I had often thought something funny was going on at home when I went to work, but I didn’t confirm it until just this past week. I have been married to my wife for 4 years, and recently she was acting very peculiar.
Each day she would rush me off to work, and then not answer the phone when I would call home during my lunch hour. I finally decided to find out exactly what was happening behind my back. Last Monday I got ready for work just like usual, and kissed my wife as I went out the door. What she didn’t know was that I drove my car down the street and snuck back to the house unnoticed.
I went around the back of the house and quietly came through the patio door, looking for a place to hide in the house. I heard the water running, so I knew she was in the shower. I ran into the living room, an area where we usually don’t walk, and hid behind the couch.
After about a half hour of hiding, I began to think nothing unusual was going on, but that is when the phone rang. I could tell it was Ginger, our hot little next-door neighbor. Ginger and my wife were great friends, and often did things together. From what I could tell my listening, Ginger was going to be coming over to go into the hot tub with my wife.
After hanging up, my wife went running into the bedroom, obviously to get changed, and came out wearing her skimpiest thong bathing suit. The suit is called a suspender suit, because the top is made up of nothing more than two straps that run over her nipples, just as suspenders would. I instantly get a boner whenever I see her in this, because often times the straps can not contain her bouncy juggs, and her nipples slip off to either the sides or the middle.
Most of the time when this happens she doesn’t even bother trying to cover up, because her big boobs will just slide right out again. I thought it was strange that she was wearing this suit with Ginger, but I didn’t complain. As she walked out to the backyard, I ran upstairs to the bedroom window that overlooks the hot-tub. My wife slowly slid into the water and sighed as the steam came up out of the hot water.
It was not long before Ginger showed up wearing her normal two-piece, and the girls said hello and began to talk. Ginger had a small little carrying case in her hands, but I couldn’t make out exactly what it was. Ginger sat on the side of the tub, and commented on how full and firm my wife’s breasts looked floating in the water. My wife smiled when she heard this, and pushed the straps to the side so Ginger could feel them. I heard Ginger say no wonder why Greg loves your titties so much; they are so perky and bouncy.
Greg, Ginger’s husband, is a good guy who I had often gone golfing with in the summertime. Greg and Ginger often came over to go in the hot tub, and apparently he must have told Ginger that he enjoyed looking at my wife’s boobs while we were soaking in the water.
Many of the guys in the neighborhood were jealous of Greg, because before meeting Ginger, he had been a male underwear model. Ginger was not shy about telling all the women in the neighborhood that Greg had a very big pecker and knew how to use it.
I couldn’t believe what happened next, as Greg walked into the backyard wearing nothing more than his swim trunks. He smiled and said hello to my wife, and proceeded to bend over and give her a long hug, mashing my wife’s bare tits into his chest. I couldn’t believe my wife didn’t cover up when Greg showed up; usually she is very shy in her suspender suit. Instead, here she was with her hard nipples and large C-cup boobs on full display for Greg to see and admire.
It was then that I realized what Ginger was carrying, as she unzipped the case and pulled out a camera. She wasn’t going to get in the water at all, but instead was going to film my wife and Greg. Greg began to do this little dance for Ginger, who was filming him on the camera. He danced slowly up to my wife and grabbed her hands, making her dance with him. This is when Greg moved my wife’s hands down to his trunks, and placed each of her hands on either side of his hips. Ginger was laughing and moved in closer to film the action.
My wife let out a giggle and in one motion yanked Greg’s truck down to his ankles. There, pointing straight up, was the cock that Ginger talked so much about, and I have to admit that it was quite a sight to see. Long and thick, with a huge head, Greg’s cock was definitely one of the biggest I had ever seen, in movies or in real life. All three of them started laughing together, and I heard Ginger say that Greg has been so happy since they started making movies together 3 months ago.
Well, that gave me my answer about the funny business that was going on when I would go to work. Apparently the three of them had been making movies everyday I was at work. My wife started the action by grabbing and stroking Greg’s extremely large dick with both hands.
Ginger was moving around the hot tub, trying to get the best angle to which to film from. I felt jealous when my wife popped the head of Greg’s cock into her mouth, and really began to suck him for all she was worth. She took her lips off his pecker to turn to the camera and say to Ginger that his shaft and head are so big she can only get a couple inches of him into her small mouth. This is when the action got real interesting, as Ginger started telling Greg and my wife how she wanted them to get positioned in the tub.
