No, leaving just me

Joey say, “I’m not your bitch. You can’t command me around. I’ll fuck your wife when you’re not around.”

He turns and walks out of the room. Leaving me, Ross and the sexy Rachel in her black lingerie on the bed.

Rachel says, “Thank god he left. It will be so much better without him.” She looks at me, lust in her blue eyes. “You’re who I wanted anyway.”

“Uh hmm,” Ross says. “Even though she wants you, you have to follow my directions.”

I nod, “Yes sir.”

He smiles, “Perfect. Now stand completely still while Rachel undresses you. Do not touch her!”

“Yes sir.”

I stand still as Rachel slides to the side of the bed. Her long leg reach down. Her heels tap on the ground. She walks over to me. In heels, she the same height as me. Her blue eyes stare into mine. She wants me and I want her. Her face comes close to mine. Her lips almost graze mine. I want to move and kiss her, but I stay still.

She giggles and smiles at my control. She steps up to me, her big lace covered tits pushing into me. She grabs the bottom of my shirt and lifts it over my head. She tosses it to the floor. She softly kisses my chest as her fingers nimbly undoes my belt, and unzips my pants.

Her lips, and tongue play down my abs. I stand silently with my pants around my ankles. My erection strains against my boxer briefs. Ross notices, and comments, “Looks like you’ve already gotten excited by my hot wife. No shame in that she’s so sexy. Now go lay on the bed, and I’ll have her show you how sexy she really she.”

I crawl onto the bed, and sit with my back to the headboard. I watch Rachel stroll to the bed, and climb onto it, crawling toward me on all fours, her big pale tits hanging and swaying, mesmerizing me.

Ross asks, “Do you like my wife’s tits? Oh yeah you do. Alright baby, take off your bra and show him your big perfect tits.”

Rachel knees straddle my legs, and she straightens up. Her pretty blue eyes stare at me as she reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra. Once the straps fall from her freckled shoulders, I break eye contact. I can’t miss the reveal of the tits I’ve fantasized for years.

She tosses the bra to the size exposing her big hanging tits. Ross says, “They’re perfect, aren’t they? Don’t touch them. Just look at those magnificent double d’s on my wife’s skinny body. Baby, tease him a little. Rub them on his face.”

Rachel leans forward and grazes her soft tits against my face. I slightly open my mouth, so her nipple briefly glides into it, and my tongue quickly licks it. She pulls it out before her husband can notice, but she gives me a wink that she enjoyed it.

“Alright baby. Let’s see what Chandler is packing,” Ross moves right up against the bed watching.

Rachel brings her hands down to the waistband of my boxer briefs. I lift my hips, and she pulls them down my leg. She wraps her delicate hand around my base, and looks me in the eyes again before she lowers her mouth to my cock.

Ross is giddy with excitement watching his wife give me a blowjob. I’m worried his commentary may wake up Monica. I try to ignore him as his sexy wife gives me fantastic head. To stay in charge, he talks the entire time.

“Goddamn! Deep down! Deepthroat that fucker. Mmmmm it’s too fat! Mmm push the balls down. That’s a long dick!”

She answers,”MmHmm,” and my dick pops out of her mouth,

“What do you think of that cock tonight baby?”

Rachel regains her breath, and answers by vigorously sucking me again. Her husband continues to narrate and command.

“Get back on that fucker. Let’s see you suck that big dick!”

Rachel slurps up and down my cock. Her wet sucks, the only sound in the room besides her husband’s constant voice.

“Do you like it?”

My cock still in her mouth, she hums, “Mmhmm.” She starts to deep throat me, moving further down my cock.

“Move your hand,” Ross says so he can see better. “Oh you’re gagging bad baby.”

Rachel slides her lips back off my cock, and breathes, “Of course I was gagging. I had it shoved down my throat.”

She returns to sucking me. Her mouth rhythmically working up and down my cock.

Her husband watches intensely, a hand in his pants, “It looks like you’re having trouble.”

“Mmhmm,” she moans on my cock.

Ross pulls down his pants. His rigid cock sticks out from neatly trimmed red pubic hair. He puts his dick next to his wife’s face, “Give me some of that loving mouth too.”

She switches to sucking him for a bit, giving me a break. A break I’m thankful for, because if she kept sucking me like that, I was going to come.

Ross moans, “You’re wide mouthing me. You’re use to Chandler’s fat dick in your mouth baby.”

She sucks her husband’s cock deeply, easily deepthroating him. He groans, “Alright baby. I need to fuck you first before his big cock stretches you out.”

He gets behind his wife’s body, and fucks her from behind. He groans, “Fuck you’re so wet. Sucking that fat cock has gotten you turned on. Mmm suck it while I fuck you.”

Rachel returns her amazing mouth to my cock. Her blue eyes look up at me as she sucks. Her husband rails her thin body from behind. Her big tits jiggle. He’s so turned on: he doesn’t last long inside her.

Ross groans, “Oh fuck! I’m coming.” He grabs her narrow hips, and thrusts in deep to fill his wife’s pussy.

He pulls out, and his demeanor has quickly changed. He’s no longer horny and turned on by his wife sucking another man’s cock. He’s drunk, irritated and tired. I think he’s about to tell her to stop.

Rachel sees the same look, and recommends, “Why don’t you go take a long shower baby. By the time you get back, the room will be clean, and we’ll sleep off all this whiskey.”

Ross glances at me, avoiding looking at my throbbing erection. “Thanks for the fun tonight Chandler, but you need to be gone before I get back.”

He grabs a towel, and heads out to the bathroom. I sit up to get off the bed. Rachel grabs me, “Where are you going?”

“Well I have to leave before he gets back,” I say. “I don’t think we’ll have time to do anything.”

Rachel gets off the bed, and walks to the door. She’s still wearing her garter belt and black stockings. She closes the door, and turns the lock. She spins and looks at me, “We have pretty of time to do whatever we want.”