Friendship Deepens
Helen and I have been friends with Phil and Sarah, for years. We share similar interests, a sense of humour and always have a good time together. We see each other quite a bit and tend to go out once every so often for drinks taking it in turns to stay over at each other's houses. There is normally quite a bit to drink, lots of laughs and some harmless flirting.
This particular night started like any other. They were staying over at our house.
Sarah is a little shorter than my wife, smaller build and quite fit. She had on a clingy cream jumper and her skirt was knee length and very clingy round her nice tight little bottom. Her brown hair was up and she had made an effort with her make up. Both women looked extremely sexy as we all went to the restaurant.
At the meal we sat next to our partners and boy/girl opposite, leaving me looking across at Sarah and Phil Helen. We had a great meal, plenty of drinks, the normal flirting, smutty jokes and a general good time. As we walked home Phil and Sarah were in front, Phil initially had his arm around Sarah's waist but it kept dropping lower and caressing her bottom. I followed his lead and kept touching Helen as we walked behind, both couples kissing and laughing.
When we got home Phil said he was going in the back garden for a cigarette (no smoking in our house) and Sarah said she would go outside with him to look at the garden. Helen went in the kitchen to make drinks and I wandered into the dining room, leaving the light off, and glanced out of the window. The moon was almost full and a soft bright light bathed the back garden. Phil and Sarah were in a deep embrace, she had her back to me, and Phil was caressing her buttocks, slowly moving the clingy material of her skirt around her soft cheeks. They could not see me in the dark of the room and they slowly turned, still kissing, and Sarah leant back, her hips resting against our garden table. Phil's hands moved over her thighs and stomach and up towards her breasts.
At this point Helen walked passed the dining room door and I beckoned her to join me. She came and stood next to me just as Phil started to caress Sarah's breasts. She watched for a few seconds and whispered,
"Well
they
seem to be having fun, but we shouldn't watch."
She made no effort to move though.
"They can't see us here in the dark you know" I breathed and reaching round her waist gently pulled her in front of me. Phil's hand went under Sarah's jumper and up to her breasts. He caressed her for a few seconds and then lifted her jumper up and we both watched as it went over her stomach and up to reveal a creamy push-up bra that was just about keeping Sarah's firm flesh contained.
"We really shouldn't be just......"
"There's no harm for a little bit longer."
Phil continued caressing Sarah, and slipped his hand round her back to undo her bra and then gently pulled the cups down, her dark nipples already standing erect. Helen stood motionless watching; transfixed at the sight of her friend. I took the chance to move close behind her, put my hands round her waist and then, further up to lift and caress her through her top.
There was no resistance and I could feel that her nipples were hardening as I teased them. Outside in the garden Phil had lowered his head to kiss Sarah's neck while he worked on her. She leant her head back and appeared to let out a moan of enjoyment, silent to us inside. She leant further back as he kissed her neck pushing her breasts out for his eager fingers. Phil's hands moved from her breasts and back down over her stomach and down her thighs, stroking the tops of her thighs through her skirt and then deeper in between.
I was getting harder as we watched and I eased Helen back against me, the bulge of my thickening cock pressing the material of her skirt between her cheeks. We watched, barely breathing, Helen let me push my hardness deeper between her cheeks, involuntarily pushing her hips back a little. Out in the garden Sarah parted her legs as Phil reached the bottom of her skirt, her hips now firmly back against the garden table. Almost subconsciously I felt Helen part her legs as well and snuggle back against me. Phil lifted Sarah's skirt up her thighs to reveal stocking tops and on up until we could see her small cream panties. As Helen parted her legs I traced my hand down across her hips, eased her skirt up to her waist and rubbed her naked inner thighs, slipping my finger tips up between them to feel very wet panties clinging to her.
"Your sooo rude," she murmured but made no attempt pull away as I urged her back, firmly, against me. As Phil eased Sarah's panties aside we got a clear view of her wet pussy as he slipped a finger inside. I also slipped a finger inside Helen's panties and could not believe how wet she was. She was trapped between my straining cock wedged between her cheeks and my teasing finger that was making her writhe deliciously against me.
"Oh God please .... I can't believe you're ... Oh God." Helen gasped.
Both wives were now clearly aroused at the same time. Outside Sarah let Phil guide her hand to his obvious erection and we watched as she began squeezing and caressing the tip through his trousers.
" I could take you now, right here like this" I breathed.
"OH Godd ..." moaned Helen as I pulled her hand behind her and she arched her back, my engorged cock snug between her cheeks as she ran her thumb over the swollen tip. We stood like this for several minutes with Helen getting more and more aroused, spreading her legs wider and pushing back against me while my fingers worked on her soft flesh. Outside Sarah was also loving it but then appeared to gesture reluctantly that they should head back inside. She moved Phil's hand away and started to re-arrange her clothes. Helen pulled away and dashed into the kitchen, pulling her panties and skirt back into place.
