night vision binoculars

Author’s Note: This story is intended as a follow-up to my earlier story “His Favorite Birthday” under the topic “Loving Wives”. You’ll see why I reclassified this one.


The morning after his birthday, Ross had quite a vodka-induced headache, but he was smiling as he made the coffee. Maybe it was more like smirking. The day before, his wife Kate had given him one of the best blowjobs he had ever had, a sloppy but very satisfying hand job, and fucked his eyes out. He absent-mindedly rubbed his penis and noted that it was actually a little bit sore.

The fact that their friend Tonya had done a little strip tease for him was certainly icing on the cake, birthday or otherwise. For a prude, she had certainly stepped out of character. The surprising part was that she hadn’t seemed overly nervous or self-conscious about taking off her clothes right in front of him. It was almost as if she was enjoying it. He had committed to memory every second she had been naked, right there in front of him, and it had been for over an hour. He never would have believed it if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes.

“She’s always been one of my favorite women friends”, he thought to himself, “she’s so pretty, great face, smile and eyes that sparkle, easy to talk to, smart and funny. Now I can add the mental image of her naked breasts, hips, thighs, butt and pussy to that picture, and I will certainly remember that for the rest of my life.”

No sooner had he poured his first cup of coffee, he heard his wife Kate coming out of the master bedroom, humming to herself. She was in a good mood already, so that bode well for the day.

“So honey, whatcha got planned for me today?” Ross asked. “Can you top yesterday?”

“No way. Your birthday is over. You’ll have to wait another year, at least, maybe more,” she replied.

“So, I gotta know. How in the hell did you talk Tonya into all of that? She was the last of your friends, I mean our friends, that I would have thought would participate in that kind of thing. I always thought of her as more than a little prudish. Bev, Jody, anybody else, maybe. But Tonya? Never in a million years. What did you promise her? How did you talk her into it?”

“Relax,” Kate said. “It wasn’t that big a deal. She just took off her clothes in front of you. It wasn’t like she agreed to spouse-swap or anything. In fact, she made it quite clear that she didn’t want any pictures, and there wouldn’t even be any mention of swapping or anything sexual.”

“Well, that never even crossed my mind,” Ross replied, but the faraway look he suddenly got in his eyes told Kate he was certainly thinking about it right now.

“So you enjoyed that, huh? Who else in my circle of friends would you like to see naked? You’ve seen Bev a bunch. You’ve even seen Gwen a few times, and I think she’s almost as prudish as Tonya.” Kate moved close to Ross and looked up into his eyes. “And would you like to sleep with any of them? Who would be your first choice?”

“You,” was his quick reply.

“Right answer,” Kate shot back. “Seriously, if you could have sex with any of the women we know, even women from work whom I don’t know, or other places, wherever, who would it be?”

“OK, in this fantasy world, do I have your permission? And are you sleeping with her husband, or is this just a one-sided affair?”

Kate mulled it over for a second and said, “To make this simple, let’s say you have my permission, and I am not sleeping with her husband, and he and I won’t even know of your little tryst.”

“Hmm. Hmm. I guess my answer is still you. I like making love with you. I like how hard you come, and I know all the tricks to get you there. I’m not sure I could perform with another woman.”

“Liar!” Kate laughed, but she hugged him harder and rubbed her body against his, enough that she could feel his penis begin to harden. “Mmmm, all this sexy talk seems to be working.” She slipped her hand down into his pajama pants and took hold of his cock, feeling it stiffen quickly, causing him to shudder slightly. “Wanna have some morning sex right now, right here in the kitchen?”

But before Ross could answer, they heard steps coming down the stairs, and his buddy Pat bounded into the room. Ross laughed, and had to turn against the cupboards to hide his bulging pants, silently cursing Pat’s timing.

Pat went straight for the coffee pot and didn’t notice. “So, Kate, how did you ever talk my wife into getting that wild last night? As long as we’ve been married, I’ve never seen her get like that. She was like a different woman. What did you put in her drink, and how can I buy a lifetime supply of it? And, if I may say so, she even kept me up late into the night. We needed that, so I thank you.”

“Nothing, I did nothing,” Kate said, “Except maybe help her release her inner tigress.” All three laughed heartily.

“No, seriously,” Pat continued, “how did you ever talk her into it?”

“It’s a long story, but suffice it to say that I kind of shamed her into it by intimating that I thought she was a real prude.”

“Which she is,” said Pat, “and I should know, better than anybody in the whole world.”

Ross had recovered and turned to face the other two. “Well, I am glad I was there to witness it all. And believe me, I witnessed it all. She has an even better body than I would have guessed, what with all the baggy, loose-fitting clothes she usually wears. She sure could strut her stuff if she wanted to dress the right way.”

“Well, maybe this is Tonya V2.0 we’re witnessing this weekend,” suggested Kate.

“I can only hope so,” Pat shot back. “It would certainly make things better around our house.”

“OK, enough of that,” Kate said, obviously trying to change the subject. “What do you have on tap for today?”

“I’m going fishing, and real soon. Down to the Pere Marquette River, looking for rainbows and steelhead,” Pat said. “What about you two?”

“I’m going to go shopping in town, but I’ll probably wait for Tonya to see if she wants to go along,” Kate said. “Oh, and I have to take the trash and recycling to the dump.”

“Oooh, big time plans,” Ross snickered. “Me? I’m just recuperating today. I’m just going to sit at the end of the dock as long as it takes for me to feel better.”

Pat packed his fishing gear and was off, promising to be back by about 4pm. Ross went out to the deck and lay down on a chaise lounge in the morning sun. Kate ate a little breakfast and putzed around the kitchen until Tonya came downstairs about 11am. “Whoa, it’s almost noon,” Tonya said. “I guess I needed to sleep, huh?”

“Yeah,” Kate smiled, “based on all that noise we heard from the upstairs last night, you might have gone to bed before midnight, but you and Pat didn’t actually get to sleep until much later.”

Tonya blushed and looked at her nervously, “You didn’t actually hear us, did you?”

“Relax Tonya. You’ve turned over a new leaf, remember? Besides, Ross and I were out on the dock having our own fun, and I’ve got a story there. Don’t worry, you have nothing to be ashamed about. I hope you don’t have any regrets, because it was you who made Ross’ birthday special, not me. He even mentioned it this morning.”

Tonya looked even more nervous. “Oh no, he didn’t really, did he? Oh, I’m starting to think that I should never have agreed to all of this. How can I look him in the eye again?”

Well, you’re about to find out,” Kate said as Ross walked in the door from the deck.

“Tonya! How are you doing today?” Ross was positively beaming, and it immediately caused Tonya to relax. “I’m so glad you and Pat made it up here for my birthday. Otherwise, it would have been just Kate and me, and we can be pretty boring.”

“Well,” Tonya said, “I hope I didn’t embarrass myself last night. You two might be used to partying like that, but it’s a bit new for me.”

Ross tried to reassure her by saying, “Thank you for making my birthday so memorable. It was truly an honor to have you and Pat here. I’m glad you came.”

Tonya looked at him closely. There was no leering or anything lewd or lecherous about his expression. He wasn’t staring at her breasts like many guys do; he was looking her right in the eyes. He seemed sincere and there was definitely an appreciative tone to his voice. She suddenly felt sexy again, just like last night. This weekend was the first time in a long while that she had felt that way. She was coming to the realization that she liked that feeling and wondered how often other women got to feel that way. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

Ross refilled his glass of orange juice and said, “My headache is just about gone, so I think I’ll make it. It was nip and tuck there early this morning. Pat must have been OK because he was out of here about an hour ago. Do you think he might actually bring back something for dinner?”

Tonya replied, “No, he always does catch-and-release. Says it’s more humane and doesn’t deplete the fishing stock. I think it’s just an excuse so he doesn’t have to admit he didn’t catch anything.”

After Ross went back out to his chair on the deck and the girls had the kitchen to themselves, Tonya asked, “So Kate, what’s the story you have to tell me about being out on the dock last night?”

“Oh boy, where do I begin? Let’s just say that Ross and I were at it hot and heavy out there at the end of the dock, and I have to admit I was probably making enough noise to wake the dead. We thought we were alone until we figured out that our neighbor Ruth was on their dock with her friend. I’m sure they got a great show. I’m surprised they didn’t give us an ovation when we walked back to the house.”

Tonya asked, “What were they doing out there at that time of night? And they couldn’t have seen anything, the moon had set, and it had to be pretty dark by then. I know I could still see pretty well when we were skinny-dipping and climbed up on the raft, but that was a couple of hours before when the moon was up.”

Kate explained, “Well, they’ve got these night-vision binoculars that they use to look at the stars. They really are amazing. You look at the Milky Way and what seems to be a cloud to the naked eye, you can tell that it really is millions and millions of stars. We’ve been over there a couple of times on clear and starry nights and gotten to use them. Maybe I should ask her if we can borrow them tonight, because they really are fascinating. Anyway, if you use the binoculars to look around you, not up in the sky, it really does make it look like it’s daylight, and it zooms in on the details too. We didn’t know that Ruth and her friend were out on their dock until one of them dropped the binoculars. You could hear the two of them giggling quietly, like they knew they were busted. And Ross said he saw the little reddish infrared illumination light pointing straight at us, so it was no accident. They were definitely looking at us. Funny thing was that as soon as Ross knew we were being watched, he came, and he came hard. I think he got overly excited at the voyeur aspect of the situation.”

“So how long were they watching you? Do you know?” Kate was surprised that Tonya seemed so interested.

“We had been out there for quite a while, and we would have heard them walk out on the dock, so I figure they were there the whole time. I’ll have to ask Ruth. She’ll tell me. I just saw her out in her yard, so maybe I’ll go over there right now. Want to come?”

“No, I don’t want to get in the way of your conversation,” Tonya laughed. “You can probably get more details if you’re alone. So go ahead without me.”

“OK, suit yourself. I’ll be right back,” Kate said as she headed out the door.

Tonya walked out on the deck and sat down on the other chaise lounge chair near Ross. She thought he might have fallen back to sleep, but he immediately turned to her and smiled. “So how are you feeling this morning?” he asked.

“I’m fine, but I didn’t have as much to drink as you and Pat,” replied Tonya. “It may have seemed like I had lots to drink, but I didn’t. I was actually relatively sober all night.”

“Really?” Ross looked at her. “I would have thought that it would have taken a lot of alcohol to get you so, how should I say, uninhibited. Yeah, that’s a good word – uninhibited. So, if you don’t mind me asking, what the heck got into you? Please don’t take this the wrong way, because I truly appreciate being the beneficiary of it all, but it seems a little out of character for you. Really, I really do appreciate you and Pat coming up here for my birthday, and you personally made it really very, very special. I hope that doesn’t come out in a lecherous nature, but it probably does. Oh well, I’ll stop babbling now.”

Tonya blushed and smiled to herself. Ross was actually flustered. She was the one who should be embarrassed. She was the one who had done a little strip tease routine for him in a brightly lit room. Of course, at that point, he had been the first to lose in the strip poker game and was already naked. But, like most women, she was usually more selective and careful when it came to nudity. She thought to herself, “Why is that? Guys will get naked at the drop of a hat. Why are we women so concerned with covering up? We spend so much time and money buying clothes and make-up, when men would simply appreciate less of both.”

She sat back in the chair and continued mulling over the topic in her head, “Why exactly did I do all of that rather risque stuff last night? How did Kate talk me into it in the first place?” Tonya knew that she had her reasons. It started when Kate accused her of being a prude. Tonya was actually a little hurt by that assessment. She didn’t really consider herself a prude, and it was sort of a shock to hear that apparently everybody else did, especially to the degree that Kate was making her out to be.

Tonya actually had other reasons for singling out Ross. Deep in the recesses of her mind, she remembered a number of occasions when Ross had made some of his off-hand, flirtatious comments or when he glanced at her in a certain way or how he flashed that just right kind of smile that made her feel sexy, desirable and beautiful.

Ross was never leering or creepy, and he had never came on to her, at least not overtly. He was too much of a gentleman for that. Tonya specifically remembered the previous New Year’s Eve party when he had mentioned that he was really smitten by the faux tuxedo she had been wearing. He had made a point to say that her outfit really struck a chord with him, and she noticed he was watching her all night. He had also made more than a little conversation with her that evening, so much so that she felt more of a connection with him than anybody else, even her own husband.

And then there was the time that she caught him openly staring down her blouse as she leaned over the picnic table to get some condiment or something. She had quickly realized that not having worn a bra that day with the loose fitting shirt was giving Ross a great look at her breasts. But rather than leering, he had this appreciative look on his face, she thought it was almost childlike, and she caught herself lingering in that exposed position, enjoying the attention he was giving her. She even made it a point to put the condiment bottle back in the exact same place, just so she’d give him a great second look. Thinking about it even a year or so later, his reaction still brought a smile to her face.

Ross was also the kind of guy who would help out a friend at the drop of a hat. One day, he had helped Tonya repair their lawn tractor before Pat could find out that she had knocked off the muffler by running into a tree. Ross didn’t think anything of spending an hour fixing it. After he had finished, she had asked him why he was always so helpful, especially to her. He pondered the question for a few seconds, and he said, “A psychologist would probably have a field day with my deep-seated reasoning, but being a red-blooded, heterosexual American male, it probably is based somewhere in my subconscious desire to sleep with you.”

Tonya was initially shocked at the forward nature of his comment. But she quickly realized that it wasn’t a proposition; he had simply been making a comment about the inner workings of the male mind. Deep inside though, she kind of wished it had been a proposition. She never would have taken him up on it, but she thought it would have been the highest compliment. She knew he wasn’t the kind of guy that would actually push the issue, but somewhere inside, she was secretly pleased that he was even referring to a desire to sleep with her.

“Nothing got into me,” Tonya explained. “I was just got caught up in the moment, being spontaneous. I hope I didn’t embarrass myself. This morning, when I got up, I was worried that you might not look at me the same way. I mean looking at me figuratively. Not literally. Oh boy, now I’m the one who is babbling.”

“You have no reason to be embarrassed,” Ross said, as he lay back in his lounge chair, his eyes closed. “In fact, you should be proud. You have a great body. You can tell that you’ve taken good care of yourself. You are one of the few women I know who still looks great in a two-piece bathing suit. And, if I may say so, you looked great out of the two piece bathing suit.”

“Oh come on now, you’re just saying that.” Tonya didn’t believe him, “My breasts are nowhere near as big as Kate’s, and my thighs are too big, and…”

Ross cut her off. He opened his eyes and turned to face her. “What is it with you women that makes you so insecure, especially you women who are really gorgeous? It’s like the more beautiful you are, the more unsure of yourselves you become. Tonya, you of all people should be holding your head high. Take it from me, because I’m being perfectly honest with you. You are drop dead gorgeous. You have a great body. Your breasts are perfect – ideally shaped, and if I may be so forward, I have to admit that I was particularly fascinated by your nipples and large areolas. I found your breasts extremely attractive, and it was all I could do not to gawk and stare. They’re so different than what I am used to. All men like all women’s breasts. Size doesn’t matter. We are simply grateful every time we get to see them. But another thing, with you personally, what really catches a guy’s eyes first off is not so much your body, it’s your smile, your face, the sparkle in your eyes. And I say this in the nicest way, but I hope that I get another chance to see you naked again some day.”

“How can I take that the wrong way?” Tonya asked, surprised at the graphic detail he was using to describe her. Moreover, she was thrilled that he thought so highly of her.

“I just don’t want to seem like I’m coming on to you,” Ross said, knowing that deep in the deep recesses of his mind, he probably meant exactly the opposite. He went on, “It’s just that you women need to be more self-assured. You’d feel better, and enjoy life more if you were more secure.”

They heard a scratching noise and saw Kate coming back from the neighbors through the bushes, with a pair of what looked like binoculars around her neck. Tonya was disappointed. She could have used more of this praise, but she was already feeling better about herself than she had in a long time.

“Oh boy, we’re gonna have fun tonight,” Kate quickly said. “They’re going to Mackinac Island in an hour or so, so they gave me their night-vision binoculars to play with this evening.” Ross rolled his eyes, remembering how he and Kate had been spied upon the night before. “Tonya, why don’t you come inside and help me with prepping the marinade?”

Tonya got up, knowing full well that this was just an excuse to talk in private. She and Kate went inside, leaving Ross on the deck.

Once inside, Tonya refilled her coffee cup and took a seat in one of the high-backed chairs along the counter. She put her head in her hands and said, “So I’ve got to know, how much did they see? Did she apologize for being a voyeur?”

“Oh, quite to the contrary,” Kate responded. “She and her friend were very up front about it all, seemed to have enjoyed every minute of it, and made no apologies. Her friend Grace asked if we did that thing all the time. I said of course not. The she even asked me how many orgasms I had. Can you believe it? I had never met her before and she wants to know how many times I came. When I ‘fessed up and told her three, which was the truth, she wanted to know if she could borrow Ross one of these days before she goes back to North Carolina. They apparently saw every detail. Of course, sound travels very well over water, so they heard every detail too. I was shocked at how forward their conversation got in only ten minutes. She started to complain about her husband’s performance, going into detail about how long it’s been since she had even one orgasm with him, much less three. I think they would have liked to carry on talking for a couple more hours, but they had to get packing and on the road. Oh well, they’ll be back Sunday evening, and I’m sure we’ll be hearing from them then.”

Tonya was flabbergasted, “You had three orgasms? That’d be a modern day record for me, although I guess I might have been closing in on it last night. All that exhibitionism sure got me horny as I’ve been in years. And they wanted to talk about it all? Wow, they are a lot more open about things than I would ever be with a stranger.”

“OK then, just between friends, have you ever thought about watching another couple do it? Or how about having somebody watch you and Pat go at it? Along those same lines, which would you rather do, watch or be watched?” Kate asked.

“I guess I never really thought about it,” Tonya said, not convincingly. “Well, maybe the thought had occurred to me at some point. Why, how did you feel when you figured out you were being watched last night? Have you ever done anything like that before?”

“No, never,” Kate said. “But I have to admit that it turned out to be really exciting, especially for Ross. He was on top when we realized they were watching, so he was much more exposed and he knew it. And I think he figured out pretty quickly from their giggling that it was women who were watching him. If I had thought it was a guy who was watching me, I’d find it much more exciting. Heck, I’d probably like to get on top and put on a show. I’ve always found it stimulating to have men look at me. What about you?”

“I’m not sure I could do it. Put on a show that is. I might be able to watch you and Ross tonight if that’s what you’re getting at. Is it?” Tonya asked.

“No, that’s not where I was going, but maybe we should talk about that later, after I’ve had a few drinks,” Kate said, laughing. “After last night, Ross would probably jump at the chance. He came so fast and hard, I know he found it exhilarating. I’ll bet I can get him to come in less than a minute if you’re watching me do something to him.”

“No you can’t! And you wouldn’t, would you?” From Tonya’s tone of voice, Kate could tell that she’d probably like to see her try.

Both women’s thoughts drifted off momentarily. Kate relived the details of the previous evening. Being spied upon had been exciting, but she knew that Ross had found it much more so. Why was that? Kate quickly came to the conclusion that it had to do with being watched by members of the opposite sex. Would it have been more exciting if it had been Ruth and Grace’s husbands staring at her through the night vision binoculars? Definitely so, she decided.

The idea of watching and being watched was also running through Tonya’s mind. She imagined herself on the neighbors’ dock watching Ross and Kate, their naked bodies intertwined only a hundred feet or so away, clearly visible through the night vision binoculars. The more she thought about it, the more interesting it sounded, especially if she got to see more of Ross.

Then, she pictured the situation reversed, with herself out on the dock, on top, riding Pat, knowing that Ross and Kate were sitting on the deck watching her through the night vision binoculars. She doubted that she’d ever have the guts to put on such a show, but after she thought about it for a few moments, she had to admit that being watched seemed more erotic than just watching.

Tonya broke the silence, “So for you, what’s more erotic, having somebody of the opposite sex seeing you naked, or seeing somebody of the opposite sex naked?”

“Oh definitely being naked in front of a man, rather than the other way around. Don’t you agree? Don’t you think all women feel that way? ” Kate asked.

“I agree,” said Tonya. “Like last night, seeing Ross take off his clothes was nice – he’s got a great body, and I really enjoyed it. And don’t worry, I have no designs on your husband. But I could actually feel myself getting excited when I was taking off my own clothes in front of him. Not so much in front of Pat, because he sees me all the time. But having another guy seeing me naked was definitely more stimulating to me. Did you feel the same way knowing Pat was looking at you? So why do us women feel that way? Guys don’t think that way, do they?”

“No, I’m sure they don’t,” Kate answered. “Guys would rather see a woman naked. I don’t think that they get off at all on being seen. Well, maybe they do. Maybe I should call Ross in here and we can run an experiment.”

Tonya’s eyes lit up at the suggestion, but she didn’t press the point.

Changing the subject, Kate asked, “And if you were watching another couple? What would you like to see most? Would you only be looking at the guy?”

“Yeah, of course. I’d only be looking at the guy’” Tonya admitted. “I’d probably really enjoy watching another guy besides Pat have an orgasm. Of course, it’s been so long for me that I’ve forgotten what another guy getting off might look like.”

“So – and this is a purely hypothetical situation – if I called Ross in here right now and offered to give him a blow job right in front of you, would you get embarrassed and leave the room, or would you stay and watch?” Kate asked.

“I’d watch, if I was invited, but you wouldn’t really do that, would you? And he probably wouldn’t let you anyway, right?” Tonya was suddenly sitting up straight and looking very interested, and Kate noticed.

“Be careful what you wish for, because I’ll do it.” Kate poked her head out the door and said, “Hey Ross, a purely theoretical question for you – do guys think it’s more erotic to see a naked woman or to be seen naked by a woman?”

Ross thought about it for about a millisecond and said, “Definitely seeing a woman naked. Why?”

Kate continued, “So do guys think it’s at all erotic to be naked in front of a woman?”

“Yeah, sure, I guess. I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about it. It would definitely depend on the situation,” Ross answered. Kate turned to talk to Tonya and closed the door so that Ross couldn’t hear their conversation. Intrigued, he got up, walked into the house and asked, “I don’t know what prompted those questions, but I like where you’re going with this discussion. Can I sit in?”

“Yeah, but you have to take off your clothes, right here, right now,” Kate insisted. Tonya raised her eyebrows, enough of a change in her expression that Ross noticed.

“Seriously?” Ross asked, “You really want me to strip right now? If I do, what’s in it for me? Will you follow suit?”

“Follow suit, as in ‘birthday suit’? How about if I promise to make it worth your while? Tonya and I were just discussing something of this nature,” Kate quickly replied.

“Well, I, uh, uh, I, um. That’s not exactly how I pictured this,” Ross stuttered.

“This is exactly what we want to know. Do you feel excited sexually when a woman sees you naked? So I want you to get naked and tell me how you feel. Do you want me to help you out of your clothes, just like I did last night?”

Ross drew back into the corner of the kitchen as Kate moved towards him, following Tonya’s eyes all the while. He saw her watching him, and he let Kate pull his shirt over his head. He put up a brief struggle as she tugged at his shorts, but eventually, he relented and he was left standing naked, both women sizing him up.

As their eyes roamed over his body, he could feel his penis begin to swell. Kate quickly noticed it too, and she nudged Tonya, saying, “See? He’s starting to get hard.” Kate moved in, and took his penis in her hand, and massaged it slowly. “See? He obviously thinks it is erotic to be seen naked by a woman, so we’ve answered that part of the question.”

Ross could see Tonya’s eyes running up and down his body, but he did nothing to cover himself up. Kate noticed and asked him, “You like having her look at you, don’t you?”

“If you want to put my body on display, I’ll let you,” Ross said. “You know I like to do that with you. But just remember this when Pat comes back this afternoon. Paybacks can be a bitch.”

“OK, we’ll worry about that then,” Kate said as she moved closer to Ross, letting her hand slide down the front of his body, brushing against his penis. She looked down and could tell he was well on his way to getting erect. “But right now, I’ve got something else on my mind.”

Once again, Kate took her husband’s cock in her hand and rubbed it slowly and softly. With Tonya watching, it didn’t take very long before he was as hard and big as Kate knew he would get. She stepped back so Tonya could see everything. Kate looked at Ross and saw he was watching Tonya’s eyes, which were focused closely on his erection.

Kate suddenly got down on her knees next to Ross and started to kiss and lick his stiffened penis. His knees buckled slightly as soon as she took him in her mouth, and he moaned with obvious pleasure. “Oh my God, what are you doing? Don’t. Please don’t. I’m not going to be able to hold back. You’re going to make me come. Oh no. Do you realize what you’re doing?”

Kate took a quick glance at Tonya, and saw she had her hand over her mouth in obvious surprise. But Tonya was making no attempt to avert her gaze; in fact, she was watching intently.

Kate pushed forward until her lips reached his body. She was taking all of him deep in her mouth, her tongue rolling around the shaft of his penis. Ross started to quiver and shake. She knew he was going to explode soon, real soon.

Ross’ eyes darted back and forth between looking at Tonya and seeing Kate sucking on his cock. It was too much stimulus for him, and he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. He felt the orgasm rising within, and it couldn’t be stopped. Tonya was going to see him having an orgasm. He was going to come right in front of her, and he knew he couldn’t help himself now.

One last look at Tonya, seeing her eyes focusing on him, and he could feel the orgasm rushing upon him. His body started jerking violently as the waves of pleasure washed over him, the spasms ripping through him.

Tonya watched as his face contorted, his teeth clenched, his eyes rolled back. He let out muted, unintelligible sounds and his hips thrust reflexively as he poured his semen into Kate’s mouth. He sank back against the counter, twitching and jerking. Tonya noticed how he grunted and moaned in ecstasy without any sign of embarrassment or being the slightest bit self-conscious. The level of his voice began to subside as his orgasm wound down. Kate was still sucking on his cock, her mouth working expertly up and down the length of his penis, tonguing every last drop of semen out of him.

Ross’ eyes opened again and he looked straight at Tonya. The eye contact caused him to shudder and moan, almost as if he was having a second orgasm.

Tonya couldn’t believe she was witnessing all of this. How could her close friends feel comfortable doing this right in front of her? Comfortable? They were more than comfortable; they were truly enjoying themselves. Of course Ross was having a great time; he was still jerking and twitching as his orgasm ran its course. But Kate was looking very proud at being able to bring Ross so much pleasure.

But more interesting to Tonya was her own reaction. She wondered why was she enjoying the show so much? Not even a month ago, she would have been running upstairs in embarrassment. Now, she realized that she had actually loved watching. She could feel how wet she was getting – she knew she was literally dripping with excitement. If she was going to be running upstairs now, it would be to masturbate and bring on her own orgasm.

Ross was still twitching and gasping when he finally pulled Kate away from him. Tonya watched his flagging penis as it slid out of her mouth. It wasn’t as big as it had been a few minutes ago, and she could see it glistening in the sunlight coming through the big windows. Tonya watched as one last drop formed at the tip of his cock. Ross squirmed as Kate moved back in and licked it off.

He was spent, leaning against the counter, breathing heavily. Kate looked up at him and he smiled at her, helping her to her feet. “Thank you honey. That was wonderful. You are so good to me. I wish I could make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

Tonya couldn’t take her eyes off of Ross. There he was, ten feet away, right in front of her, still twitching occasionally as his orgasm wound down, naked but apparently not embarrassed. She saw that he was looking at her, a tired smile on his face.

Kate finally said, “Put your clothes back on and go back to your lounge chair.” Ross slowly complied and Kate shooed him back out onto the deck. “And Tonya, I hope you won’t tell anybody about this. Even Pat. I’ve never done anything like this before, so I’m hoping that it will be our little secret. What happens at the lake house stays at the lake house. I hope we didn’t embarrass you, but I just suddenly decided to do that. I’ve never done anything like that before, but I have to admit that I kinda liked it. I seem to have been getting a little crazy this weekend. I’m enjoying it, I know Ross is too, and I hope that you are too. Maybe we have to make it up to Pat somehow.”

“No apologies are necessary,” Tonya replied, still gaping in amazement. “You could probably tell since I stayed and watched with more than a little interest. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I have to admit that I liked watching. I really liked it. As in really, really liked it. I’m not sure I can reciprocate with Pat, but maybe if I have a few drinks later this evening, I might take him out to the end of the dock and you can fire up those night vision binoculars.”

“I’m going to hold you to that,” Kate said.

While making lunch, the two women continued to discuss their own sexual fantasies and what was keeping them from acting them out. They found that for the most part, they both basically wanted the same thing – to feel wanted, desirable and sexy. The two women decided that they both deserved to feel that way. The real question was – how to make their men make them feel like that?

After eating, Ross moved to his favorite place in the whole world – the end of the dock. Kate packed the trash and recycling into the car and asked, “Tonya, want to go with me to the dump? We could just drive into town afterwards and do some shopping, or should we save that for later?”

“No, I’m going to sit and nap in the sun for a while. Is that OK, or do you really want some company? Can we save the shopping trip for later?”

“That’s fine. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” Kate assured her, and she headed out the door.

Tonya walked out to the end of the dock where Ross was sitting, staring blankly out at the empty lake. He looked up and smiled at her as she arranged her beach towel on the other chair. “Well, I guess now I’m the one who should be embarrassed,” he said.

“Hey, like you told me earlier, you have no reason to be embarrassed,” Tonya countered. “You can tell you work out regularly because you have a great body, and you should show it off more often. Are you the one being the insecure now?”

“Point well taken.” Ross answered. “Yes, I probably was. But like you said about feeling that your breasts are inferior to Kate’s rather mammoth mammaries, I am not as big and burly as Pat, so I guess I know how you feel.”

“Well there’s no reason. Like I said, you’ve got a great body and I have enjoyed every minute of seeing you naked,” Tonya said, causing him to blush.

Ross continued, “Well, I guess my point is that being seen naked is one thing. Being witnessed in a full-blown orgasm is a much more, how should I say it – vulnerable, no, that’s not it. Open? Maybe. Exposed? Yeah, that’s it, exposed position. I’ve always felt that witnessing another person’s orgasm is like viewing into their soul. That’s why sex is so bonding. The experience makes you open up and let each other look into your inner nature, your very soul. So you have the advantage over me. Actually, if I was embarrassed, it was because of my performance. I don’t have the greatest endurance, even on my best days. I have to admit that you being there was the most erotic, sexy, stimulating feeling that I may ever have had. How long did I last? Maybe a minute?”

Tonya laughed and said, “Kate predicted exactly that. I think it was actually closer to two. I thought you did just fine, so don’t worry.”

“Well, I just couldn’t help myself,” Ross tried to explain. “Seeing you watching me was too much. Even now, just thinking about it, and I might have to jump into the water to cool off.” He got up and dove off the end of the dock. When he surfaced, he said, “That’s better.”

Tonya laughed as he climbed up the ladder and toweled himself dry. She rearranged the top of her tankini to expose her stomach to the late summer sun. Ross settled back in his chair and they both stared out at the open expanse of water.

“It’s amazing that on such a great weekend, there’s nobody out on the lake. Is it usually like this?” asked Tonya.

“Yeah,” Ross replied, “it’s a little busier down at the south end by the sandbar, but up here, you can sit out for an hour without a boat going by. In fact, it’s so peaceful and quiet here that Kate often sunbathes topless.”

“Is that a suggestion?” Tonya chuckled.

“I didn’t mean it that way. It was just a statement of fact,” Ross said. “But now that you mention it, feel free. I promise not to stare.”

Tonya looked around, and feeling reassured that nobody could see the two of them sitting on the dock, she pulled the top of her bathing suit over her head and let it fall next to her chair. She smiled when she noticed how Ross was looking at her out of the corner of his eye, and she felt her nipples getting hard as the soft breeze wafted across her naked torso.

“How long do you think it will be before Kate returns?” Tonya asked.

“It shouldn’t take her an hour or so,” Ross answered. “So, another thing I’ve been meaning to ask is why don’t you have any tan lines? It looks like you’re tanned all over.”

Tonya explained, “I’m pleased that you noticed. I have actually been laying out on my deck on my afternoons off, and Kate talked me into it when she came over one warm afternoon this past May. First she got me to lie out topless for a few minutes, just to get over my nervousness. Eventually, it progressed to full out nude sunbathing. See? I’m not such a prude after all, am I?”

“No, you certainly are not,” Ross admitted. “I have been pleasantly surprised at how relaxed you seem, especially now.”

They lay in the sun, chatting about everything and nothing for the better part of an hour. They were both aware that Ross’ eyes kept darting all over the exposed parts of her body, but they both enjoyed it. A couple of times, he found it necessary to roll over onto his stomach to hide the sight of his stiffening cock. Likewise, Tonya could feel a pleasing wetness lingering between her thighs the entire time they lay out in the sun.

Eventually, they heard Kate returning and Tonya pulled her top back on, saying “I don’t want her to find us like this.”

“Relax, nothing has happened, unfortunately,” Ross reassured her. “She’ll probably join us.”

Sure enough, Kate was already in her bathing suit, carrying a cushion and her towel out to meet them at the end of the dock. “So Tonya, has Ross talked you into sunbathing topless yet? Have you told him how you have been lying out on your deck completely naked? You should show him your tan lines, or should I say, the lack thereof.”

In response, Tonya laughed. “That’s exactly what we had been talking about earlier. And yes, I have been lying out here topless, but your husband has been a perfect gentleman. So why don’t you join us?”

Kate arranged her cushion and towel and sat on the edge of the dock. “I think I will. But first, I’m going to take a quick dip. And since I don’t really like the feeling of a wet bathing suit against my skin as I’m lying around, I’m going to take it off before I jump in.” she looked around and seeing no one nearby, she pulled off her one-piece suit and dove in. When she surfaced, she looked back at the dock and asked, “Why don’t you both join me?”

Ross chuckled and quickly said, “OK, I’m in,” but he didn’t budge.

“C’mon, take off that suit and jump in with me,” Kate persisted.

“OK, here I come,” Ross said as he finally stood up. He quickly slid his trunks down and Tonya got a great close-up of his bare ass as he dove in. He swam straight to Kate and picked her up in his arms, keeping her floating in the water that came up just below his shoulders.

“C’mon Tonya, join us,” Kate pleaded. “The water is wonderful.”

But just then, a commotion back up on the deck signaled that Pat had made it back from his fishing excursion. Soon enough, he walked out on the dock and sat in Ross’ chair next to Tonya.

“So, did you catch us some dinner?” Ross asked.

“No,” Pat replied slowly. “I always do catch and release.”

“Which means you didn’t catch anything, right?” asked Tonya.

“That’s right, not even a bite,” Pat confessed. “But it was great just being out on the river. I can’t imagine having a better time. What’s been happening around here? Nothing much?”

Tonya was literally laughing, and at almost the same time that Pat realized Kate was completely naked in the water. “Holy shit, Kate’s naked. Ross too?” Tonya nodded. “How long has this been going on? And Tonya, have you been participating?”

“I haven’t gone in the water yet. They’re trying to talk me into it, but I’ve been resisting.”

A few seconds later, Pat said. “I’ll do it if you do it.” He looked around and said, “Nobody but us four for miles around. It’ll be just like last night, right?” He took off his shirt, slipped off his shoes and slid quickly out of his pants and boxer shorts.

Standing naked in the sunlight, he offered his hand to Tonya to help her up out of the chair. As she stood up, he pulled her top up over her head, tossed in on her chair and pushed the bottoms down over her hips until they fell onto the dock.

They both looked at each other, surprised but inwardly pleased that they were actually standing naked together at the end of a dock in broad daylight. They lingered there, reveling in the freedom that only nudity can bestow.

Kate’s eyes were riveted on Pat. He was quite a hunk, and she wished she was closer to him so she could see his body better. She had enjoyed looking him over last night after he had lost in the strip poker game. He was built like a tight end – tall and broad-shouldered, a big burly guy with a trademark bad boy smile. Most women would love to have him wrap his arms around them. Actually, most women would love to wrap their legs around him.

Another thing Kate found fascinating about Pat was his almost complete lack of body hair. He had a great head of hair, and Kate couldn’t take her eyes off his thick patch of pubic hair, but his chest, arm, and legs almost looked like they were waxed or shaved.

By contrast, Ross had hair everywhere, and the older he got, the more it sprouted all over his body. It was even starting to bug Kate, and she had suggested that he look into laser treatment, especially for his back. But he’d have none of it, “At least I haven’t started to go bald,” was his response.

Pat dove in and rolled over, floating on his back, passing only a few feet from Ross and Kate. Tonya followed almost immediately, and the four friends frolicked in the refreshing water for almost a half hour. Not being shy, Kate spent more time talking to Pat, standing waist deep with her breasts well out of the water, completely exposed, nipples erect. Pat made no attempt to look anywhere but at her. Meanwhile, Tonya swam back and forth the hundred feet to the raft while Ross was making a futile effort to keep up a conversation.

When a boat was finally heard approaching, the girls ducked down in the water to prevent being spotted. After a day of unabashed nudity, the guys laughed at their attempts at modesty. The boat quickly passed a hundred yards offshore without so much as a look from its occupants.

But that was enough of a close call for Tonya. She swam back to the dock and climbed up the ladder and hurriedly wrapped herself in her towel. Pat chided her and threatened to swim to the dock and drag her back into the water. But Tonya refused, saying “Having you friends see me skinny-dipping is one thing, complete strangers is still another, at least for me. Plus, I’m getting chilled.” Without so much as dropping her towel, she slid her suit back on and sat down in a chair.

“Oh c’mon Tonya, that’s probably the only boat that will go by all afternoon,” Kate yelled. “It’s safe. Look, this is how secluded we are,” and with that, Kate climbed up the ladder onto the raft, dancing around naked and yelling at the top of her lungs.

Pat quickly swam out to the raft and joined Kate, dancing and whooping, both completely naked. Everybody noticed Kate’s large breasts as they bounced up and down as she danced and jumped. Even Tonya laughed, but she couldn’t be talked back into the water.

Eventually, Kate and Pat lay down on the carpeted raft, enjoying the late afternoon sun. Ross swam and lolled in the shallow water for a few more minutes before he joined Tonya back on the dock. They both watched as Kate and Pat brazenly looked each other over. Kate lay on her side, her head propped up on her elbow, her other arm drawn up, playing with her hair. In this position, Kate’s pendulous breasts were being pulled upward, displayed perfectly, featured just for Pat’s enjoyment. And from only four feet away, Pat was loving the view. He would have liked to lay there all afternoon, looking over this gorgeous, naked woman. He didn’t care if her husband and his own wife were watching from only about a hundred feet away. He only knew that the scenery out here on the raft was magnificent.

Kate was in her element. She felt so sexy. Here was this big hunk of a man, looking her over, all of her body exposed to his view and he was obviously enjoying himself. She loved being naked in front of such a wonderfully built specimen of manhood. The thought occurred to her that if she got to have sex with any man alive, even her own husband, she might just pick Pat. He was that good looking and desirable.

Kate rolled over to lie on her back while Pat shifted up onto one elbow. His eyes scanned her from head to toe. “God she has magnificent breasts,” he thought to himself, “and what I wouldn’t give to have one night with her”. He thought of all the women he had fucked over the years, and they were legion, but this woman might be the one he’d like to have the most, at least today. She was so lively, free and uninhibited, almost a polar opposite from his wife Tonya.

Kate could feel his eyes as they ran over her. She realized he was staring mostly at her breasts, but that’s exactly what she wanted him to do. She knew she had great tits, and she loved to show them off at every opportunity. She turned and looked down his body and was surprised to see that his penis was getting noticeably bigger. She felt proud that such a good looking guy was getting excited just by looking at her. She thought to herself, “I wonder if I would be satisfied if I fucked him just once, or would I want more? Could I ever get away with it? Probably not. Too complicated, and it probably wouldn’t be worth all the risks. Nice to fantasize about though.”

Kate and Pat lay on the raft talking for over an hour in the late afternoon sun. They were both completely dry by the time they looked back at the dock and realized that their spouses were both gone. “They must have gone back in the house. What do you think they’re doing? Should you and I worry?” Kate asked, laughing.

Pat laughed back. “Knowing my wife, I can tell you one thing I’ll bet they aren’t doing.”

“I don’t know, she’s been awfully risque this weekend. She might be taking it one step further,” Kate responded.

“Nah, ain’t gonna happen,” Pat said. “And I’ll also bet Ross is taking his afternoon nap, don’t you think?”

Kate laughed, knowing her husband’s second favorite afternoon activity was napping. Ross always said that a day couldn’t possibly get any better if he got to take a nap after his first favorite activity, which of course was sex.

Kate and Pat were both laying on their sides, facing each other, heads propped up, their bodies only three feet away with nothing, not even clothing in between. Pat reached over and brushed his hand along Kate’s breasts, his fingers sliding across her nipples. “You have absolutely magnificent breasts,” he whispered, as if anybody besides Kate could hear him.

She shuddered, not recoiling, but rather enjoying his touch. She looked back at the dock, and seeing nobody, she looked back into his eyes and said, “Thank you. I truly appreciate the compliment. Maybe in another lifetime we could have done more than just lay out here. But that’s all that can happen now. Too much is at stake.” She rolled over onto her stomach in a futile attempt to hide. She looked back at Pat and saw that bad boy grin of his and could only think of how much she would like to do whatever he had in mind.

She felt his hand ran down the side of her body, curling up across her butt and slowly massaging the small of her back. She felt the wetness rising between her thighs and she breathed deeply, wanting exactly what he wanted. She looked down his body and could see he was hard as a rock. She wanted so much to reach down and hold him, take hold of his cock, stroke it and feel its firmness. She could only imagine how good he would feel sliding in and out of her wet pussy. But not here, not out in the open in broad daylight, not with their spouses so close by.

Pat’s hand continued down her back, sliding in between her butt cheeks, finally plunging between the backs of her thighs. She felt his fingers probing the wetness between her legs, and she knew she couldn’t stop him. She didn’t want to stop him. At this point, he could have her right here on the raft, in broad daylight, no matter how easily they could be discovered by their spouses. It was as if she was paralyzed. The only thing she could do was spread her legs. She was his. He could do anything he wanted to her.

Suddenly, they both heard a sliding door, looked up and saw Tonya walking on the deck, headed back out to the dock.

“Uh oh, busted,” Pat said quietly. He rolled off the raft into the water. He surfaced and looked back at Kate, saying, “Let’s continue this discussion at a later date.”

“Just in the nick of time,” thought Kate. What would have happened if Tonya hadn’t come outside? Did she see them? Why had she been unable to say ‘no’? How much farther would they have gone out here on the raft in broad daylight? The answer to that question was very apparent to Kate – as far as Pete wanted to go.

She waited while Pat swam back to the dock before she slid into the water. He was talking to Tonya as she approached. Tonya confirmed that Ross was indeed napping, and she pointed out that it was getting time to think about dinner. The shopping trip would have to wait until tomorrow.

Kate took one last look at Pat as he toweled dry. Thankfully, she noted that the cool water had made his erection subside. Then she climbed out, letting Pat watch as she dried off. In spite of the long swim back into the dock, she still felt warm and wet between her thighs.

Both couples disappeared into their bedrooms for almost an hour. All four were smiling contentedly when they gathered for before-dinner cocktails.

The boys grilled the pork tenderloin and hung out on the deck while the women worked inside. “So you and Pat were out there on the raft quite a while,” Tonya eventually noted. “When was the last time you spent that much time naked with another man other than your husband?”

Based on Tonya’s tome of voice, Kate wasn’t sure if she was upset. Did Tonya see Pat groping her? “I’m sorry Tonya, I hope that I didn’t upset you. If so, please accept my apologies and I promise not to let it happen again. I hope it was OK. I mean, Pat missed all the fun this morning, so isn’t he entitled to a little thrill this afternoon?”

“Don’t worry, I’m just joking around,” Tonya reassured her. “Sure, he gets to enjoy himself, and I know he did. Both Ross and I could tell he would have laid out there until he was burned to a crisp, just to look at you lying there.”

“Well, I have to admit that he’s fun to look at too,” Kate confessed. “You’re a lucky woman to get to sleep with that kind of man every night. Ross isn’t bad, OK, he’s pretty darn good, but I’ll trade you any night you want. No, I don’t mean that, really. But a girl can fantasize, can’t she?”

Tonya laughed, “There are ups and downs to everything. Maybe I’ve just gotten used to it. Maybe I need to appreciate him more. He’s always begging for more sex, but I just haven’t been as interested as I was when we were younger. Except this weekend. Suddenly, it’s all I can think about. When I came back out to the dock, I wanted to ask Pat to come upstairs to our bedroom so I could fuck his eyes out. That would have been something different for us. Afternoon delight – when was the last time you and Ross did that?”

“Truthfully? Before today? OK, it was last week,” Kate answered. “Since he usually goes to bed well before I do, it’s become our preferred time for lovemaking. I think he also likes to be able to see when we’re having sex. He’s kind of a ‘lights on’ guy. And I obviously have no problem with being seen, as you may have come to the conclusion this weekend.”

Tonya was still laughing when the boys brought in the grilled pork.

The conversation at dinner was lively, fueled by multiple bottles of wine. Ross had picked out a pinot noir to pair with the pork, but Tonya had insisted on opening a bottle of her favorite – chilled pinot grigio. The pleasurable experiences of taste and smell added nicely to the sensual nature of the weekend.

Afterwards, Ross made his special Irish coffee, his secret ingredient being a heavy dose of Bailey’s to go with the Jameson’s. Ross always appreciated how Tonya would admire how he would put a cross of creme de menthe over the whipped cream, almost as if it was a difficult feat to master.

The four sat on the deck talking until just before sunset, when they moved out onto the dock to watch the colorful show. “It’s beautiful,” Ross said, looking at the glowing oranges and reds in the western sky. “But I have to be honest, it doesn’t compare with you ladies. You are both infinitely more beautiful than even the best sunset.”

“Oh thanks honey,” Kate giggled. “But you’re just saying that because you saw so much of us this weekend.”

After the sun had gone down, the boys retired to the living room and found a baseball game on TV, irking the two women. “Damn, I was hoping the Red Sox wouldn’t be on TV this weekend. Geez, we’ve shown them everything this weekend and they still want to watch baseball,” Tonya complained.

“Don’t worry, they’re playing in Boston, so it will be over soon enough,” Kate said, trying to lighten the mood. “At least the Tigers played this afternoon, so Ross isn’t so interested in this game.”

“Watch, with my luck, they’ll go into extra innings and I’ll be in bed before the game is over,” Tonya groused. “Pat’s going to miss his big chance – sex twice in one day.”

“Well, why don’t you just go in there and drag his big butt upstairs?” suggested Kate.

“If Pat’s given the choice between the Red Sox and me, he’ll pick the baseball game every time,” Tonya whined. “And God help me if they lose. Why is that game so important to grown men?”

“So, let’s take the night vision binoculars out on the dock and look at the Milky Way. Wanna do that?” Kate suggested. “I promise, it is amazing.”

Kate grabbed the binoculars from the counter and the two ladies walked outside. The moon was still high in the western sky, and seeing their way along the dock was not difficult in the moonlight. The problem was that the brightness of the moon washed out the stars, making it tough to see anything but the brightest points of light in the sky, even with the night vision binoculars.

The women turned their attention to the landscape around them. Tonya looked at the neighbors’ dock, and found that she could see an amazing amount of details. “I can read the nameplate on the side of their boat. It’s as clear as day. My God, if they could see you and Ross as well as this, they got a great show. They must have seen everything. This would leave nothing to the imagination.”

“By the time Ross and I were out here, the moon had set, so it was quite a bit darker,” Kate explained. “Right now, it’s just a bit earlier, and the moon goes down about an hour later each day. But is amazing looking through those things, isn’t it?”

“Yes it is,” Tonya agreed. She hesitated, but finally blurted out, “Were you really serious about coming out here with Ross this evening?”

“Sure. I’d do it. Do you think that would draw Pat away from the Red Sox game? And what about you? If we go first, would you be willing afterwards?” Kate asked. If she knew Pat was watching, she intended to put on quite a show. And at this point, Kate would do anything for a chance to see Pat in action.

“I’m not promising anything,” Tonya insisted. “But I’m not ruling out anything either.”

“Let’s go back up to the deck and sit up there,” Kate suggested. “You can see our dock perfectly from up there. It’s even closer than the neighbors’ dock, and the moon will be up for another hour or so. Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured. You’ve done more this weekend than I ever would have imagined.”

“Yup, I’m sure,” Tonya said. “Please never tell any of our friends I said this, but the thought really turns me on. Are you comfortable with this?”

“I am. Let’s do it.” Kate led the way back up to the deck. The two women sat down near the picnic table and looked down at the dock. The magnification of the binoculars was almost too much, and Kate showed Tonya how to dial it back. Then she called to Ross, “Hey honey, can you come out here for a minute? I need help with something.”

Ross showed up almost immediately. “The game’s getting boring. The Sox are way ahead. So, what’s up?”

“Can you come down to the dock with me? I need a big strong man to help me with something,” Kate said, stifling a laugh.

Ross was starting to get the feeling that something was up, but he dutifully followed his wife down the flagstone path and out onto the dock. “OK, what do you need? And does this involve something to do with Tonya having the night vision binoculars trained on us? Because I can see the little reddish infrared illumination light pointed this way. Are you being a naughty girl again? Tonya of all people is going to watch us twice in one day?”

“Just turn around and face her,” Kate insisted, as she pivoted Ross towards the deck. She hugged him from behind, running her hands up and down the front of his body. From behind, she pulled his shirt off and twirled her fingers around his nipples, which grew hard in the cool air. “I want her to see what turns you on, and I know this does.”

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