Chapter 2: A New Move
I moved back from Sandy and was leaning against the counter top; she was still bent over the kitchen island up on her toes. Man I loved that pose. Her wonderful legs are a work of art, the shapely calves more defined from the tension of being on her toes, giving way to slender, muscular thighs and higher yet to a very well rounded ass. Our combined juices from the morning's impromptu "quickie" were just starting to run down the inside of her thighs. Sandy settled back onto her feet, flipped her long wavy brown hair back over her shoulder as she rose to her elbows and looked over her shoulder at me. Her ample breast was just visible behind her arm. "Honey, are you sure you don't mind that I go over to Tonya's for the party? I hate that you aren't able to go."
"It's fine Sandy, you know I need to have a draft report ready for the boss by tomorrow." I was almost certain she waited until this morning to spring it on me knowing full well I was barely half finished with the report. She smiled coyly and lowered herself to the floor. She cradled my balls in her left hand and gently stroked my rising cock in her right. "Its no big deal really, Tonya has a cousin coming in from out of town and wanted to have a little get together. I think there are only about a dozen people who will be there. It probably won't last past 10 pm anyway."
She guided my now hardened cock to her mouth and began to lick gently on the head. "Erika will be there so at least I won't feel like the third wheel with everyone else being a couple." My cock inadvertently twitched at the mere mention of Erika. Sandy glanced at me for a quick second with a quizzical look then engulfed half of my cock. She continued sucking on me as my mind drifted back to last night. Erika is 20, 5'2" with awesome curves and straight brown hair that hangs to her shoulder blades. Sandy and Erika for the past several months have been carrying on a lesbian affair, right here in my kitchen! I haven't missed a show yet and although I am certain Erika knows, particularly after last night, that I am there watching and masturbating I don't believe Sandy knows.
Last night was no exception. Erika had maneuvered Sandy into a 69 on the floor. Sandy was bent over the top of Erika and I was afforded the view of Erika teasing my wife's clit with her tongue while she slide her index finger in and out of Sandy's virginal ass. This was a new twist, as Sandy had never allowed me entrance of any kind to her ass. The breakfast nook with its many hanging plants and deep shadows allowed me the perfect view, and camouflage as long as Erika kept moving Sandy to the near end of the island.
I shot my load and was not too careful where it was aimed. Erika looked wide-eyed at me as a few drops reached her forehead. The imploring look in her eyes told me I needed to clean up so Sandy would not find out I was there. I crawled slowly forward with the napkins and wiped the mess from the floor and Erika's forehead, then leaned in and kissed her briefly on the forehead before sliding away and leaving for the bedroom. I had barely left the kitchen when I heard both women gasp in the throws of their imminent release.
Sandy swallowed my seed. We both headed for the showers and then to work.
I left the office early so I could go home and work undistracted on the draft. The phone was ringing as I entered the house. "Oh hello Deke! I was just going to leave a message for Sandy. What are you doing home at noon?" I told her about the report and she said that since I was home, she needed to come by and see me for a little surprise. At 2:30 I was considerably farther on the report than I had been and had almost forgotten about Erika when she came bursting through the door. My cock harden at the prospect of what was in store for me, however, all hopes were quickly dashed when she said she only had a couple of minutes, handed me a software package, told me to load it and said I would not be disappointed. I was taken aback and she giggled then jumped in to my arms and kissed me before rushing back out. As instructed the software for a remote camera was installed. I had no idea what she was planning. Needless to say I got a little bogged down in the report.
That evening Sandy emerged from the bedroom wearing a sundress and sandals. The soft material hanging loosely around her curvaceous body shifted gently as she sauntered over and kissed me goodbye before leaving for Tonya's. I was so engrossed in finding the perfect conclusion to my report that nearly an hour had passed before I finally put the last period in place and remembered where she had gone. I figured on surprising her and was passing the computer after having showered and changed when I caught sight of the software box Erika had left earlier. Curiosity got the best of me and I initialized the program. To my surprise the camera was on and showing a view of Tonya's living room. From the angle I figured that Erika must have attached the remote camera to the banister about halfway up the stairs. At first all I could see was the back of Tony's head and shoulders while he sat on the couch.
Tonya and Tony lived on the next street in a beautiful old two-story home. Tonya stands 5'7" with black wavy hair to her waist and big brown eyes. She got her Latino heritage from her mother and loved to show off her figure in tight fitting shorts and halter-tops. Tony has got to be nearly 6'5" with broad shoulders and narrow hips. He is a very dark-skinned black man that maintains a very fit physique aided by his construction job and an avid love for playing all sports. Tony and I go way back to childhood. Another man, Hispanic, obviously Tonya's cousin moved into the picture, sat down next to Tony and handed him a beer. Not being able to hear what was happening I was about to shut off the cam and head over to their house when Tony stood.
