I stood in the shower, much as I had earlier in the day. I thought about Jason dozing in his room and of Will lying in bed, waiting for me. I wasn't sure what was happening here. It wasn't love, but it was more than just sex.
After Will and I had masturbated me, Jason had gotten up and walked inside the house, the door slamming shut behind him. Will and I had stayed outdoors for a while longer and he stripped his clothes off to curl against me. We talked quietly and kissed passionately and before I knew it, he was making love to me gently. His touch was tender, something that had been missing after years of marriage and kids. We took our time, discovering one another's bodies, and when he entered me, he did so carefully, taking his time as if I might shatter should he move any faster.
He lowered his body onto mine, his arms wrapped around me, and he slowly moved his hips to make it last. "I love you Janie." Will said, his whispered voice tickling my ear. "That will never stop."
Tears burned my eyes. Will hadn't called me Janie in so many years I couldn't count. I clasped my hands behind his neck and held him close. "I love you too, Will." I managed to say before my orgasm peaked and my body was rushing down after it.
"Oh, Janie, yes, baby." Will whispered, rising up and moving faster to his own end. As his body tensed and he shouted his pleasure, I turned my head to the house. There, at the windows, Jason was stroking his dick as he watched. When Will collapsed onto my chest, I saw Jason cum and as he threw his head back his mouth formed a word. I knew that word ~ it was my name.
By the time Will and I got up and made it inside, Jason was in the kitchen, pulling food out for the grill. I looked at him and he at me. He knew I saw him. I went to clean up and then slipped an oversize tee shirt and panties on before heading back to the kitchen. Jason and I prepared supper in silence, our bodies brushing together accidentally on purpose, but it wasn't until I came to get the chicken from him that he pulled me close and kissed me.
"You saw me." He said, his tone firm.
"Yes." I answered, dropping my eyes to the platter I held. "I liked it too. Now I know why you watch us."
Jason was quiet as he transferred meat from the grill onto the platter. As he placed the last piece there he said, "If I don't get the chance later, I want to say thank you."
I looked into the deep hazel of his eyes and for a moment lost my breath. I finally managed to squeak out, "For what?"
Jason grinned easily. "This weekend, coming here, giving yourself to me." He tugged at a strand of my hair. "Since Rose and I divorced, I haven't used this place much. I haven't even dated. I just didn't feel like dealing with any of it."
"And now?" I asked, tilting my head to the side as I looked at him.
"And now I could bring you here every weekend and make love to you in every room of this house," he sighed and turned to close the grill cover.
I felt a huge knot in my throat. I also felt my knees weaken and my pussy grow damp at the thought of what he said.