This is in two parts. It's too long for one post
Four days after my wife had sex with Ron in front of me, my wife announced that Ron had invited us over to his house for morning coffee and his homemade biscuits. She asked me if i thought we should go. I saw an expectant look on her face. I said sure. I asked about when did he want us to come over. She said it would be in a day or two and she’d find out the details.
I looked at her and smiled. She knew what I was smiling about and just responded with a ‘maybe’. Needless to say I got an immediate hardon.
She walked over to the kitchen counter and was cleaning up the breakfast dishes when I walked up behind her, kissed her on her neck and slid my hands up underneath her sweatshirt. As usual, when she was just around the house, she didn’t have a bra on. I just cupped her breasts in my hands and told her I wanted her.
I was surprised when she wriggled out of my grasp; whirled around and almost knocked me down. She was laughing and called me a jerk. She said my hands were cold and cold hands were never going to turn her on. Then she kissed me and told me to put my hands down the back of her pants until they were warm. She kissed me again and whispered to me that she was horny too. I knew she was horny thinking about him again. I was horny thinking about slipping my dick into her used pussy after him.
Her ass was warm and warmed my hands in short order. I squeezed her butt as I kissed her and slid my hands lower until I could just reach her pussy. I slid my finger up into her warm wet opening. She broke this kiss; pulled away from me letting my hand slip out of her pants. She took me by the hand and dragged me to our bedroom. The sex was, as usual now, quick and dirty. She was on her back with her legs spread wide urging me to hurry. Again I wondered who she was really having sex with. Was it me or him?
We were done in a whirlwind and lying next to each other. She said she’d wash the sheets as soon as she was rested and would I mind getting a towel and washcloth so she could clean herself up. I did; then showered; got dressed again and left her to her task. This wasn’t making love anymore. This was just sex, almost like she needed me for relief. She came out a few minutes later, smiling and cheery. She said she had just called Ron and now we were going to his place tomorrow morning for breakfast.
I told her I couldn’t go since I had a conference call I couldn’t miss or postpone. She seemed very disappointed so I told her to go alone and I might be there later if my call ended quickly enough. She smiled; positively beamed; and asked if I minded. I laughed. I told her of course I didn’t mind and told her to behave herself. She laughed out loud and said she’d be on her very best behavior. I went to my office and started working, but I could hear her working around the house, humming or singing along with the music from the satellite radio. She was in a very good mood.
I woke the next morning and she was already up. I could smell the coffee. I got up showered and dressed for the day. I got to the kitchen and she kissed me good morning. She was freshly showered and dressed in sweatpants and a sweatshirt that was just a little too tight on her. I could tell she was wearing a bra as well. I commented on her casual wear since she seldom went out of the house dressed so casually. She said she was only going to Ron’s so what she was wearing was fine. I wanted to mention how easy it would be to get out of those clothes, but I didn’t know what effect that would have on her mood.
I told her I since my call wasn’t scheduled for an hour or so, I was going to check some wildlife cameras I had established around the property. I actually had no the commitments in the morning. She said she’d be leaving shortly for Ron’s and gave me a peck on the cheek and said good-bye.
I left before she left for her breakfast. I thought, naughtily that she was probably on the menu. My dick was already swelling.
The weather had been warm over the past days and any snow on the ground was long gone. I was well on my way to my observation spot by the time she actually left the house. By the time I got to my spot and set up, she was just getting to his house.
When she got out of her car, I thought I saw her glance my way, but I could have been imagining that.
He sun wasn’t oriented for ideal observation, but it lit up his interior without being in my eyes so I could still see everything well. He must have been watching for her because before she even got to his door he opened it and let her in. I couldn’t see his entrance way, but they must have waited until they were in his family room/kitchen before their real greeting. She put her arms around his neck and pulled her face to his. I could actually see their tongues going into each other’s mouth, my ‘scope is that good.
He started to slide his hands down the back of her pants, but she broke the kiss; said something to him and stepped up to his counter. She took a seat while he fixed her a coffee and took his biscuits out of his oven. She said something; took a biscuit and spread some kind of jam on it. He did the same.
They sat there eating and talking when I saw another car arrive. I recognized it as Dan’s! He got out and walked right in to the house without knocking. He apparently was expected.
He said something to Ron and my wife, maybe ‘hello’ or something. Ron responded but my wife just stood up; put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Dan looked a little surprised and hesitated before returning her kiss. I didn’t see any tongues before they broke their kiss. Dan sat next to my wife and Ron handed him a cup of coffee. They sat for a while, talking and eating until my wife moved around the counter and sat on Ron’s lap. She and Ron laughed at Dan’s apparent surprise.
She was sitting on his lap with her back against him when he said something, grabbed the hem of my wife’s sweatshirt and pulled it up to her neck, flashing her bra clad breasts to Dan’s amazed gaze. Then they all were laughing.
Dan said something as he stared at her chest before Ron pulled the shirt back down. Ron slid his hands up my wife’s back, under her sweatshirt. When his hands came back out and around my wife’s waist, she grabbed the hem of her sweatshirt and pulled it slowly up, higher and higher until she stopped just short of her bra. She fumbled a bit until I saw her grasp her bra along with her sweatshirt and pull it all up to her neck. Her breasts dropped out of her bra and bounced slightly, just once. I guess Ron’s issues with unclasping a bra had been corrected; he got this one undone in record time.
Dan glanced at Ron, who was grinning by now and then stared back at my wife’s tits. She said something to him, but I didn’t see a reply. Then Ron’s hands slid up her torso from her waist and covered each of her breasts. He was gently massaging them as Dan looked on; staring with his mouth hanging open. Ron started kissing my wife’s neck and still looking at Dan; her head was leaning back on his shoulder and it looked like her eyes might have been closed. It was apparent that she was enjoying everything that was happening.
Ron moved one of his hands down across her stomach and into her sweatpants. My wife’s head lifted from Ron’s shoulder and I saw her hips jerk a little. I guessed he touched her pussy, and I wondered if he had one finger or two inside of her. She cupped one of her tits and motioned to Dan to come to her. He walked around until he was standing right before her, even between her legs. I could see her hips moving slowly small circles as I was now sure Ron was massaging her cunt with one hand and her tit with the other. She said something and
Dan lowered his mouth and kissed her exposed nipple.
Her body arched up as if she’d been shocked. Ron raised his head, laughed and said something. I don’t think Dan or my wife noticed. Dan kept licking and sucking her tit; Ron kept fingering her (or so I assumed) while she was moving her hips a little faster. Then my wife bucked her hips harder and grabbed Dan by the back if his head and pulled her against her tit. He appeared to suck even harder. She finally pushed his head away and seemed to go limp against Ron. It looked like she got her orgasm.
Dan stood up and pulled his cock out of his pants. It was a little longer than Ron’s, but not nearly as thick. He said something and Ron answered. They seemed to get into a discussion until my wife came out of her stupor and said something to Dan. He stood for a moment and then went and sat on a chair in the Family room. My wife stood up, took Ron by the hand and led him to a couch across from Dan. She peeled her shirt and bra off; dropped them on the couch and stood naked from the waist up in front of her two admirers.
Dan started to stand up, but she said something to him and he sat back down. Ron was sitting behind her until she turned to face him. He smiled up at her without saying anything as far as I could tell. I couldn’t see Ron’s face because my wife was standing in front of him as he took her sweatpants by the elastic waistline and slowly pulled them down over her ass and hips. Dan watched as if mesmerized. Her beautiful round white ass was on display except for the narrow area covered by her bikini panties.
She took Ron by his hand, stood him up and proceeded to strip him; first his shirt and then his pants dropped to his ankles. He kicked his shoes off and then his pants. My wife pushed his boxers down and he kicked them off as well. He looked even harder and bigger than the last time I saw them. Then she pushed him back to sitting on the couch. She turned to face Dan and pushed her own panties down to her ankles and bent over to pick them up. She jumped a little as she was bent over, probably because Ron did something to her pussy from behind. She stood up and looked straight at Dan and held her panties out in front of her, as if offering. Dan started to stand, but she said something and he sat down again. He had his hand back on his cock.
