Girls' night

I opened the kitchen door and slipped quietly into the house. To be honest, if they were asleep I didn't want to face them. A part of me suddenly felt bad about the night of passionate love making I had just had with Diego. We had more or less worked out the details of our thruple, but my ex boyfriend had not been a part of the deal. With the afterglow of amazing sex behind me, I suddenly felt like a cheater.

The house was dark except for the glow of the television from the living room. I walked quietly to the door and peaked in.

Susan was seated on the couch, naked with a wine cooler in her hand. Carla was wrapped in a blanket, laying on the couch with her head facing the TV while resting on my wife's lap. Susan was casually stroking her hair.

"I'm glad we got to have a girls' night," Carla said "We don't get nearly enough time alone."

"I know, right?" Susan said.

"You okay with John going out with Diego?"

"I told him to go, didn't I?"

"I know...but you know how that is going to end, right?"

"Right now John is probably on the end of Diego's big brown cock having the time of his life," Susan said. "It's okay because he will come home to us when he is done. He wants Diego, but he loves us. Right now I just needed some alone time with you."

Carla rolled over to face Susan. Her tucked in blanket pulled loose revealing her bare ass.

"So you are willing to pimp your husband out just to spend a little alone time with me?"

"There was no pimping necessary. John had an erection the moment he saw who was at the door. He has turned into a amazing husband and lover, why should I deny him the pleasure his body craves? Especially when I know he will come back to us?"

"What about the pleasure I crave?"

"And what pleasure do you crave, my beautiful girl?"

Carla raised her head slightly and Susan met her halfway with a kiss. It was soft and slow, yet somehow filled with passion. After several minutes, she lay her head back down and rolled over onto her back.

Susan smiled as she leaned her upper body slightly forward, placing one of her nipples right at Carla's mouth. The girl latched onto it immediately, while Susan threw back the blanket to uncover her.

My wife slid her hand down, caressing Carla's body until she reached her pussy. She then gently began to massage the younger woman's clit. With her other hand she stroked Carla's hair. They both moaned very softly, almost in unison.

Susan and I had done a lot of different things since finding the device, but seeing her there in her own body making love to another woman...a real woman, just felt right.

Carla switched to the other nipple, and Susan slid two fingers into her pussy. My own cock was now rock hard, but watching them secretly from the kitchen seemed a bit like I was invading their privacy.