Keep watching.

For the next couple of minutes, Emma and Steve watched on in silence as Robyn and Aaron made out. It was only when Robyn pushed Steve’s back up against the convertible’s rear seat and her head disappeared from sight did Emma think they might have let things go on for too long.

“Shit. Is she?” Emma whispered, focusing the zoom on her digital camera in Aaron’s face.

The handsome blonde’s eyes were closed, his head lolling back loosely as he puffed opened mouth.

“I think she is,” Steve confirmed. “What do we do?”

Unable to tear her eyes away, Emma thought. She couldn’t bring herself to interrupt her best friend now. Robyn would be far too embarrassed. It felt like a gross invasion of Robyn’s privacy, so much so that Emma switched off her little camera and put it away in her purse. Still, she remained standing behind the car locked in voyeuristic pride.

“Leave them.”

“If you’re sure.”

Emma nodded. She could only imagine Robyn’s face down in Aaron’s lap. Her mouth was around his cock as she bobbed her head up and down sucking him. Emma’s hand trailed out to Steve’s leg standing next to her. She caught and started to feel her way up his thigh until she came to the bulge in his trousers. Steve was hard. It wasn’t a surprise. Emma herself had been turned on by the scene in front of them. She started to encase Steve’s hard-on with her fingers, curling and then kneading as she traced her way along his length.

Emma started to breathe deeper as she felt Steve’s hand reach around her body, coming up under her armpit and then around onto her chest. Emma had worn a cute little boob tube in a deep crimson along with her favourite blue jeans. Steve’s hand groped her breast under the top as his near arm did the same with the other.

Emma felt hot and flushed from Steve’s touch. Letting go of his pants for a moment as she continued to spy on Aaron and Robyn, Emma reached under the front of Steve’s shirt and down into his pants. Her hand snaked into his boxers to find his hot, hard cock. Steve swiftly followed Emma’s adventurous route. Shuffling over so that he was half behind her, Steve dropped his right hand over Emma’s tit and likewise tried feeding it under Emma’s jeans waistband and into her privates. His hand brushes through her lacy panties and down to her short curly pubes and leaking wet lips.

Emma gasped quietly. Opening her legs out wider for Steve who began to tickle his two fingertips along either side of her damp slit. Moisture coated his fingers as he deftly pulled her petal open and curled his middle finger inside. The hand around Steve’s cock gripped hard as Emma steadied herself with her other arm on the car in front of her. Her arse pushed back against Steve’s torso as she felt him drive his finger home to the knuckle. Expertly Steve found the sensitive centre on her pussy’s front wall. Juices flooded Emma’s panties as Steve’s beckoning finger made her cum. She had to cover her mouth with her hand or risk crying out as she came.

In the car, Robyn brought her head up off Aaron’s cock. She looked around skittishly to see if anyone was watching before she climbed over onto Aaron’s lap and straddled him. The spot where Emma and Steve had been watching from was clear. The two of them gone as if they’d never been there.