Scot, our neighbour, married with Becca

Adrenaline surge through me. I cautiously lean my head around. Directly in my line of sight I can see the entire bedroom.
My wife is standing there with Scot, our neighbour, married to Becca.
I can't hear their words, but from their body language, I can see that Scot, who is leaning in close to my wife, has evil on his mind.
My cock is hard. I’m nearly sprung as she looks nervously up the hall, but then she turns her attention back to Scot.

Scot smiles evilly as he reaches out to take my wife by the shoulders and slowly turns her so her back is to him.
I see his jaw slowly drop in appreciation as his eyes scan down her hair, then her back, then stop on her bubble of a bum that is jutting out at him.

Definitely an ass man, my neighbour. Lowering himself into a squatting position so that his face is level with her bum, Scot reaches forward and take the hem of her short skirt between his fingers. Licking his lips, he pauses for a moment of anticipation, snaps a quick glance at the doorway, then returns his attention to my wife's beautiful waiting ass.

As if silently bidden, my wife places her hands against the bed-frame, faces forward and arches her back to push her bum out near Scot's face ... as he slowly begins to lift her skirt.
I watch his mouth fall fully open as her sweet ass starts to be revealed. Inch by inch of my wife's panties are slowly exposed.

Scot swallows and then shifts slightly. He must have a hard-on as he marvels at the incredible sight before him. He licks his lips as her skirt finishes up crumpled above her waist.
My wife turns her head back and down to look at Scot admiring her thrust out bottom, then slowly slides her hands a little further down the bed-frame to arch her back more, and in doing so, squash her bum against Scot's face!
Half of Scot's head is buried in the cleft of my wife's thrust out ass.