It had been two weeks since our road trip to Gail and Rick's house. Though we had talked about out trip a number of times, another trip was never mentioned.
We had an uneventful week and we both were looking forward to a quiet evening at home Friday night.
My wife arrived a little later than usual and obviously had something on her mind. I knew when the time was right she would tell me what it was. Dinner was fine, and we drank a little white wine as we cleared the plates and cleaned the dishes.
As everything was put away and I ventured into the television room she said, "Gail called, she wants us to come over at 9:30."
I looked at her and my stomach fluttered.
"She said she has something to show us. She wants us to let ourselves in and be totally quiet. She'll let us know what to do when we get there."
"Really, what do you think this is all about?"
"I think Rick is having a coming out party so to speak, but my guess is, he doesn't know it yet."
I just looked at her wondering what we would see when we arrived.
"Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower and get cleaned up. Then we can spend the next hour or so keeping you nice and hard before we go."
I was already pretty horny, so an hour of stimulation would be a little tough, but I loved being teased and having to wait to cum, so I was up for it. In fact, I looked forward to it.
I returned after my shower wearing only a bathrobe. My wife patted the couch next to her and I sat down. I was already hard from performing a touch up shave of my cock and balls. She opened my bathrobe and started slowing taking me to the edge of orgasm, time and again over the next hour as we talked. She used her hands and her mouth, with lots of ball squeezing. I was a good boy and told her when I though I was ready to cum, so she could stop and there were no accidents.
After an hour or so she said, "Go upstairs and get dressed. Just put on a pair of chinos, a polo shirt and boat shoes. That way if Rick is naked, it will be that much more embarrassing for him being the only one undressed. Plus we'll still be able to see the outline of your hard on."
I did as I was told.
We left for their house and were there in about 15 minutes.
We parked, walked to the door and slowly open it, being as quiet as could be.
We could hear music playing from the basement, not too loud but obvious. There was a note on the entrance way table, written in a woman's handwriting.
"Be very quiet. Take off your shoes and come downstairs to the basement. Don't say a thing, I don't want Rick to know you are here yet. This will be fun, thanks for coming."
I looked at my wife and we both made a face expressing our bewilderment. We kicked off our shoes and headed to the partially opened basement door. The music was obviously loud enough to cover any noise our barefoot steps or movements might make. Clever of her, she was thinking ahead.
When we entered the finished basement the scene was pretty much what my wife had expected.
Standing in the middle of the room, facing us was Rick. He was naked and hard. His wrists were through the end loops in two ropes attached to a beam in the ceiling. He was not tied, but the rope was strong enough to hold his weight if he needed it. It obviously was a play bondage scene. His legs were spread about shoulder width, and he was blind folded with one of the eye shades you get on airplanes.
Gail was standing in front of him in a pair of shorts and a bra. She looked over her shoulder at us and smiled. One hand was slowly and lightly raking her nails up the shaft of his erection and around the ridge of his cock head. He was jerking under the stimulation, her other hand was lightly pinching and pulling his nipples, slowly and sensually.
She turned away from us to concentrate on Rich, working on his cock head with her nails for about 5 minutes. The poor guys was really bucking and moaning. She was relentless, coaxing him harder with her nails and fingers just around his cock head, but not enough friction to allow him to cum.
This scene had obviously been going on for a while, Rich was breathing heavy and pre-cum was dripping from his cock.
Gail pushed her finger nail into the slit of his cock and scooped some lubricate onto her nail and put it is his mouth. There was no resistance, he accepted it gladly.
She said to Rick, "Honey, I'm going to let you come pretty soon, I promise. You have been a very good boy waiting a week for this orgasm and I want it to be a real fireworks display for you. Have you liked your week of teasing?"
Rick: "Yea, I have, more than I ever thought I would." He gasped.
She slowly moved around behind him pressing her chest into his back while continuing to play with his cock, balls and nipples in a reach-around, for our benefit.
As I watched I couldn't believe a cock could be harder. But just two weeks ago, I was getting the same treatment, and I wasn't blindfolded and unaware of my observers. Talk about embarrassing and stimulating. I wished I was Rick right now.
