“Yes”

Jeffrey wasn’t sure if the sight of Janey rubbing herself was the hottest thing he’d ever seen or the sight of his wife rubbing herself to the sight of Janey was the hottest thing. But no need to be disagreeable.

Amanda crawled over, her glorious red hair falling around her face, “Know what would be even hotter?”

Jeffrey could in fact think of many things that would be hotter. Having Amanda please him as he watched the young girl. Or pleasing his wife as she watched her. Or going to get the binoculars and having a long conversation about the perfect details of Janey’s aroused body with his wife. Those would all be hot things.

He didn’t even allow him to consider what Amanda had in mind.

“If you went down and joined her.” She said, much to his surprise. “I’d love to see that.” She raised her hand to her husband’s stiff crotch and started to rub it above his pants. “You’d go over and tell her that you’ve been watching her.”

“But you’ve been watching her.” Jeffrey smirked, realizing that his wife might not have even known that he’d been taking in the sight of Jill doing the same thing.

Amanda didn’t like the pushback, she knelt up tall, grabbing the top of Jeffrey’s pants and pulling them hard, then undoing the button, and sliding her hand inside them. “Are you giving me sass as I tell you that I want to watch you go over the the young slut who lives next door…” her hand quickly found Jeffrey’s throbbing member, “…tell her you’ve been watching her…” her fingers wrapped around it tightly, “… then take your cock… this cock… and put it inside of her.” She said as she began to jerk him slowly but intensely,

her chest, still buttoned up in her blouse, heaving heavily with her breathing.

Jeffrey’s breaths were just as heavy. He shook his head in amazement. “Who are you and what happened to my wife?”

“You should ask her when you go to her. Whatever happened to me is her fault.” Amanda smiled, her hand jerking off her husband powerfully, but slowly so as not to finish him off before he’s had a chance to fulfill her desires.

“What if she doesn’t want me there? What if she calls the cops or something?” Jeffrey asked. The whole situation was unreal and porny. But this wasn’t a porn. It was life. And in real life things don’t always go as desired. He had to say something.

“She’s not a dumb girl. She can see that this window is here. She knows exactly what she’s doing.” Amanda slid her hand out of Jeffrey’s pants. Wet with precum, she raised it to her mouth and started to lick. “Go down and say ‘hello.’ Do it for me. If she doesn’t want you there you don’t have to do anything if it would make you feel better.”

Jeffrey took a deep breath. He stood, buttoned up his pants. His cock was impossibly hard and there was no doing anything about it right now. He’d been approaching Janey with an epic bulge in his pants. Suddenly something occurred to him. “If it makes me feel better? Wouldn’t it also make you feel better that I wasn’t going to… you know…”

“**** yourself on a young girl against her wishes?” Amanda said it with relative ease. Then she started slowly unbuttoning her blouse. “The only thing I want is to watch your cock penetrate her soft body… however it takes.” She undid the last button and let it slide off her shoulders.

She was mad. Jeffrey felt almost certain. His wife had gone mad with lust.

“Do what you want…” she added. “I’ll be watching.”

Moments later he was doing exactly what he’d thought he wasn’t prepared for earlier, walking into Jill and Janey’s back yard. His adrenaline was through the roof. It was hard to think. He could see Janey’s body. There were no walls or windows between she and him. It seemed impossibly real.

Her eyes were closed and she was lost in the moment.

He stepped closer.

Her eyes stayed closed.

He was five, maybe four feet from her. Finally he spoke, clearing his throat. “I’ve been watching you out my upstairs window.”

Janey opened her eyes slowly. She wasn’t shocked… wasn’t terrified. Maybe Amanda was right. Maybe the girl knew exactly what she was doing.

She answered him…