Sharon & Dylan Lancaster

When Dylan and Sharon arrived, she was wearing one of Dylan's old dress shirts and Matt felt his heart starting to race. Last week when she showed up like that, she was wearing a micro-bikini underneath. Everyone exchanged greetings. When Sharon told Matt, "Nice to see you again," she looked deliberately at his 'junk' on open display.

Dylan handed a bottle of wine to Holly, who passed it to her husband.

"Get undressed in there?" he asked, pointing towards the guest bedroom. Holly nodded and Dylan departed to disrobe. Meanwhile, Sharon took off the shirt and both Matt and Holly gasped.

"I feel positively over-dressed," Holly said in admiration. "That suit is deliciously wicked."

Matt had to agree, although he said nothing. He just stood there with his eyes bulging and his mouth hanging open. What she was wearing was even skimpier than last weekend. She kept having to adjust it. Tugging the triangles over her nipples back into place. Pulling the string running between her legs out of the cleft in her pussy. Each time she did that, Matt got a brief flash of Sharon's cunny.

"I see that Matt likes it," Sharon remarked, reaching out to pat the underside of his now fully erect penis. Turning to Holly, she asked what she could do to help. Holly said nothing; they could eat whenever Dylan came out.

As if on cue, Sharon's husband marched out of the guest bedroom, naked as a jaybird. Seeing that his best friend was already hard, he commented, "Looks like I have some catching up to do."

"Here, let me give you a hand," Holly said, curling her fingers around Dylan's flaccid cock. Everyone laughed at that, but Holly was serious. With one hand tugging his cock and her other hand fondling his balls, she soon had him standing there with a raging hard-on.

Once the girls had washed their hands in the kitchen sink, everyone sat down to dinner.

After dinner, while the women were clearing the table and loading the dishwasher, Matt sat up a card table and broke out the board game 'Ticket To Ride'. After everyone had drinks prepared, the two couples gathered around the table. The seating was boy-girl-boy-girl. The game lasted about an hour, during which the wives amused themselves by reaching under the tabletop.

It seemed like there were two games in progress. One was to connect two cities on the gameboard; the other was to keep the husbands rock hard and oozing pre-cum. Since Sharon was focussing on Holly's husband, Holly kept reaching down to pat or stroke or touch Dylan's erection.

They debated playing a second round, but decided on Codenames instead. The teams were boys against girls, and as would be expeccted, the women won both times. Not that they were better players, but the men were constantly being distracted.

Finally, around ten-thirty, Dylan looked at the clock on the wall and announced that he and Sharon needed to be leaving.

"But wait!" Holly jumped up, her breasts bouncing within the confines of her halter-top. "I wanted you to see my hibiscus. They just came in bloom this week."

Holly was an avid horticulturist, constantly digging in the dirt on the side of her house. Dylan looked at the clock once more, a puzzled expression on his face. "But it's after dark..."

Fortunately, Matt caught his close friend's eye and shook his head vigorously, and then jerking it to the side in the direction of the garden. The light bulb came on over Dylan's head and he replied, "But of course. You have always impressed me with your green thumb."

Sharon waited until the other two had departed the living room before plopping down next to Matt on the couch. "So," she said, "Curling her fingers around Matt's shaft. How much time do you think we have?"

Matt leaned against the cushions of the couch, draping his arms over the back of it. "If he's as close as I am, I'd say about fifteen seconds."

A smug grin spread across Sharon's face at Matt's answer. She thoroughly enjoyed teasing him to the point of no return.