I had a guy in mind and invited him over for supper and fun. He agreed along with my wife. We had a nice dinner and went into the living room to relax... My wife and I were sitting on the couch and Tom was in a lounge chair a few feet away, facing us. My wife began rubbing my leg and soon had my shorts un-buttoned and her hand in my panties. Both my wife and I could see Tom’s boner in his shorts as he watched us. My wife pulled off my shorts and shirt. I was wearing a teen bra and lacy, black,. He raised himself up on one elbow and looked at her sleeping face, and listened to her soft, quiet breathing. As he did, his mind was flooded by a barrage of images from the night before of her and that young, and extremely well-hung black guy; Francis, fucking. As those images flashed across his waking mind, he felt his own cock stiffening in response to it.Studying Laura's face, he felt himself smile. He'd been amazed at how relatively easily she had 'given herself' to Francis. He'd initially. . Now!she said in a demanding voice. ok ok I got up and stood in front of her. I slowly grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Then I undid my jeans and kicked them aside. I was trying hard to make sure my erection stayed in boxers. I had a bit of a fat, but it wasnt too bad . Oh my! You have a sexy body she winked Thank you hottie I said as my confidence was rising with each moment passing by Come! Sit beside me she said I sat in front of her but keeping some distance. Chuck said, “How about I bring along a couple gallons of Hawaiian Fruit Blast.”“Great. I’ll let Sally and Steve know what to expect,” Betsy said.It was thirty minutes later before Betsy actually ran off. Their good-bye lasted a little longer than either had expected. It was the arrival of a customer that finally brought it to an end.As promised, Chuck showed up at the house with flowers and chocolates in hand at seven o’clock sharp. He was dressed in shorts and a Hawaiian shirt with sandals on.