They stop for a minute

RIA

Finally, Tracy broke away from Shane and wiped her eyes. She saw me fondling her boyfriend's big cock and shook her head in amusement.

"Don't you guys ever wonder 'what if?'" she whispered.

Shane raised an eyebrow, "What if what?"

"I mean, on that very first double date," Tracy answered. "Three years ago, today. Before we became 'the double date that didn't end' and all that. I was on a date with Shane, and Ria was on a date with Connor, remember? Then we switched at the end of the night. Don't you ever wonder what would have happened if we'd never switched? If Shane hadn't said he wanted to ride through that silly Tunnel of Love thing with Ria, instead of me?"

"Hey, I just said what was obviously on everybody's mind," Shane protested.

"I know," Tracy sighed, "but the rest of us were too shy to speak up. Meaning if Shane hadn't said anything, we probably would have all gone ahead and ridden through that Tunnel of Love with the wrong person, and—and—" She looked down at the floor. "If that happened, do you guys think everything would be backwards right now? Would I be with Shane? Would Ria be with Connor? Would we all still even be friends? Don't you guys ever wonder, 'what if?'"

"Of course," I said.

"Yeah," Connor grinned.

"All the time," Shane nodded.

Tracy let out a sigh of relief, raising her eyes to meet my husband's. "Really? You think about what it would be like if I was your girlfriend?"

He smiled sweetly at her, brushing a stray strand of blonde hair from her eyes. "Tracy, I think about it every day, from the moment I see you come into the office. I think about what might have happened between us so often it drives me absolutely crazy. I've like, got this whole detailed fantasy version of how the last three years of my life would have gone if I was with you instead of Ria."

Connor met my eyes, and without saying a word it was clear that he and I could both say the same thing about each other.

Tracy grinned, "Phew! I'm just glad to hear we're all on the same page. That I'm not the only one who wonders about this stuff."

I barely heard her. I was too focused on the way Connor was looking at me—his eyes pained with desire as my fingers torturously teased his cock.

Tracy followed my example, sliding her fingertip up along the underside of Shane's erect shaft.

"So, Tracy," I panted, "Are you thinking we should we pay these boys back for the wonderful orgasms they just gave us?"

"Oh, absolutely. These big, sexy boys deserve a big, sexy reward. But not like this—" Shane let out a whimper as she released her grip on him. I reluctantly followed her example and let go of Connor, as well.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.