Country Music Lovers
(work in progress)

	Marci and Tom Murray and their two young children pulled in the driveway of the new oceanfront home on Pawley's Island.  Marci had just signed a contract to perform at the brand new Carolina Opryland in nearby Myrtle Beach, owned in part by Shania Twain  and Faith Hill. The contract provided a beautiful house on the beach for the summer, as well as  $15,000 a week salary for 12 weeks, plus a live in babysitter and housekeeper. Since Tom 's  job as a financial consultant kept him traveling most of the week, the arrangement was perfect.

	The home was in a gated community, with a guard at the entrance to insure privacy for the wealthy owners of the million plus homes inside. 

	Marci opened the front door into the magnificent foyer of the 6 bedroom, 4 bath, 6,000 square foot mansion. The living room was decorated totally in white;  "have to keep the kids out of here," , she thought to herself before entering the great room, with a  20' ceiling and all windows floor to ceiling facing the ocean, then up a few steps to the breakfast room where the doors opened to massive  screened porch overlooking a sparkling pool with a noisy, cascading waterfall

	"Tom, this place is wonderful, we are going to have a great summer here, and the kids are really going to enjoy it," she bubbled as Tom came in , kids in tow.

	"Yeah, golf course out the front door and the ocean out the back door, this is paradise,"  echoed Tom

	After unpacking and getting the kids to bed,  we relaxed on the comfortable stuffed sofa on the screen porch. 

	Tom made a pitcher of Grey Goose martinis which we enjoyed listening to the roar of the ocean and the sweet smell of the salt spray in the air. 

	The night was warm for mid-May, probably about 85 degrees and 100% humidity, it was time to take these hot jeans and sweat shirt off.  I stood up sliding my tight seven jeans down my legs, I turned to the ocean to feel the cool breeze on my legs as I pulled my sweat shirt  up and over my head, tossing it on top of my husband who had dozed off.

	"Wow, can this be for real am I dreaming," I said to myself, walking into the great room to insert my first CD, "Starting Now," into the sound system.

	"I'm past the point," singing along with my favorite cut,  the song that changed my life and that only good things were in my future. 

	Dancing and singing in front of the full mirror on the back wall;  admiring my long slender legs, round uplifted ass and especially the firm natural boobs which were always like roses lifting toward the sun. Cupping my breasts, I could feel the mound beneath my purple thong beginning to swell......"i'm starting over.........starting now," sinking down on the large couch, touching my cunt through the silky material.

	"Want some help," said Tom coming down the steps, peeling off his shirt and dropping his jeans to the floor, kneeling on the floor between my legs.

	" Oh yes, please me, fill me up," moaning as his tongue ran along my inner thigh his hands massaging my breasts arousing my perky, pointed nipples to harden between his fingers. I reached down, sliding my thong off allowing him to kiss my slit with his anxious mouth, 
spreading my thighs as wide as they could. 

	" I'm ready.....i'm ready....ready!!!" I shouted, raising my buttocks up off the sofa forcing my pussy hard against Tom's mouth, my lubricating love juices speading over his face.

	Standing up Tom, dropped his boxer shorts to the floor , his rock hard erect penis dripping pre cum moved toward me lifting my legs to his shoulders teased my swollen labia and throbbing clitoris with the head of his big hard cock.

	"Put it in......Put it in!" I begged, grabbing his ass cheeks to pull him into me, moving in and out reaching my G spot with each forward thrust "ohhh!" with each deep thrust, the walls of my vagina contracting to to hold him deep inside me.

	The first burst of his semen cane in unison with my violent orgasm wrapping my legs around his neck pulling him further inside me; his mouth full of my left tit sucking on my aroused nipple.

	"That was so wonderful Tom, I don't want you to leave tomorrow;  I love you so much," I whispered before falling off to sleep.

	Tom must have carried me to the bedroom since I awoke in a massive canopied bed in a beautiful beroom facing the ocean. Tom was already dressed and drinking coffee out on the pool deck. 

	"Good morning sweetheart, did  you have a good sleep," he asked kissing me on the cheek. "I have to leave for the  airport pretty soon, they are going to bring you a car this morning, right."

	"Yes, they said around 9 o'clock, the house keeper will be here to," I will be fine. " I am going to take the kids down to the beach before it gets too hot."

	Tom went inside to get his bag, laptop, and briefcase and came back out with our two boys. We all followed him to the white Lexus suv. 

	"Bye honey , take care see you Friday," kissing and hugging him then closing the door.

	"Kids come on, lets go have some cereal;  then we will go down to beach and play in the sand." 
	
	The front doorbell rang, there was my housekeeper, a short, plump Mexican  with a pleasant friendly face.

	"Hello,  i'm Miranda," in perfect English.

	"NIce to meet you, I am Marci Murray and this Thomas and Randy," placing my hand on their heads as I called their name......."Come in, where are your bags" I asked?

	"My husband is bringing  them in your car, he should be here soon," as he pulled into the circular drive in a silver Mercedes 500SL.

	"You can get settled in the guest apartment in the back and there is a grocery list for foods we like to eat, There is $500 in the envelope for you to use , let me know when you get down to $100." I instucted.........."We are going down  to the beach." 

	The kids and I found sand toys in the back yard the back yard then headed down to the beach.  The lifeguard was setting the canopies up along with the comfortable chaises.

	"Hi i'm Gary, welcome, you just got here last night huh......... just sit anywhere," said the tanned 20sometning good looking lifeguard, going back to his station to get us some beach towels.

	"Well hello, I am Marci Maxwell, this is Randy, over there is Thomas, I guess we will see a lot of you since we will be hetre all summer."

	"I know , your going to be at the Opry, Ms. Twain was here yesterday and told me all about you, she usually comes down about 11 o'clock........ Do you want your chair in or out of the canopy?" spreading the big towel over the cushion.

	"Just put one out leave the other two in, so the kids can get out of the sun every once in  awhile."

	"Ok, and don"t worry about the kids i will watch out for them," dragging the chaise to the side of the canopy.

	I turned on the radio and laid down on the chaise; several people were now out walking on the beach including one girl, mid-twenties my age, wearing a very sexy bikini. Lately  I have found myself admiring good looking women more often then men, getting  a tingling in my pussy when I see an exceptional sexy one. Which was happening now as she passed  close by, her top barely covering her nipples, the bottom just a small triangle oh material held up by string.

	"Hi, you must have just arrived, my name is Lisa Roberts, I live in the third house down the beach," pointing to a beautiful pink stucco home.

	"Good morning,  i'm Marci Murray, we just arrived yesterday and will be here all summer.......... I am with the Carolina Opryland..............we are living back there." waving my arm backwards.,,,,,,,"Why don't you join me."........" Gary, can you move this chaise next to mine." 

       	"Sure, you must know Shania, she lives next store, when she is here, which is not very often, we are great friends, " kneeling on the lounge bending over so I had a glimse of her fine looking breasts as she untied her top then lying on her stomach. "Do you have any oil you could rub on my back and legs." she asked?

	"Oh yes, I have this great oil, it really bronzes you," kneeling on the chaise spreading the oil on Lisa's smooth firm back feeling the sides of her breasts as I rubbed under her arms; moving down to her ankles I worked my way up to her alredy tan thighs and used both hands to apply the oil my hand touching the the soft material of her thong covering her slit. I could feel slivers of electricity running inside my vagina, I had never touched another woman like this.

	"Do me all," patting her ass cheek with her hand.

	I obliged massaging her buttocks and daringly moving the cloth of her suit  getting close to her sweet spot. I could feel myself getting wet wishing I was bold enough to go further.

	"Thanks honey. you ought to be a masseuse, that felt so good, you were getting me aroused," she laughed. "i'll do your back after I cook mine about 15 minutes. Don't worry about your kids Gary will watch them like a hawk."

	I raised the seat back so when I laid back I i could watch the kids playing at the edge of the water, reaching down I moved the crotch of my bikini bottom to the side and slid my fingers still slick from from the oil  letting them easily past my wet pussy lips and into my vagina. The anticipation of Lisa's hands all over my body made an orgasm come quickly and very wet.

	"That's enough on the backside," said Lisa, rising up to a kneeling position, her top still on the towel;  her breasts were a little larger tan mine with large rosy aureolois surrounding tight hard nipples, "Gary has seen them before" she said laughing, seeing the surprised look on my face......... "put the seatback down and rollover on you belly," she ordered, undoing my bikini top; ................moving to my chaise;  spreading my legs and kneeling between them, she dribbled the oil on my back rubbing it in a circle. 

	Moving down to my thighs sliding her hands across my cheeks to my inner thighs brushing her hands on my bikini bottom.

	"Look how wet you are" she exclaimed, " you must have enjoyed rubbing me," moving her slippery hand inside my bikini and onto my hairless cunt.

	"Well look what we have here, welcome Marci, I see you and Lisa have already become close friends." said a friendly voice.

	Looking up , there was Shania , more beautiful than I remembered having never seen  her in  a bikini, "Hi Shania," blushing from being caught in a compromising situation by my new boss. 

	Lisa kept spreading the oil innocuous of Shanias arrival.

	"Hello sweetheart," cooed Lisa, "you have a beautiful songbird here, if she sings as good as she looks you will have a packed house every night." 

	Shania sat down on Lisa's lounge, bending over and kissing her on the cheek while cupping her breasr in her hand. I rolled over slightly and raised up on my elbow, showing my perky little tits with their erect nipples.

	"Those are nice too," said Shania moving from Lisa's breast to mine encircling my nipple with her long fingers;  While Lisa continued on in my slit finding  my throbbing clitoris and flicking it with her fingers.

	"I'm going to come all over you Lisa,"  I gasped as  Shania kissed my mouth, plunging her tongue deep inside, reaching out with my left hand to get inside her bikini top to her heaving breast. This time the coming was hard, different than with Tom, my whole body was shaking and  my love juices covered Lisa's hand and the towel beneath.
	
	"You enjoyed that,"  said Lisa laughing.