" Gina grins. "C'mon, man, let's do this," Ricardo sighs. Gwen crosses her arms. I look the 5 and a half foot high light brunette over. Her ...rossed arms emphasized her D-sized breasts even more. I was with Gina and Gwen was with Ricardo but it had never really mattered. Everyone knew I liked Gwen better--and Ricardo hated that. So he thought of something. "OK, what's this again?" I throw up my hands "Simple," Gina says, "whoever cums first loses! The loser gets to watch. “I like it loose and I like it tied. Tonight, for now, it’s tied.”Right. “So, tell me, how did you get the hankie up my skirt?”“I told you, sleight of hand.”“I couldn’t believe it when I found it.”She seemed to have lost interest in that. “Have you been sleeping well?”“Why do you ask?”“Nice dreams?”I didn’t think I could take much more of her mystery. “I brought it back, your hankie. I figured you might want it back.” I opened my small clasp bag and looked but the bloody thing wasn’t there. “I. She said what time is it? I looked at the alarm clock and said nine fourty five. She said no its to early go back in the den. I gave her my sad look, she said now go on I'm going to fuck him this morning. I turned and walked out but I left the door opened a little. I sat on the couch and turned the TV on and lowered the volume down low. In about half an hour I could hear my wife moaning very quietly. I stood and tip tied down the hall. I peeked into the room. There was my wife riding his big. I collapsed on top of her, letting the delicious feelings subside for a moment before rolling off her. We rested for a few minutes, kissing each other lightly as our hands outlined the curve of each other’s buttocks, occasionally finding their way into the valley as if to check the wetness to be found there. Soon we both felt the rising need inside our bodies, and she gently pushed me onto my back and mounted me. She started slowly with me, grinding her pussy against mine with more force. I.