Smiling, watching eyes (Alternate)

Soft warm blankets. Soft, warm woman in my arms, breathing gently. My primitive brain was well pleased by her presence.

I came awake slowly, feeling Helen, still asleep in my arms, breathing softly. My eyes cracked open, and I stared down at the stunning woman in my arms, memerized. I glanced up at the sound of shifting, and saw my wife. She wore a soft smile on her face, proudly nude, Charlotte just as nude draped over her, her hands almost possesively wrapped around my wife's breasts.

"Morning, baby," Kalia purred, "Looks like you slept well."

I stared down at the sleeping form of Helen in my arms and smiled, "I guess so, even if it wasn't what I daydreamed of." I said with a wink.

"So, did you?" I asked, looking at Kaila's smile.

"Yes. A very nice dessert." She looked over at Helen, who was still asleep in my arms. "Maybe you'll get lucky later baby."

"Got what?" Helen asked groggily, still half-asleep.

"Sorry, Helen." I moved, as she opened her eyes, and looked at me fondly. It was only when she had taken full stock of the room, that her eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh fuck. Uh... Hi Kaila." She grimaced, looking at my wife with an embarrassed expression. "We uh... Didn't... I mean we kinda... but we didn't... you know."

"Didn't what, dahlin?" Charlotte's lazy drawl in response made me and my cock very aware of the three beautiful, naked women in the room with me.

"How bout some breakfast." I changed the subject, beginning to feel a tad hot. The subtle movements of Helen was pleasant a reminder of the sensual pleasures I had shared with her, and the two very naked women standing at the foot of the bed -one of them my wife who had just had sex with her new lover!- were not helping my erection.

"Mmm... Sounds nice." Kaila smiled. "You going to make it?"

"I could go for that." Helen agreed, shifting so that I could free my arm from behind her head.

"Motion carried." Charlotte raised her hand slightly, as if voting.

"Well, uh, I guess I need to get up then." I commented, a bit nervous. I was still hard as a rock, and I would need to get out of bed to get to my shorts.

Helen moved away from me, as I pushed myself up to my elbows. With care, I first pulled one leg, then the other out of the blankets and scooted myself down the length of the bed. My cock bobbed as I did so, jutting from my body in obvious arousal.

"Mmm... Save that for later, baby." Kaila looked on, a lusty smile on her face.

"No wonda you wanted to git back heah..." Charlotte said to Kaila, her eyes on me as well. I quickly found a pair of shorts and pulled them on, concealing my fully hard cock from the six observing eyes.

"All right, enough of the peanut gallery." I groaned, heading for the door. "That's four breakfasts..."

"Thanks Brent!" Helen called at me. The three women had all crawled in bed to be next to each other in the bed in a conspiratorial pose, as I left the room, shaking my head.

I decided to take my time with breakfast, and calm down a bit. In the main room, I dragged out several pans from the cabinets, arranging them on the stove. I was in the mood for a big breakfast, and sliced a few potatoes, as well as preparing some sausage and eggs. Doing it right took time, and I flipped on the radio, which drowned out the giggles that I could hear from the back room, and allowed me to keep my mind on my work.

It didn't work for long though. I tried to focus on the task at hand, but all I could think of was those three hotties in my bedroom. I couldn't take it.

I checked that everything was cooking well or keeping warm, and figured I had a few minutes at least, I could go get a shirt at least, I hadn't even bothered to pull one on, and it seemed like a good excuse to see them in all their sexy glory.

I padded down the hall, the radio loud enough that they couldn't hear me, but I couldn't hear them. As I got to the hallway, I noticed the door was slightly ajar, like how left when I had made my exit. I could hear moans inside now, and I went to open the door, but stopped, through the crack the door I could see the armchair in the corner of the room, and what I saw stunned me.

Charlotte sat there, in all her glory, her legs propped up on either arm dangling over, she hadn't gotten dressed at all, but sat there, staring into the rest of the room, one hand furiously pulling her nipple, the other pounding her pussy like a machine, her mouth was open in what looked like a soft drawn out moan. My cock which was still hard jumped at the sight, begging to relieve it.

I was tempted to pull it out and get some relief from all this sexual tension, but then I remembered the room had a vent cut into the peaked ceiling for the old heating system that had been replaced, and, feeling almost dirty but unable to stop, slowly backed down the hallway. I went into the backroom and climbed the ladder to the crawlspace roof, and tiptoed my way to the vent.

There was my wife, held in the arms of another woman, moaning as Helen's hands busied themselves in between her legs. The two of them were intertwined, a mass of limbs, breasts, and flesh gyrating with lust, sex, and arousal. It was incredible. I watched as Kaila pulled Helen in for a deep kiss, her back arching as they rolled so Helen could get a better handle on fingering my wife.

I glanced to the corner, Charlotte hadn't moved, her body still draped over the chair with her legs spread wide. Her body undulated in it's own rhythm as she watched her two lovers fuck themselves into a stupor. I couldn't help but notice how wet she seemed as her fingers hammered in and out of her wet snatch.

I sank down onto a beam to watch, hand drifting into my shorts as I played with my throbbing penis at the sight before me. I was hesitant to move up here in case they noticed me, so I stayed still, watching their lithe forms perform the most sexually charged acts I had ever seen. This was better than porn, this was raw unbridled sex in action.

My cock throbbed more and more, but I started suddenly, shit! Breakfast! Reluctantly I pulled back from the vent and made my way back to the kitchen. If only I had time, I should have just jerked off and got it over with. I started second guessing myself, maybe I had time to watch some more.