The clattering in the kitchen stopped instantly and Rick rushed into the room, obviously startled and alarmed. "What? What's wrong?"
"Adam won't let me cum unless you're here to watch, and I need to, so you can stand there and watch!"
I raised my head from Sue's crotch and looked at Rick, knowing my lips, cheeks, and chin were glistening with her juices. I had intended to just gloat a little, but instead started laughing!
"Nice apron Ricky, it suits you." He had rushed in so suddenly that he was still holding a dripping dish brush in one hand and had soap suds on the other, and was wearing a lace trimmed, pink-flowered apron tied around his neck and waist!
He looked down in surprise, and blushed to find himself in the frilly apron. He clearly had not intended for anyone to see that.
Sue laughed now too, her own needs momentarily forgotten.
"Oh Adam, if you like that you're going to love this! Ricky, why don't you get undressed and show us how you made yourself look so pretty for us tonight?"
Rick hesitated, then reluctantly began to undress, starting by reaching to untie his apron. I just had to do it: "No, leave the apron on, I think. It looks good on you. Don't you agree Sue?"
She did.
He stared at me, if possible blushing an even darker shade of red, but I thought I saw a small smile play across his lips.
He started again, unbuttoning and removing his shirt, pulling the collar out from under the apron string around his neck, then pulling off his shoes and socks. He raised the apron and unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his pants and lowered the zipper, at which point he hesitated again.
Sue prodded him. "C'mon Ricky, we're not going to let you chicken out now, show Adam how pretty you look."
I was really curious now. For Sue to willingly delay the orgasm she had been so desperate for only moments ago, this had to be good!
He slowly slid his pants down and stepped out of them, and stood facing us, bright red and eyes downcast.
Sue pinched me a little and whispered "Just watch!"
"Raise your pretty apron Ricky, show Adam."
He lifted the front of the apron, and I had to stifle a laugh. He was wearing tiny pink and white striped ladies panties (well, at least they coordinated with his apron!) easily a size or two too small for him, his erect cock making a very visible ridge up the front, and the thin band through the crotch, intended only to cover a female mound, struggling to contain his balls.
Struggling and failing, as one of his smallish testicles, pale and hairless, had escaped out the side and was doing its best to dangle free. Lifts and separates indeed; it looked fairly uncomfortable.
I barely contained my urge to laugh. "Very nice Rick, it takes a real man to so boldly wear pink panties. I'd have had to go with a more masculine color like black or navy myself."
We all three laughed then, until Sue looked back to Rick. "Tell him what else you did honey."
"I, uh, I shaved today."
It took me a second to realize what he meant, and I was somewhat taken aback when I did. "You did? You mean you shaved your, um, groinal region?"
Sue let out a little squeal of laughter "Groinal region, that's so funny! He shaved everything below his neck Adam, and I helped. Look at his legs."
Sue was right. Now that I looked more closely I could see that he was smooth all over. Incredible and crazy; I'd never have done it myself!
"Doesn't my husband look pretty? So nice and smooth like a little boy in little girl panties. Honey, this really makes your tiny dick hard, doesn't it?"
Clearly it did, and he nodded.
"Put your tiny little nut away before a squirrel gets it dear. Nobody wants to see that sad little thing hanging out."
And I thought I'd been cruel with the apron. Sue was hammering him pretty hard now, and he seemed to be loving it! As he tucked himself back in she turned to me.
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, I remember!" She grabbed my hair and pulled my face back to her wet, aroused pussy, and I began to go at her in earnest. I was really enjoying the taste and feel of her arousal, and I was finding that licking and sucking at her big hard clit was very exciting for both of us.
Soon she was moaning and bucking her hips, pushing her needy sex against my face, and when her orgasm began and her thighs clamped over my ears I just rode it hard, pressing my face into her and crushing her clit with my tongue, swallowing her rush of fluids. Ears covered, I could only faintly hear her crying out, but I knew she was cumming hard.
As her convulsions subsided and then ceased I raised my dripping wet face and looked at her. She looked a little dazed, but very happy, and I kind of mentally patted myself on the back. I think she had seen the fireworks!
I sat up, and Sue smiled up at me. "Good lord, Adam! And that was just the appetizer!"
I was glad she'd enjoyed it so much, but knew I couldn't take full credit. She'd clearly been aroused all day anticipating this, humiliating her husband was obviously and surprisingly turning her on, and we'd teased each other for the last ninety minutes, so she'd been more than ready for the release. I think she was also playing it up a little for his benefit. Still, I felt good about it.
I looked at Rick, and he was standing and staring, one hand under the front of his apron, no doubt touching himself. I motioned him over.
"Rick, come here a sec."
When he got close I grabbed the front of his apron and raised it, surprising him, and he quickly pulled his hand out of his panties. I don't know what he thought I was going to do to him when I grabbed the apron and pulled him toward me, but what I did was use his apron to dry his wife's pussy juices off my face, wiping under my chin and everywhere I could feel her moisture.
"Thanks, I knew that apron would come in handy."
He stepped back as Sue sat up on the loveseat and pushed at me.
"Stand up Adam, we need those pants off of you. It's my turn now."
"Sue, I thought that was your turn!"
She smiled. "It was, but I need a big cock, so I get another turn. Stand up."
I stood, facing Sue with my back toward Rick, but Sue had something different in mind.
"No, turn around. There, that's better."
She laid her head against the small of my back and reached her arms around me, deftly unbuckling my belt and opening the button of my jeans. With my zipper already open I was now pretty much at her mercy, and I noticed that Rick's eyes were closely following his wife's hands.
She grabbed my pants at the pockets and tugged them part way down so that my belt was now at the top of my thighs, and stopped there. She grabbed the flap on the right with her right hand, pulling it back, and let the fingers of her left hand wander up and down the part of my hard shaft, about half, that she had exposed.
I desperately wanted her to get my pants off of me and free my stiff and aching cock from this unnatural downward position in which it was trapped, but I let Sue do it her way.
"Look honey, most of his cock is still covered, but even just this part is still way bigger than your whole cock."
Rick was staring at us, and it felt very odd to be displayed like that, but for about the twentieth time I told myself to just go with it. It wouldn't be the last time I'd need that mental reminder, but the truth was I was at that advanced state of arousal where you will do almost anything. No doubt due to reduced blood flow to the brain.
Finally Sue took pity on me and pulled my pants down to my knees, allowing my cock to spring up and settle in a better position. In fact, a Cialis-induced position only about fifteen degrees or so off the vertical. I don't know about Rick or Sue, but I was impressed! I always thought my regular erections worked pretty well, but now I was achingly hard and huge, and it stuck out like a steel rod, an erection like I hadn't had in years. Maybe since high school, although that brought back a painful memory which I quickly squelched.
I was impressed with the effect of the drug, although I was also finding it a little startling. At least I had a few hours before I had to start worrying.
Sue wrapped her left hand around my cock and began stroking it slowly, sliding her hand lightly up and down the length of my erection. She pushed her right hand between my legs and began to fondle my balls, which were hanging pretty low in their sack in the warm house.
In fact, I was getting very warm, so I kicked off my shoes and unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, dropping it on the floor. Not relinquishing her grip on my genitals, Sue used her foot to push my jeans the rest of the way down, and I managed to pull my feet out.
