The Couple Next Door

"Come here..." Cathy whispered to me breaking my concentration.

I knew what she had in mind and since Kasey's actions had left me feeling vulnerable, I moved her way. When I got close, her hands went to my belt and within seconds she had it released as well as my pants. She tugged them over my hips without leaving the bed and when they were at my feet, I unbuttoned my shirt with shaking hands.

"Here?" I asked when she tried to pull me onto the bed.

If I understood her intent, she wanted us to do it next to my wife and Wes which seemed perverse.

"C'mon! Don't be a dud. It will be naughty and nasty," she giggled.

Now, close to her side, I had a great view of the trail of hair on her tummy that started at her navel and ended at a thick but tightly groomed bush. For a moment, my thoughts went to tracing the length with my tongue but remembering that she had just received a load of cum, I fought back the urge.

She grabbed my arm and I let her guide me between her legs and as soon as I was in position, she took my dick in her hand and pulled me towards her opening. Then, I was penetrating her and as I made my way deeper, her sighs became louder. Her pussy was warm, exceedingly wet, and unsurprisingly she felt looser than my wife.

"Damn," I gasped as I started to move.

"God, I love cock," she moaned.

I tried to go slow but Wes' efforts had an effect and soon I accelerated until I had matched him. Cathy loved the change and serenaded us with all kinds of sexual pleas while my wife, although clearly very excited, remained less demonstrative.

"Worth the effort?" I heard Glen say and looking over my shoulder I could see he now stood next to Robert.

"Hell yes..." the man answered as his eyes remained fixed on the bed.

Soon after that, Wes' grunts let us know he was approaching a climax. Strangely, once again I felt my mind and body respond and a surge of energy raced through me as my balls started to tingle. His release arrived first but when I heard Kasey squeal in joy, I exploded into Cathy. I tried to continue but soon my movements became awkward so I slowed and then collapsed onto her body.

"Sorry..." I whispered into her ear.

"No need...the night's young," she answered openly.

Maybe for her, I thought, but I felt completely spent. The erotic build-up to the evening, watching my wife experience another man, and then the sex with Cathy as Kasey enjoyed her second lover just an arm's reach away had resulted in a ball draining release. Now, my thoughts turned to how to extricate ourselves from the situation with the minimum drama. I looked towards Kasey to gauge her state and found her staring towards me with a look that appeared to be equal parts anger and disgust. I knew she didn't much care for Cathy but I didn't think it was fair for her to expect me to stand around foolishly while she played with her men.

"Shit," I said in a low voice.

"Forget her...she had her fun," Cathy whispered, and then after a pause added, "She's wanted it this afternoon."

Her message reminded me of her near indiscretion and gave me the strength to make eye contact again. I wanted to give her a sign for us to go but when I looked her way, she was engaged in a low conversation with Wes. It seemed to go on forever but finally, she looked my way and I nodded towards the door. At first, she just raised an eyebrow in a questioning way, but after a few seconds, she nodded her concurrence.

"Cathy, we need to go," I said softly.

"Don't go...not yet. You don't want to go yet," she implored me.

"We need to...really," I countered.

With that, I lifted from her body, gently removing her hands as they tried to pull me back, and started gathering my clothes.

"Ohhhh..." I heard my wife moan, and looking over, I saw that Wes had started to move into her again.

It seemed that he had elected to take a physical approach to encourage her to stay and as I watched, Robert stepped forward and started to tease her breasts.

"Kasey," I called out making no effort to hide my irritation.

Wes continued to fuck her for almost a minute and just when I was about to intervene, she said something to him and he stopped. A short conversation ensued and then he lifted off her body and she turned and stood. Instantly, my eyes went to my wife's shaved pussy which glistened from the combination of her juices and the cum she had received. The eyes of all three men followed her as she moved towards me and I couldn't help but notice that each had a full erection.

As she fumbled with her dress, I spotted multiple hairs on her breasts that I knew had come from Robert's hairy chest and for some reason it made it all seem even more sordid. Offering short goodbyes, we fled to the sanctity of our nearby room.

"I didn't want you with her...I don't like it," Kasey declared as soon as the door closed.

"Uhhh...I don't think you're in a position to pass judgments. What did you expect? For me to just stand around like a fool?" I countered.

"I don't like it," she repeated as she turned.

She made for the bathroom but I caught up and stopped her before she entered. For some reason, I wasn't ready for her to wash away the sin we had experienced.

"Not yet," I said.

"Why not?" she asked.

"I want to talk first," I replied.

"Why? You started it. You let him sit next to me and touch me," she shot back.

"Kasey, you went in there alone. It's pretty clear what you wanted," I challenged her.

"I was just watching. Nothing happened until you arrived," she said showing clear irritation.

"Maybe...maybe..." I responded deciding to slow things down, but when my thoughts went to her use of the word earlier that day, I launched again, "You wanted to protect your men from her but it was too late for Wes."

Just then, a soft rapping came from the door and I knew it had to be one or both of her admirers. A glance towards Kasey let me know she was thinking the same thing and without speaking, I stepped towards the sound.

"Hi, I just wanted to check and make sure everything is okay," Wes said.

I knew the real reason for his presence was to determine if Kasey might somehow still be available but before I could respond, she said, "We're fine."

"Okay, then. I'm headed to bed," he announced as he turned.

Kasey was still where I left her when I returned and when I took her in my arms she struggled for a moment before calming. We stood in silence as the seconds ticked by and although I had many questions, I didn't know where to start.

"Did you enjoy it?" I finally asked.

"I...I don't know yet," she replied in a tiny voice, and before I could continue, she asked, "Are you mad at me?"

"I don't know yet," I replied.

"That's...that's not fair...that's mean," she answered and tried to wiggle free.

"What did you talk to him about...you had a long discussion after he finished," I pushed recalling what I had witnessed.

"I don't know...just stuff...normal stuff," she replied.

"Like what?" I asked.

"How good it felt...stuff like that," she said.

"Did it feel good?" I probed.

"Yes," she answered without hesitation.

"Who was better?" I asked, intentionally being provocative.

"I don't know...Robert, I guess," she answered.

With my lust building, I pulled her dress over her head, and with her back to me, one hand went to her breasts while the other moved between her legs. Still flowered open, I dipped a finger inside her extracted some of her thick juices and used them to massage around her clit. Soon, she started emitting little whimpers and looped her arm around my neck.

"Did you talk to Wes about going to his room for more?" I asked once I felt I had her in a vulnerable place, and when she didn't respond, I continued with, "Did he tell you they wanted to share you all night in their room?"

It took some time, but finally, her head nodded, and she announced proudly, "I said...maybe."

Her boldness surprised me but her wit impressed me and I started to laugh as I said, "God, you're bad."

She started to laugh too, and replied, "Maybe, I am."

"Jesus..." I responded and after giving her a moment to settle, I asked, "Do you want to? Want to go to their room?"

My fingertip moved to her button and I swear I felt it swell and in my sordid brain it was due to her thoughts about her two new lovers. Time seemed to stand still and twice I felt her body tense before relaxing. Without question, her mind was in turmoil, but I remained silent wanting the answer to be all hers.

"Yes..." she whispered, acknowledging what I knew to be true.

"Go..." I said to her.

With her back to me, I couldn't see her face and when I dropped my arms she remained still for several seconds before turning. We locked eyes and several times it seemed she was about to speak but she remained silent and then with a deep breath turned and went to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and soon I heard the shower running. When it stopped, she remained inside for thirty minutes and when she finally stepped out, she looked fresh with a new coating of makeup. Oddly, she put on panties and a bra and then selected a new dress. Her effort left little question that she intended to make an impression.

"Okay, well..." she said as she prepared to leave.

"You think you can win them back...from Cathy?" I asked.

"Yes!" she declared, and then turned and left.

As soon as the door closed, I picked up the remote and started to mindlessly flick through channels. It dawned on me that I had no idea of the room number she went to and a feeling of stupidity and emptiness wafted through me. Turning the TV off, I poured a large drink and went to the patio to clear my head. I had been sitting for about ten minutes when I heard the sliding door opening and seconds later, Glen appeared completely nude. Not aware of the idiosyncrasies of the divider, he remained unaware of my presence and I thought about keeping things that way, but curiosity got the better of me.

"Glen, how are you?" I asked.

My voice caused him to jump back a bit, but after peering through the foliage and recognizing me, he replied, "Good I guess."

"I'm just having a whiskey. You want one?" I asked.

"Sure, why not," he answered and while he pulled up a chair, I rose and headed inside for ice and glass.

When I returned, I passed the drink through the hedge, and with us both sitting close to it, it almost felt like we were in a confessional.

"Cathy go to sleep?" I asked.

"Nahhh...she followed Robert to his room," he answered.

For a moment, I felt shock and sympathy for what my wife discovered but soon the comedy of the situation caused me to laugh, and I explained, "Kasey left a little while ago to go there, too."

Glen, with a chuckle, replied, "Shit, I feel left out."

"Yeah, I understand," I offered and then asked, "How long have y'all been married?"

"Uhhh...we're not married. She's my sister," he responded.

The message floored me as I was certain I had seen them having sex as I sat on the patio the first night, but the silence felt awkward, so I said, "Okay..."

After that, things became quiet again so Glen woke me from my thoughts when he said, "You know you have a very beautiful wife. I hope you don't mind me saying but I was looking forward to spending some time with her."

"It's been an odd day for us. I'm not completely sure how all this came about," I answered.

"Well, I get her interest in Wes and Robert. They worked her hard all day," he laughed.

"I guess," I said thinking what had occurred was still outrageous and would never take place in our normal lives. Then, after another brief silence, I added, "She got possessive with them. I think Cathy's interest kinda goaded her on."

The man let out a full laugh and when he started to calm, he replied, "Cathy is insatiable. She has to have sex almost every day or she goes crazy. I mean that. She goes nuts if she goes without."

I considered asking about his relationship with his sister but decided not to and after chatting a little longer, he went back inside. Thirty minutes later, I was almost through my second drink, when Cathy suddenly emerged through the sliding door.

"Are you still out here?" she called out.

"I'm here," I laughed.

"Then get over here, now," she demanded.

Part of me just wanted it all over but I couldn't deny the aggressive woman intrigued me and since there was the potential to learn something about my wife's current situation, I decided to go. Glen, still naked, opened the door, and I couldn't help but glance at his impressive cock that hung flaccid between his thighs. As I stepped in, Cathy emerged from the bathroom, naked as well, and beckoned me to her as she jumped on the bed.

"Kasey, okay?" I asked unable to hide my thoughts.

The question caused the woman to laugh loudly and she was still giggling when she explained, "Wes did her good but they're about out of gas. When I left, she was sucking his cock, trying to get him hard while Robert took her from behind. That's why I came back. I knew there was fresh cock here. Now, get naked."

"Jesus, Cathy," I said shaking my head at the woman's irreverence.

"Hush...come take another look," she said as she ran her fingers through her tummy hair.

Intuitively, she knew the trail had me enthralled, so once more she used it to manipulate me. As soon as I had undressed, I joined her on the bed and as her hand stroked my hard dick, I let my fingers explore down to her hairy pussy.

"You groom it," I stated.

"A little...lick me," she replied.

Once more, my mind went to the cum already deposited in her pussy, and the sight of some of Robert's body hair provided further deterrence.

"Let's shower first," I suggested.

"Oh, hell...men are such babies. They'll taste their own cum but are revolted by anyone else's," she spat out.

"Yes," I said, offering no defense.

With a roll of her eyes, she left the bed and I followed her to the shower. We washed each other in the flowing water and I paid particular attention to her pussy wanting to get it thoroughly cleaned. When I was satisfied, I dropped to my knees lifted a leg over my shoulder and began running my tongue from her navel to her clit. It didn't take long to get her aroused and soon her hands rested on the back of my head directing my attention to her hard nub.

"God, you can lick pussy," she whined.

Even though the tile hurt my knees, I wanted badly to make her cum so I kept my focus and took direction from her responses. Several times, I thought she was close, but her excitement faded. Finally, she started up again and this time she continued to build until she let go in a series of loud grunts as her hands pulled me hard against her mound. When she finished, she started to slip down, so I rose and lifted her to her feet. She had enough strength to pull me into a deep kiss that lasted for over a minute and when it ended, I could see the fire returning to her eyes.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Let's get in bed. I want to suck you," she said.

"No, I'm ready to fuck you some more," I answered, deciding to take the initiative.

After drying, we stepped into the room and discovered that Glen was missing. I thought maybe he stepped onto the patio or went for a walk, but Cathy didn't seem disturbed so I followed her onto the bed.

She rolled to her back, but deciding to be forceful, I said, "On your knees."

"Mmmm...yeah, baby..." she purred as she turned.

My licking had left her juicy and I slipped in with ease and after pausing to enjoy the feeling, I started thrusting into her deeply with one hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder. The slapping of our bodies helped fuel my passion and even though it had been well over an hour since my climax, I felt firmly in control.

"You like that?" I asked when her whimpering started.

"Yeah...take it, baby..." she moaned.

Reveling in the feeling, I had just decided to go faster and push towards an orgasm when I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from our room. It caused me to come to a sudden stop, and I wondered why she had returned to our room with one of the men.

"Kasey, getting fucked," Cathy giggled, clearly hearing it, too.

I started moving again and was almost in rhythm when my wife's sounds became more pronounced.

"Why did she come back with them?" I said mostly to myself.

"Mmmmm...maybe it's Glen," Cathy replied, and before I could respond, she added, "Listen for a minute and I'll be able to tell."

We focused on the next room as my wife responded to her lover in a loud litany of grunts, groans, and cries. Then, like a gear had been shifted, she started to offer verbal encouragement that told us she was on fire.

"Oh, baby...do it...do it...God, don't stop..." we heard Kasey cry out as clearly as if she were in the same bed as us.

"That's Glen. He's giving your wife's little pussy a workout," Cathy laughed.

Then, as if to put an exclamation point on her statement, we heard my wife say, "Oh, Glen...don't stop. God, don't stop."

With that, she turned to look at me and said, "He needed to get some."

"I want to watch," I said, not caring how my reaction might look.

"Don't interrupt. Let them have their fun," she replied.

Undeterred, I pulled free and started towards my things but a sudden thought hit me and I turned towards the sliding glass door, grabbing a towel from the floor as I moved. Inspecting the hedge, I found a thin spot where it met the wall and I covered the shrub with the towel and then slipped through the small opening. Behind me, I could see Cathy watching and when she saw my move she stepped forward and I helped her through. Fairly certain I had left the door unlocked, I took the handle and with a slight pull got it to open with little sound until we had a two-foot opening. Holding the curtain back, I took one side while Cathy positioned herself on the other and we peered inside at the mating couple.

Glen had her in the center of the bed in the missionary position as he fucked her with a steady pace. Instantly, I realized that his lack of aggression meant that all the responses she showed were coming from just the simple feeling of his fat cock splitting her folds. Of course, now with no intervening wall, we heard her cries more clearly and it seemed to me that he had managed to take her to a level of excitement that was just short of a climax.

It seemed like minutes had ticked by but it was likely less than one when I felt Cathy's hand on my shoulder and leaning towards me, she said, "She's in heaven."

I nodded to her and then returned to the scene, but seconds later, I felt her hand on my dick, and looking at her she smiled at me as she fell to her knees and swallowed my dick. I thought about trying to stop her, but that would likely cause us to be discovered, so I let her continue as my eyes returned to my wife.

"Oh, Glen...ohhhh...oh, baby...what are you doing to me..." my wife whined.

Her lover, who had been mostly silent to this point, asked, "You like it?"

"Yes...oh, yes...don't stop," she begged, and after emitting several mews of pleasure, she added, "It's so good...so good..."

"You made me wait all day..." he said to her.

"No waiting...no more waiting...it's all yours...all yours..." she declared.

Kasey, never very verbal during sex, now seemed quite happy to share her carnal feelings with Glen. It made me a little jealous as I knew much of it resulted from the thick shaft buried inside her.

"I want you to cum," Glen told her.

"Okay...okay...I want to..." she answered.

With that, he started to thrust into her more deliberately and each time he hit bottom he forced a loud gasp from her mouth. I could tell it wasn't from pain and soon her sounds turned into high-pitched whines. When I saw her legs start to rise, I knew she was close and when her body suddenly became rigid, I knew she was at the brink.