Elle [F] and I [M] in the Whirlpool Tub

Prior story: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ementa/unexpectedly_living_out_a_fantasy_on_nye_group/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ementa/unexpectedly_living_out_a_fantasy_on_nye_group/)

Please read this if you want descriptions of the people involved.

Shortly after the events of the other story (which took place New Years 2020), my wife and I finalized a house purchase. This was great timing as it was just before lockdown really started. We loved having all this time to get the house in order and get everything unpacked. Unfortunately my wife’s career meant that she still sometimes had to go out into the world, even to travel within the state. This story takes place in late fall, early winter 2020.

During this time, once when she had to travel back to our hometown where she stayed with her parents, coincidentally Elle had to travel for training to the city we had moved to and had nowhere to stay. It being Covid out there and all, she didn’t want to stay in a hotel. So it was arranged that she could stay with me in our new house while Meredith stayed at her parent’s (everyone quarantined for 2 weeks before staying in a different place).

It’s here that I will mention that Meredith and I have not really discussed the events of NYE. There was only once, I mentioned it to see how she felt about it, hoping that she enjoyed it as much as I did. Unfortunately, she told me that she was OK that it happened but has no interest in ever doing anything like that again. That is her prerogative and I respect it so I haven’t brought it up since.
Moving back to the present day, we kiss and say goodbye then Meredith leaves to make the several hour drive. I head into the house, not really thinking much of the upcoming visit, obviously I have fantasized about the possibilities but I am not willing to push or even hint at anything to avoid hurting anyone or making things weird. I looked around to see if anything needed any last minute cleaning or preparing but due to my wife’s attention to detail, everything was all set. I settled in and answered some work emails and played some video games.

A few hours later I hear a car pull in and go to greet Elle. She is wearing some basic white girl fall attire; jeans, a nice sweater, scarf, and boots. She runs up to hug me and I help her get her stuff out and into the house. I show her the guest room where she’s staying, shortly after this she tells me she really needs to pee so I kind of laugh and show her the different bathrooms. This is also the first time she had been there so I was giving her a general tour. When we got to the master bath off from the master bedroom, she saw the massive whirlpool tub in there.

When buying the house, my wife and I didn’t agree on much of what we wanted but a big whirlpool tub was definitely on both our lists. This one is huge and the single best way to unwind after work with a cold beer. Elle had seen pictures but I guess they didn’t do it justice because she was shocked. I told her that she had free reign and could use it whenever. The whole house was free to her. She thanked me and said that probably would be great after some physically demanding training she had to do over the next couple weeks.

We finish up the tour, have dinner, watch some TV, and go our separate ways to bed. In the morning, she eats breakfast and heads off to her training while I stay behind and go into the office to start my day of working from home. When she gets back, the same basic thing, dinner and relaxing. This happened Monday-Wednesday and on Thursday is when things got interesting.

On Thursday, work was a clusterfuck of constant dumbassery that stressed me right out. I decided the best remedy was to grab a few beers, put on a podcast, and chill in the whirlpool tub. I get situated and really start relaxing/zoning off. I may have even started to drift off a bit. The next thing I know, Elle is walking in and staring right at me. I jump in the tub and say,

“Oh shit, I didn’t hear you come in.”

The jets in the tub make it so you really can’t see anything, not to mention we had already seen each other nude. So it was mostly just the surprise of someone coming in that led to the shock. After a moment Elle seems to snap back to reality and quickly says,

“Sorry, I thought I heard you in the other room and was just going to come pee. I can go to the other one.”

“No it’s fine, you can use this one. Here want a beer?” I ask, as I feel myself start becoming erect under the water’s surface.

Elle kind of avoids eye contact but sheepishly walks over to grab the beer. After cracking it and taking a swig, she kind of relaxes into the situation, leans against the sink, and starts chatting about her day. Eventually she gets to,

“Too bad you beat me to it, I was thinking a long soak in that would be just what I need after the day I’ve had.”

Naturally, I saw this as a window and decided to take my chance,

“You’re welcome to join me if you want, it’s definitely big enough for two. You can borrow one of Meridith’s swimsuits if you really want.”

She thinks for a moment, finishes the beer, sees that it was actually the last one and offers,

“Fine, I’ll grab some more beer, change, and be back.” While she is gone, my mind races as I nervously chug my beer. Eventually, I hear her rummaging around in the dressers trying to find a bathing suit. At that point it occurs to me how awkward it will be if she is wearing a bathing suit and I am nude. So I call out to her,

“Ya know, this is nothing we haven’t seen from each other before, and there’s plenty of room in here so you really don’t need the bathing suit.”

“Yea but last time we were drunk” she responded with a laugh”. “Fine, but I am still not putting on clothes.” I call back.

Shortly after, she steps into the room, wearing a blue bikini that is my wife’s and carrying another 4 beers. Her body looks incredible. I lean forward and grab a beer from her, she opens her’s, sighs and says,

“Fine but look away until I am in.” I look away, hear two pieces of clothing hit the floor, her take a few steps towards the tub and finally slide into the water. I turn back to face her, with the jets going I can’t really see anything. Her breasts are just below the water level. The tub is big enough to comfortably fit two people facing each other side by side but it’s not so big that it can be done without our legs touching. Even with both of us keeping our legs closed.

“See? Isn’t this the best?” I say. “Yea it is pretty great.” She responds.

From there we just chat for a while about our days settling into being naked around each other again. Suddenly she exclaims,

“Oh shit, I came in here to pee. And I was just getting comfortable.” We both have a bit of laugh at this and I respond,

“Just go in the tub, I don’t care. We can let it drain a bit and run the tap to circulate the water, it’s cooled off a bit anyways.” As I go to start the tap, it occurs to me to take a chance here so I say,

“What’s annoying is I have to kill the jets to run the tap.” So I turn off the jets and in no time at all, I can see what is going on underneath the surface. The first thing I notice is her perfect landing strip, neatly trimmed into a line of black hair. She has her legs spread out a bit with one just barely on top of mine, I assume to pee. This has an instantaneous effect on me which she notices.

“Wow, getting worked up over there?” We both just chuckle and I say, “Yea, it would be hard not to.” Once she has finished peeing and the tub has returned to being full, I turn the jets back on, asking her before I do if she has had enough of a show for now.

As we continue talking and drinking, the beers start catching up to me. I’m also thinking about the last time we hung out and remembered the detail that it was her first time masturbating. As soon as that memory hits my brain, I blurt out,

“So have you masturbated at all since your first time? On New Years.”

“Wow, ok.” She giggles and pauses a second before answering, “Yes…that’s what I usually do to unwind after work.” And laughs again. “But I think I prefer this, going to have to get one of these someday.”

“Well you know combining the two is even better than either one separately. And this is probably your only chance to experience that for a while.” I chide her with a smirk.

“Haha, true.” She says noncommittally and sinks a little more into the water.

At this point I thought I screwed up because she wasn’t saying anything and was just sipping her beer. However, after several agonizing moments, I feel her shift and move her leg fully over the top of mine. Through the bubbles I swear I see her arm between her legs but there’s no way I can know for sure. Then I think I see her arm moving rhythmically but I tell myself that I must just be seeing things, don’t make this weird. Finally, I hear the words I was hoping for,

“Well are you going to join me? It’s awkward if I’m the only one doing it.”

Then she reaches over and kills the jets. Now I can see that she definitely has her hand between her legs, slowly circling her clit. I grab my member and start rubbing, kind of trying to match her speed.

She starts to pick up speed and I hear her breath change. Her other hand pinches her nipple. We briefly make eye contact before going back to watching the water.

“Enjoying the view?” She asks coyly.

“I mean it would be better if you were on the edge of the tub.” I answer.

“Fine, you can watch but can’t touch.” She says before stopping for a second to lift herself out and put her fine ass on the edge where the tub meets the stone, spreading her legs and facing her pussy towards me.

“You should stand up.” She says. I stand up on the opposite end of the tub so she can see me fully. She leans back on one hand and uses the other to go back to pleasuring herself. I start jerking myself again. The cold air makes everything feel extra intense. I don’t know how much longer I can last.

From where I am standing I can hear her getting more wet by the second. She rubs her clit for a while, sticks a finger inside for a moment, then goes back to her clit. It’s entrancing and I find myself moving towards her without thinking about it. Before I know it I am within a foot, watching the whole time as she more aggressively rubs herself.

It gets to be too much and I can feel the pressure start to build. I ask her,

“Can I cum on you?”

“Please.” Is all she says.

“Where?”

“Here.” She says without stopping her hand on her clit. This confuses me for just a moment because I want to make sure I’m not misreading something but then the blood is immediately redirected back to my dick.

I kneel down to have a better angle. My cock is practically touching the back of her hand. Our hands bump, we make eye contact. I look down one last time at her, she is dripping wet. I start to cum, shooting it all over her hand, her pubic hair, and even some on her lips.

She grips her tit in one hand, rubs more aggressively than she has this whole time, spreading my cum all over her pussy. Then her legs start to shake, she convulses. This shaking and convulsing makes her accidentally slip back into the tub and my legs. I catch myself on the edge before landing on her but now my dick is basically in her face. I think some cum even got shaken out on to her.

We both laugh heartily at this before she says,

“Wow, that was intense. Sorry for falling into you.”

I return back to my spot on the other side of the tub, she gently runs her fingers the length of her slit a couple of times. Then she stops and we go back to enjoying the tub for a few more minutes before we both realize we are starving. We towel off, get dressed in lazy clothes and go about the rest of our night. The rest of the week went by without any other noteworthy events unfortunately. I again thought she was upset with me but I guess she was just busy. I know this because right before she left, she gave me a big hug, a kiss on the cheek, and said,

“Thanks for letting me stay here. I hope we can do THAT again sometime.” Before getting in her car and driving away.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4nw2z/elle_f_and_i_m_in_the_whirlpool_tub