Way home

Chad, watching them emerge from the bathroom, couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. Sarah was usually so lively and vivacious, but now she looked positively exhausted. He knew that sex could have that effect on women, but he still couldn't help feeling protective of his wife. He **** a smile as they approached. "Hey, you two. Did you have fun in there?"

Sarah smiled back at Chad, her cheeks still flushed. "It was... incredible. You had fun listening to your wife getting railed, didn't you, hubby?" she teased, giving Kyle a wink. Chad felt his stomach twist uncomfortably. He knew he shouldn't feel jealous, but hearing Sarah talk about it like that made it hard not to.

"Yeah," Kyle chimed in, grinning. "Sarah was amazing. I could tell she was enjoying it just as much as I was." He quickly looked around to make sure they are alone in the hall and put his hand inside Sarah's pants. "You can still feel how wet she is from it," he murmured, letting his fingers run inside her causing a small yelp from her lips. She put her hands around her husband's neck to keep herself stable right as Kyle was giving her a good deep rubbing.

Her head was now so close to Chad he could feel her heavy breathing on his cheeks, her eyes unfocused and foggy from the pleasure, he has never seen this face of his wife before. He could feel the heat coming off of her body, the way she was leaning into him. He wanted to hold her, to comfort her, to tell her how much he loved her. "Kyle," her voice went right into his ear, "I... am about to." She hugged Chad even closer, Kyle's hand tightly between the married couple, until her body tensed and she let out a long, shuddering moan. Her legs clenched around Chad, her nails digging into his back as her climax peaked, leaving her spent and satiated. "Oh, God... Kyle," she breathed, her cheek resting against her husband's shoulder.

Chad looked at Kyle, confusion and disbelief warring in his eyes. He had never been jealous before, not even when they had first started dating, but something about the way Sarah had just reacted to Kyle's touch, the way she had seemed to lose herself in the moment... it was almost as if she was his. Almost.

Kyle, for his part, grinned broadly, clearly enjoying the show. "Well," he drawled, "I guess that means I'm spending the night, then." He winked at Sarah, who blushed and ducked her head into her husband's neck, unable to meet his gaze.

Chad opened his mouth to protest, but no words came out. He glanced at his watch, suddenly realizing how late it was. "Uh... well... I guess that's okay," he said, his voice sounding distant even to his own ears. "I mean, it's not like we were planning anything else for tonight." He **** a laugh, but it came out weak and hollow. "Right, Sarah?" he added, looking to his wife for support.

Sarah nodded, her eyes still downcast. "Yeah, Chad. It's fine. Kyle is such a good guy. If he wants to continue sex with me, it would be polite to invite him in." She reached up and brushed a stray hair from his forehead, her touch gentle and loving. "We'll be fine."

Chad swallowed hard, feeling like he was about to drown in a sea of confusion and desire. He knew he should say something more, object more strenuously, but her arguments were flawless. "Let's go to the car then."

As they walked out to the car, Chad felt as if he were watching everything from a distance. He opened the front door door for Sarah, expecting her to seat next to him as usual. "Sarah, I think I would enjoy your mouth during the ride, if it is fine with you?" Kyle asked with a sly grin, causing her to blush again. "I-I don't see why not," she stammered. "Chad knows where we live," she said with a smile.

Chad swallowed hard. He didn't want to make a scene, didn't want to ruin their fun. "Of course," he managed to say, forcing a smile. "Enjoy yourselves." He closed the front door, and went around the car to take the drivers seat. In the front mirror he could see his wife getting comfortable around Kyle. "What kind of blowjob do you have in mind?" Sarah asked him in low low and seductive voice.

Smile covered his face. "I think I'd like to start with your slow and sensual lips, pretend you blow your husband, but I want to cum deep in your throat." Kyle's hand reached for her hair, running through it gently, before he tugged her head back. Chad's breath caught in his throat, watching his wife obey Kyle's command. The movement exposed her neck, her delicate skin glowing in the dim light of the car. Kyle leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck as he whispered, "You are so fucking beautiful." His hand moved to her breast, massaging it through her blouse.

Chad closed his eyes, trying to ignore the ache in his chest. On the back seat his wife now freed Kyle cock from his pants and took it in her hand. The sounds of her lips around Kyle's shaft and her occasional bobs filed the car. "Honey, I think you should drive now!" Sarah paused to tell her husband.

Chad **** a nod, and started the engine. Kyle's hand now resting on his wife's head directed her movement. Up and down his shaft she went, her lips making wet slurping sounds. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to ignore the sensation of being left out. The car slowly pulled out of the parking lot and into the night.

As they drove through the empty streets, the car became much hotter on the inside. Sarah's slow and sensual movements so familiar to Chad, now gave way to urgent and lustful ones. Kyle's moans filled the car, competing with the soft wet sounds of Sarah's lips and the rhythmic gags as she took him deeper and deeper.

Chad tried to focus on the road, but he couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror every few seconds. He watched as Kyle threw his head back, his eyes closed in pleasure as Sarah expertly sucked on his balls. She licked them clean, and then took one of them into her mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop. Chad felt a sharp pang of jealousy, wishing it was him she was attending to.

"Damn your wife is an excellent cocksucker," Kyle panted, his head resting on the head pad. He reached down, cupping her head gently, guiding her movements. "Suck on them, baby. Show me how much you love my balls." Sarah obeyed, taking one of Kyle's balls into her mouth, sucking on it eagerly while her hands worked on the other. "Thank you," Sarah's voice was shy and full of lust at the same time, "Do you want to throat fuck me now?"

"Yes," Kyle's hand directed her head down, burying his cock deep inside Sarah's throat. Her hands gripped his belt as she struggled to breathe. Chad could hear her throat struggling to accept Kyle's tool beyond the esophagus. But Kyle didn't seem to mind, his thrusts deep and hard, pounding into Sarah's throat. "Oh fuck yeah," he growled, his hips moving faster. "That's it, take it."

Sarah's face turned red, her eyes watered as she struggled to breath. She was panting, her breath coming in ragged gasps, until turned into a continuous gurgling noise. Kyle's fixed his dick deep in her throat as he began to release his load. His thrusts became less hard, more gentle, as he milked his cock, pouring every last drop of cum down Sarah's throat. She swallowed it eagerly, her throat muscles moving in a rhythmic motion as she took it all.

Chad watched them in the mirror, feeling a mix of emotions. He was happy to see them enjoying each other, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel left out. The car rolled to a stop in front of their house, and Chad turned off the engine. Kyle's grip on Sarah's head finally loosened, and she pulled her head back, gasping for air. Her lips were swollen and red, and there was a hint of cum on her chin.

"Well, that was quite the ride," Kyle said with a satisfied smile, reaching over to pat Chad's knee. "I hope you had fun watching, Chad."

Chad **** a smile, trying to ignore the ache in his groin. "Yeah, it was... interesting." He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to face them. "Well, I guess we should get out."