No - she plays along

I glanced sheepishly back at my wife, who regarded me with the same sly, predatory look she always used whenever both of us were aroused. Gripping my growing hardness, she leaned in and gave me a loving kiss. "Brings back memories, huh?" she blew in my ear.

"No kidding," I groaned.

And then, with my hand still holding onto the magazine, Amy unzipped my fly and pulled out my throbbing cock before climbing over from the driver's seat. Lifting up her skirt, she tugged her thong to side just enough to sink her pussy over my length, and we grunted from the contact.

"Keep looking," she gestured breathlessly.

It was a guilty pleasure of ours. Every so often when our best friends came up in conversation, we ended up getting hot and bothered - and Amy was all too happy to be on the receiving end of my affections.

With trembling hands I turned to the centerfold, pulling out the picture of Corrine kneeling over a picnic blanket, thrusting her bosom to the heavens as she poured an entire jar of honey onto her scrumptious mounds, her mouth opened in euphoric exclamation.

"Tell me what you want to do to her," Amy whispered.

"I want to feel her," I breathed, as Amy began to move, mashing her thighs against mine. "I want to feel her tits on my chest - her hair on my neck - my wrist on her back - "

"Her nipples in your mouth?" My wife hissed, popping out one of hers from underneath her thin blouse, feeding it to my anxious lips. She threw her head back as I began to suck, accelerating her pump action on my rod. "Mmmm! You fucking stud - you want to have your way with her, don't you? All over your car - all over your bed - all over her tits - nnngh!"

I popped Amy's nipple out of my mouth, gazing back at the sight of Corrine drenching herself in nectar. It was like she was right there, with my cock buried in the middle of her fjord, relentlessly teasing me and egging me on -

With a squeal, Amy claimed my lips again, shaking like a leaf in a whirlwind. A flood of memories flowed into me - all my gorgeous high school friends, and the escapades we had.

I shuddered, spurting deep into my wife's insides.