It had been 6 or 8 months since Surena and I had last visited them in their small desert town. On that weekend we had swapped partners for the first time. We all enjoyed ourselves but, we hadn't heard from them in 4 or 5 months when the phone rings. It's Bob.
"Hi, guys...what's up?" Bob was passing through town and was wondering if he could catch a shower and get a little shuteye? Of course, we agreed and a few minutes later he was at the door. You never know who's going to walk in when it comes to Bob. He's been a race car driver, a cowboy, a "Hell's Angel", a trucker and God knows what else. I couldn't begin to count how many cars and motorcycles he's owned and sold since I've known him. One thing about Bob, there's never a dull moment even when he's pissing you off.
After he took a shower and Surena washed his clothes, we smoked a joint and caught up on things. As usual, I had to supply him with some sweats to relax in. All he had was his less than clean jeans, a shirt, and a jacket. He doesn't get out of them much when he's on the road. Soon, the conversation turned to sex as we recalled the last time the four of us were in the hot springs together. That was a night of lusty pleasures.
Bob asked if he could see us having sex. We tossed the idea around for a while and finally agreed. He called Jessica to see if she would mind. I thought that was considerate of him to consult her before doing something as bold as this. He told Jessica he only wanted to watch and didn't expect anything more to happen. Surena took the phone and talked to Jessica for a while. Jessica said we could do whatever we wanted. She trusted us and at least her husband would be in 'good hands'.
I started things by opening Surena's robe, exposing her breasts. Bob's eyes were on us and Surena's breasts. I divided my attention between each mound as I squeezed and sucked the nipples, teasing Bob. Her nipples now dark and erect in the subdued light. I rolled one between my thumb and forefinger. Surena flinched and moaned, signaling that she was getting excited. I knew tonight would make her hot. She was an exhibitionist and liked men looking at her, wanting her. It made me hot watching her tease guys when we were out on the town, knowing that I would be in for some great sex that night.
Many nights when we went out to clubs, Surena would wear a dress or skirt with no panties. It gave me easy access to her and she could 'accidentally' flash other men. Sometimes she would dance with them and press against their leg during a slow dance. Some men would get hard right there on the dance floor. Embarrassing for them, a hoot for us. She loved to tease and I loved to see the men's reactions. It made us both hot. Sex on those nights was especially passionate because of the public foreplay.
Now, Bob watched as I entertained Surena's body. His loose sweats belied his calm exterior. What was once a bulge in his sweats had grown to almost escaping the waistband. His hand found and caressed his erection.
I opened Surena's robe to expose her close-cropped mound. Bob's cock twitched. She spread her legs to show her slit, already wet and dewy. Her clit now rose from between swollen lips, begging for a kiss. Surena and I loved oral sex and spent hours trading oral delights. I slid my finger along her wet opening tantalizing her and our spectator. Bringing a finger to my mouth I tasted her sweet nectar. Bob had his cock out, stroking it. I knelt between Surena's thighs to give her what she wanted as she stared at Bob's cock.
Pushing her legs over the arms of the chair revealed her clean-shaven pussy. Bare except for a small heart shaped patch of hair on her mound that pointed to her clit. She said she loved the feeling of her naked lips sliding together. I liked it because it exposed her treasures to me whenever I caught a glimpse of her bending over. It made me aware of my own desires. When we traveled I would ask her not to wear panties, and to wear a dress or skirt. That way I could finger her or see her touch herself as we drove.
I played the scene for Bob as if he were the audience in a live sex show, making sure he could see what I was doing. My tongue teased her hot furrow. My hands squeezed and fondled her breasts as I lapped away at her wetness. Backing away, I spread her pink lips with my fingers to let Bob see her engorged clit. The wetness reflecting the flickering light from the television. A trickle of nectar ran down her ass to deposit itself on her robe. Her delighted moans signaled intense excitement. I knew she wanted to fuck right then.
Rising from my knees I said, "It's time for bed." I took her hand helping her from the chair. A wet spot was visible on the front of my pants where my cock hung long and heavy. I motioned for Bob to follow us into the bedroom where he sat in silence a few feet from the bed. Surena dropped her robe and laid on the bed. She was compliant as if in trance, yielding to my every lead. I spread her legs wide and returned to oral sex. She shuddered with delight.
"You like watching Bob?" I asked. He nodded, smiling as he continued to stroke his own fat cock.
