"Henry. He just moved to the area, and used to date Emma when we were at university. Is that ok?"
"Yeah, absolutely. So I just sit here on this chair?"
"If that works for you. I don't think he's down with you joining in."
Rob laughed. "Me neither! I love you."
"I love you too." She leaned over to kiss him, then stood up and turned around before walking back over to Henry.
When she stood opposite him, he leaned over to kiss her, and she kissed him back hungrily. Rob shifted slightly in his seat, realising that not half an hour ago this hadn't even been on the radar yet now he was watching his wife passionately making out with this good looking man.
After a minute or so their hands started to explore each other, Henry's hands reaching for her ass and squeezing, drawing a gasp from Caitlin as he started to kiss her neck, an area that Rob knew just worked for Caitlin in getting her going. Her hands were on his back but then one also went to his ass, feeling him too.
He broke away and, taking her hand, led her over to the bed. As they stood next to it, Henry reached for the white, woollen jumper that Caitlin was wearing and lifted it up and over her head, leaving her in just her black bra, and then reached down to undo the belt and buttons on her jeans, before he slid his hand inside, drawing a louder gasp from Caitlin.
He kissed her roughly as his hand worked inside her jeans, and Rob could see Caitlin really responding, her own hands reaching for his belt and undoing his jeans. God, this as hot as I thought it would be, thought Rob, resisting the temptation to touch himself, hopeful that he'd get his time with Caitlin later.
Henry broke the kiss and pushed Caitlin back on to the bed, pretty roughly, but from the look on her face as she lay there she didn't mind. Clearly Henry liked to be quite dominant in bed, but this was interesting to see for Rob as Caitlin liked to be too... anything remotely submissive wasn't her style.
He reached for her jeans and pulled them off leaving her in just her underwear, a black thong to match her black bra, lying there breathlessly looking up at Henry. Rob realised that if he'd not been there at that moment Caitlin would never have noticed, so completely fixated was she on Henry, looking up at him, biting her lip.
Henry looked at her intently for a few seconds, a look that left no ambiguity as to his intentions. Then he spoke, the first time that Rob had heard his deep voice, almost a growl. "On your hands and knees."
Rob smiled inwardly, just about hiding his derision, knowing that Caitlin simply did not respond to being told what to do. He could see this going south pretty quickly, and mentally was preparing himself already for the 'at least we tried it, never again' chat.
Except, to his complete astonishment, she did exactly as she was told, rolling over on to her front and pushing on to her hands and knees. Caitlin glanced over at Rob, and when he gave a quizzical look she looked away again, unable to make eye contact with him. Hot, thought Rob, but confusing.
Henry climbed on to the bed behind her, dragging down her underwear so that was by her knees, leaving her ass exposed. He quickly unbuckled her bra and it fell down, her size C breasts hanging free. To all intents and purposes she was naked, waiting for him. From Rob's perspective, side on, it looked so, so hot, seeing his wife like that. He'd never had this perspective before and she looked amazing.
Caitlin stole another glance at him, almost an apologetic look, and Rob reassured her with a smile, mouthing, "Are you ok?". She gave a small nod and then looked over her shoulder at Henry.
In the meantime, Henry had unbuckled his own jeans, pulling his rock hard cock out. He had the rest of his clothes on but Rob sat up in surprise at the sight, Henry's large, thick cock noticeably bigger than his own. He saw Henry look at him, and while he and Henry made eye contact Henry slid hard into Caitlin, hands on her hips to pull her on to him, a cry of pleasure coming from her lips.
Henry held himself there inside her for a moment, the juxtaposition of him fully clothed and Caitlin naked save for her underwear around her knees making it even hotter. Then, with a wink at Rob, he pulled back and thrust in to her hard, drawing another half moan, half cry.
From then, his focus shifted entirely back to Caitlin, fucking her hard and rough. Rob was seeing a side to Caitlin that he never knew existed, and he'd never known her to enjoy doggystyle at all... it had always been a position for his enjoyment, not hers. But the noises coming out of her mouth, her erect nipples, how flushed she was, they all told Rob that there was something there that he'd just never managed to unlock.
After a few minutes he saw Henry adjust his hands, moving his left hand to grab Caitlin's hair in a rough ponytail, pulling her head back. To Rob's knowledge she had never been in to anything remotely like that, but she was responding, her moans getting louder, and she didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, far from it, it seemed to push her on.
He saw Henry draw back his left hand and slap her ass, hard, hard enough to make a loud noise and leave a red mark. But rather than complain, or tell him to stop, as the Caitlin that he knew and loved would have done, she simply dug her fingers in to the bed covers and seemed to brace herself against his thrusts harder.
"You like that?" he growled as he planted another slap on her ass.
A pause, and then she replied, "Yes... " A sigh, then, "More please."
Smack. "You want more?" Caitlin nodded and there was another smack. She looked over to Rob and looked away again quickly, her cheeks flushed whether from arousal or embarrassment that he was seeing this side to her he didn't know.
After spanking her some more, Henry tugged on the hair and used his other hand to pull Caitlin up, so that she was on her knees upright, her back against Henry's chest, and he could kiss her neck, Caitlin desperately craning her neck to try to kiss him back, just managing before another hard thrust broke them apart. For Rob, it was insane watching this guy's cock slide in and out of his wife, seeing his balls swinging with each thrust. Absolutely insane, and insanely hot.
And then, Rob got to watch his wife cum, her breathing getting faster, her moans getting louder, until he saw it roll through her whole body, a tremor running through her, her arms tensed and clawing at Henry, while Henry fucked her through it, drawing it out and pushing her through until he let go and she collapsed on her front on the bed, Henry still kneeling behind her.
She lay there, seemingly stunned, for a minute, then she turned her head to look at Rob, a look that was entirely unfathomable and unreadable. It was intense, it was serious, but somehow her eyes still said that she loved him, as if through that look she was thanking him for making what just happened happen.
Behind her, Henry had climbed off the bed and taken off his clothes, standing naked, his still rock hard cock standing proud and heavy from his body. He was in great shape, a body that many men could only dream of having, toned and muscular without being over-worked. Rob could see why Caitlin would have chosen him for this.
In fact, Rob had to admit that despite being an entirely straight man, he was having a few thoughts of his own at the sight, there was something so carnal, so erotic, so powerfully dominant about him. Rob realised with a thrilling shock that if Henry had told him to, he'd have had little hesitation in helping him out with that erection... a thought so alien and forbidden to him that he felt himself hardening even more to think it.
But Henry didn't. Instead, he lay down on the bed and said to Caitlin, "Come here."
Again, she didn't object and simply obeyed, pushing wearily off her front and turning round, on her hands and knees again, between his legs. She wasted no time in taking his cock in her mouth, and Henry reached down to bunch her hair up again to keep it out of the way, using his hand to control her pace. Again, this was something she never let Rob do, another unexpected side to his wife. And again, so so hot.
It didn't take long, but as Rob saw Henry start to cum he also saw him pull Caitlin's head down on to his cock, making her take as much as she could in her mouth, and he saw her struggling slightly to take it, and then it was over, and he saw some of his cum dribble out from her lips along with a long line of spit as she finally left her head away, catching her breath.
"Good girl," said Henry, stroking her head. "But I'm not done with you."
