He just listens

“Don’t mind me,” Ross says. He sits down in the shadow of the patio. No way to watch us.

But he can hear us.

Motivated, I pound up hard into my wife’s pussy over and over. She clutches me tightly. She fights back her moan so hard, it turns into a squeal.

“Eeeeeeeeee eeeeeee,” she gasps, “Oh fuck Chandler. Fuuuuck. Sweet Jesus.”

My feet are planted on the floor of the jacuzzi and I’m thrusting up as hard as I can.

“Oh god oh god. Oh my Ohmyfuckinggod Chandler!”

Beneath the water, I squeeze her thick soft ass then sneak my fingers between her cheeks. My finger presses against her clenched asshole.

“OHhhhhh Goooood!”

She stops fighting the moans. She howls pleasure into the night as she comes. She convulsing on top of me. I release my control. I bury myself up inside her, trying to make her feel all of me.

I throb and pump cum into my wife as she moans in tongues. I move my hands from her ass and huh her tightly. We connect as one in perfect bliss.

Her eyes finally open, and they dart to the one towel that is draped drying on the patio.

She dismount me and rushes out of the jacuzzi. Before Ross can see her nakedness, she wraps herself in the damp towel. She sticks her tongue out at me, “Love you babe!”

She scurries inside, leaving me with my still hard cock, and my best friend sitting on the patio.

I have no where to hide. Who know how long it will take for my erection to go down.

I call out, “I’m getting out! No homo.”

“Of course,” Ross says from the shadows.

I get out of the blowing jets, and immediately feel his eyes on my naked body. I don’t turn my back. If he’s offended, he can look away. I just fucked my hot wife: I couldn’t be more content.

Out of the water I look around. Confirmed: there are no towels.

My eyes quickly go over Ross in his lounge chair. His left hand is definitely buried in his pants. His eyes are glued to my erection.

I walk toward the door and try to break any tension. “Sorry you walked out on us bro. We’ll try to keep it more private.”

He doesn’t stop stroking. He doesn’t stop looking. His breathing quickens. I hurry to the door.

He groans, “Brooo, your dick is fucking huuuuge.”

I slam the door behind me.

My heart races. My best friend just jerked off to my naked body. What the hell?

I look up.

Fuck. I’m naked, hard and not alone.