Listening in

Mike had been trying to sleep for a while. He had peeked earlier. The young guy was so energetic. He just kept fucking her. Mike had jacked off. Seeing it happen first-hand was incredible.

This had been a less anguished occasion than watching her with Joey. there had been something about agreeing to it and asking himself that made it more acceptable. Even though he wasn’t involved it felt like he was because he had set it up. Yet at the same time, he missed the anguish a little. There was also the fact that he liked the kid. He could see why Helen had wanted to help him out and she had clearly brought out the best in him.

What a lucky guy, getting an incredible woman like Helen for your first time. He almost wished he was in George's shoes. His first time had been awkward. A hot, experienced woman to have guided him through it would have been amazing.

Having cum twice he decided to quit while he was ahead and try to sleep. Between the noise of them fucking and the fact that it was his wife in there screaming out praise for another man’s skills as a lover, sleep wasn’t an option. Still, he lay there and listened to their lovemaking.

It sounded like it had stopped and he hoped he would be able to drop off. Even if they started again there might be enough break to fall asleep and then he might stand a chance of ignoring it.

He heard the door to the bedroom open and he faked sleep. “It’s okay, he’s asleep. Come on,” came Helen’s voice in a whisper. There was giggling and the sound of bare feet on the tiled floor before the sound of running water from the bathroom. Mike sighed. It looked like sleep wouldn't be a thing any time soon. He sat up to grab his phone to distract him.

“Wait here, I need something from my bag,” he heard Helen say and she appeared, naked. She saw him. “Hi love, did I wake you?”

“I haven’t slept yet,” he whispered.

Helen grimaced “Ooo, sorry. We were quite loud.” Then she grinned. “Did you like it?”

“Yea, I’m tired now though.”

She came over to him. She seemed to be messy on her front. “Sorry, my love. I’d say I’ll try to keep it down but honestly, I don’t think I can.”

“It’s okay, go and have your fun.”

“I love you,” she said and she gave him a sexy kiss. “I’ll see you in the morning,” she said and she dashed off to the room and back to the shower. “Sorry about that, move over, I’m coming in.”

Mike licked his lips. He hadn’t thought about it when she came to kiss him but there was a good chance that he knew what the mess had been. The taste on his lips was similar to what he had tasted from Maisy’s pussy. He was mortified. He had just tasted Georges cum on his wife's lips. His head throbbed with the realisation but his cock began to stir back to life. He lay back, struggling to process his reaction.

He listened to the noises coming from the shower. It was soft conversation and giggling. Then he heard Helen say, “I had a feeling you weren’t done.”

“You are just too sexy,” came George’s reply. “I can’t ever imagine that I’d be with a woman as hot as you.”

“After the way you fucked me tonight, you deserve a woman as hot as me. God, I love your cock, it just keeps coming back for more.”

“Your hands feel so good.”

“Better than my pussy?”

“Not better than your pussy.”

“You better put it back in then. Oh, yes, right there.”

Soon the sound of wet slapping filled the apartment as well as Helen’s cries of pleasure.

She must have cum twice by Mike’s estimations. His cock was now refusing to go down so he began to stroke it as he listened.

“Oh, baby, grab the bottle I brought in for me,” He heard Helen say after her second orgasm.

“Sure,” said George. “This is lube.”

“Anal lube actually. You wanna fuck me in the ass?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Be generous, use your finger to work it into my ass. Unf, yea, like that. That’s enough lube. Or just keep going, either is good for me. Uh, finger my ass baby. You can be rougher, I love it. Oh, god yes.” Mike heard her cum again after a few minutes of that.

She screamed. “Oh my god, oh my god. Yes, right there, right there.” Her voice sounded frantic. “I can't believe you put it in while I was still cumming. That was incredible. Fuck me harder, I love it.”

Helen’s voice was now a stream of screams, grunts and cries as language seemed beyond her. Mike couldn’t tell if she was having orgasms or if she was just in one constant one. He filled a used sock with his third load that night. It would be a further twenty minutes before George would empty his balls deep in his wife’s behind.

He pretended to be asleep as they crept back into the bedroom. He lay there poised for more but all was quiet. Finally, exhaustion took him and he fell asleep.