can’t help but ask a question as he spots the hot tub next to the pool as well as what could be a sauna.
“Didn’t the staff walk out, Frieda? Who is maintaining the pool?”
“Mother spends a lot of time in here,” Frieda answers; “so she knows how to maintain the water’s PH balance. "It’s funny," as she grabs towels and hands them to Eric and Spencer; “mother knows how to keep the pool and hot tub in pristine condition, yet she can’t boil an egg or use the microwave.”
Eric and Spencer chuckle as Frieda quickly removes her clothes and steps into the hot tub. Turning around as she sits down, giving both Eric and Spencer a brief glimpse of her nipples as she descends into the water. Eric and Spencer both quickly removing their clothes; they both walk into the hot tub, Frieda getting a clear view of Eric’s large penis and Spencer’s pert breasts and bush hiding her sex. Both assets pleasing to her from both as she absently fingers her vaginal lips, eager for some intimate action from the two later this evening. Pressing a button on the hot tub control panel; Frieda starts up the jets, blasting air and hot water, creating bubbles.
“Oooooh,” Spencer sighing; “that feels great. The water jet massaging my back is just divine.”
“Come over her Spencer,” Frieda smiling; “I got a jet here that is caressing my crotch.”
“Are you baiting me to come over and quickly be fingered,” Spencer smiles; “because you don’t need to do that. I’m always eager to be massaged by you anytime.”
“Then get over her,” Frieda grinning; “you as well Eric. I want to give you a loving massage as well.”
Neither Eric nor Spencer needed to be asked twice as they shuffled in the hot tub to sit next to Frieda; each feeling her hand touching and toying with either’s nethers, they lean forward to give her a passionate kiss.
“You know,” Eric feeling his member grow and stiffen; “I hope you intend to finish what you just started, because your caressing feels good along my shaft.”
“Oooooh,” Spencer coos; “I like how you massage my clit with your fingers.”
Eric liking how Frieda is giving him a tight tug on his shaft; bringing him on the cusp of and orgasm but denying him a release, he grins lustily as he stands up; his hard throbbing rod twitching infront of Frieda’s face.
“Spencer,” Eric smiling; “would you be a dear and give Frieda some tender action? I feel she will need both her hands for support as she drinks my cream.”
“Gladly,” Spencer smiling; wraping and arm around Frieda and cupping a breast. Massaging the sensitive orb as Spencer gently massages Frieda’s clit the same manner as hers was moments ago.
Frieda enjoying the ministrations, Spencer is giving her; all the while as she enveloping Eric’s meaty member and sucking it. Her tongue dancing along the shaft, massaging it, encouraging Eric’s release to spill forth and travel down her throat.
“Oh that’s the spot,” Eric grinning as he feels his climax building; “not much longer now. Spencer, be sure to probe Frieda good; Make her clamp down on your fingers.”
Hearing Frieda moan as she feels; Spencer’s fingers thrusting in and out of her; she starts to breath hard as her body shudders with the orgasm Spencer brought to her all the while Eric grunts as his climax burst forth. Frieda eagerly sucking and drinking the cream coming from him; Spencer licking up the small rivulet leaking from Frieda’s mouth.
“You know what this means,” Spencer smiling as she enjoys the orgasms from both Eric and Frieda.
“What,” Frieda finally speaking as Eric pulls his limp dick from her mouth and sits back down in the hot tub.
“You and I get to lap each other’s honey first,” Spencer grinning; “before Eric gets to plunge in me.”
“After supper,” Frieda agreeing; “but let’s just enjoy the soak until then.”
“How about we spend fifteen minutes in your sauna next,” Eric placing an arm around Frieda.
“As long as you look but no touch,” Spencer grinning; “you’ll just have to wait for the main course later this evening.”
Eric purrs as he waits for the hot tub cycle to end for them to spend more time in a sauna.