This is another chapter in the story of me screwing another man's wife, at his request and with him watching. We had ended up in a motel room the first night I met Brenda. Their sex life has gotten stale and without imagination, and bob answered my ad.
"I'LL FUCK YOUR WIFE WHILE YOU WATCH"
We had dinner, she liked me and I liked her so we ended up fucking while her husband watched. A week later, Brenda called me and asked me for instruction on giving blow jobs. She took right to it. Bob told me that their sex life had improved dramatically. Brenda was insatiable, wanted to suck or fuck her husband every day and became more and more daring.
The next chapter came about when Bob and Brenda invited me to dinner at a local restaurant. They said they just wanted to thank me and to get to know me better. What had started as a sexual encounter was evolving into a friendship. Usually, it was the other was around. It was unique to find a couple like the Moore's (not their real name). I wasn't sure if they expected another liaison with me or just dinner. I found out after we were finished with dinner.
We were walking in the parking lot to our cars when Brenda and Bob were whispering to each other. Brenda said, 'Come with me." We went around to the side of their car. She opened the back door, sat down and motioned me over. She unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out of my pants.
"We're in a public place." I noted.
She said, "Then we better hurry-up." Bob posted himself near the back of the car, acting casually. Brenda had my cock in her mouth and began to suck me down her throat. I had helped her learn to deep-throat a cock and she showed me her skills. A young couple walked by and saw what was happening. They giggled and Brenda looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. She pulled off of me and said we needed to get going in case someone called the police or something. She looked at me and winked, remembering that I had told her that the woman has the power when giving a blow-job. She can finish the guy, bring him to the edge of coming and then pause or simply quit altogether.
They asked me to come with them to a private club they belonged to. Brenda said, "I want to see how daring you can be without getting caught. They throw people out of the club if they catch them doing any hanky-panky." It was a challenge, find the riskiest place for sex and see if we could get away with it. Bob was in agreement and wanted to watch. He would use the memory to excite himself for their future sex life. Brenda was getting to be more than he could handle and needed me to help keep her satisfied.
We went to their club and things were pretty slow. Nobody was dancing and most of the folks were just talking and drinking. Bob gave me a tour of the club and introduced me to some other members as an old friend without being specific. Brenda picked up a bottle of wine, which supplemented their earlier drinking and we walked outside. Bob had gotten a reefer from someone and suggested we take it somewhere away from the club to smoke it.
We wandered out onto the golf course. I'm sure some people saw us and may have wondered where two men and one woman were going. We walked across one fairway and then down another to a secluded section of the course. There were some houses across a lake beside the green of whatever hole we were on.
We settled next to the green and Bob lit up the joint while Brenda kept chugging from the wine bottle. I watched as she danced around. I asked her to "Strip." She looked at me and at Bob, who nodded. She was wearing a dress that zipped in the back. She turned her back to me and I unzipped her. She dropped the dress to the ground and flipped her shoes away, leaving her in stockings and her underwear. Bob and I watched as she unhooked her bra and let it fall. Brenda has nice breasts and her white skin shone in the moonlight. She pranced around a little more and dropped her panties and threw them off to the side. She was now naked except for her stockings which reached her thighs. Brenda took a couple of puffs of the joint and pranced around the green again. She said, "I want you both to fuck me on the green. See if I can get two holes in one."
Bob flashed a photo with his phone, which was a mistake. There was a couple sitting on their porch across the lake who noticed and were now watching us, unbeknownst to us. Brenda's legs flexed and seeing her muscles move added to her sexiness. Her breasts bounced as she pranced around, enjoying the cool air flowing over her naked skin. It was then that I noticed the couple across the lake and nodded to Bob who saw them also. Brenda was oblivious. She was drunk and high and in heat. She looked at me and called me to the middle of the green. She told me to strip and she laid on the green with her legs spread.