Jim's retired but has been a consultant to his company on a part-time basis. It kept him from getting bored and for the most part, he traveled only a few nights a month.
When he was in town, we sometimes surfed the computer together, getting involved in some chats and email communication with others. We weren't trying to set anything up, just playing. Our sex life seemed a bit rejuvenated since my encounters with both Bob and Greg.
Oh, I knew that I could suggest another romp anytime and Jim would be fine with it; but I didn't feel the need, so why do it?
In the course of our web surfing, we had a few on-line chats with another woman who also surfed the same sites; I knew it was a woman because we web-cam chatted a few times and it was pleasant, both of us sharing sex-stories and such. She was a bit younger, early 40's I believe, and very forthcoming with her tales.
One night I was on the computer alone, Jim being out of town; it was late, Jay's show was over with but I wasn't sleepy, so I hit the web for a bit.
I was pinged with an IM from Beth, asking me to join her on her web-cam site for some live talk. I IM'ed her back telling her I'd be there in a jiff. A few keystrokes later, we were looking at each other, only she wasn't alone.
With her was a much younger woman, cute but not a raving beauty; she was introduced as Stephanie, one of Beth's lab students it turned out. Beth was an instructor at a nearby community college, maybe fifty miles north of me.
We chit-chatted back and forth, light-hearted banter; Beth knew that Jim and I played a bit now, and a lot, back in the day. She had shared that she had more than her share of threesomes and the like. So, between she and I, there were no secrets. Stephanie didn't say much along those lines, mostly contributing how most of her ex-boyfriends were lacking in the bedroom.
I excused myself to grab a beer, saying I'd be right back. When I returned and approached the computer, I was greeted by the sight of Beth and Stephanie locked in a steamy kiss, their hands freely feeling each other up.
I didn't say anything but rather, sat down quietly, my eyes glued to the porn show in front of me. I'll be honest; it was hot watching them, very hot and I leaned back in my chair, sipped my beer and watched.
They broke apart within a minute of me sitting down, and glancing at her computer screen, Beth realized that I had been watching them.
"Oops," she said, sort of laughing a bit; Stephanie nervously smiled but kept her arm around Beth's shoulders, her fingers playing in her hair.
"Don't stop because of me," I remember saying to them, "I was enjoying the show," I jokingly said.
"Were you now?" Beth said and turning to Stephanie, she told her to take off her top.
When Steph did that, Beth leaned down and started licking the swell of Steph's breasts, her eyes looking at me through the webcam as she did so. Still watching me, Beth pulled down Steph's bra, exposing her hard nipple and started sucking on it, the whole time still watching me, watch them.
Stephanie had her eyes closed, obviously enjoying what Beth was doing to her. The whole thing was surreal but oh, so damned hot to watch. My hand had traveled to my crotch on its own, it seemed, squeezing and rubbing my snatch through my panties, under my sleep-shirt.
