Ross

“Holy shit! Are you guys having sex?” Ross says from the patio.

I thrust up deep into my wife. She moans and squeezes my shoulder. She gasps, “Stop for a second.” She takes a deep breath then addresses Ross. “Yeah ha sorry. The kids are upstairs asleep, and we thought we’d have a quickie before bed.”

Beneath the water, I’m thrusting in and out of my wife’s gripping pussy. I don’t think he can see the waves over the bubbling jets.

The **** has slowed him. Ross says, “Sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt,” but he doesn’t leave. “I just needed a breath of fresh air.”

I know he can’t see anything except my wife’s bare shoulders but I’m sure his imagination is running wild.

I’m pounding in and out of her pussy now. I’m so close. She’s struggling to keep it together. I know she’s trembling from orgasm. She stutters as she says, “Would you like to join us? The jets feel great.”