Lane woke in the early hours. His waking erection making him feel aroused and sensual. His cock lay under him like thick warm log and he pushed into the sheets enjoying the feeling of his hardness. He rolled over to cuddle up to his beautiful, Asian wife Colleen. Wanting to wake her with his lips on her soft inner thighs and treat her to this firm shaft. Sliding his hand across the sheets. The bed is warm but Colleen isn't there.
Where is She? Lane listened intently in the darkness. The bedroom door was open to the hallway and directly across the hall was their spare bedroom where Lanes old friend Clint was sleeping. Everyone had far too much to drink at their house warming party and Clint was in no condition to be driving home.
Whispers came faintly through the darkness. A bed creaked and lane heard hushed voices and then silence. A moan, faint and obviously trying to be quiet. Lanes shaft jumped with exhilaration at what was happening. The bed creaked again and then he heard the unmistakable sound of Colleen sighing.
Lane felt his excitement building with the realisation that his beautiful, young wife was in bed with Clint. The bed creaked loudly and Colleen let out a gasp of surprise. Lane heard the bed moving and steadily building into a rhythm. With every creak of the bed, Lane knew his friend was plunging into His wife. He imagined her lips stretched tight around Clints thick, hard shaft, violating her married pussy
Lane stroked his aching cock as he listened to the sounds of His sexy young wife being fucked only a few feet away. The bed creaked louder and louder, faster and harder, banging into the wall as Colleens body was used by Clint. The pounding grew and became a frenzy of deep hard thrusts and then a low growl of pleasure rose to an almost pained cry as Lane listened to the primal sound of another man cumming, deep inside his woman.
The creaking slowed and stopped. The deed was done. Lane pictured his wife laying under Clint, her legs spread with his spent shaft softening inside her. Minutes passed as Lane listened to their hushed whispers in the night. The bedroom door opened and Colleen slipped from his room and quietly crept across the hallway.