It wasn’t long before Val came bundling down the stairs and entered the kitchen“Morning Bro, Thanks for the coffee” she said in a chirpy voice g...ving me a peck on the cheek. She looked good in her tee shirt which only just covered her arse and as she was developing she was looking better; she knew it and she knew that I knew it too.I decided to strike while the iron was hot and she was in a good mood,“Fancy practicing some moves this morning?” I asked in a helpful voice as if doing her a. Oh those red lips. I got up from the chair I had been sitting in since I had gotten out of the shower. I had been watching a weather report on the TV and snapped it off, tossing the controller away. She slid toward me, every part of her moving and jiggling and twisting. I swear I could smell her musk. By the time she got to me she had somehow lost her panties. I didn’t know how she did, but she never fell out of step with her erotic slink toward me. She pushed herself against me. My cock was. She gave him her lingering hug, stroked his growing erection through his shorts. She stepped back and looked at me, then looked at Dave. He gulped a couple of swallows of his drink. She didn't wait for anyone to say anything and dropped to her knees. Her face was was right in front of Dave's zipper. Maria reached up and unbuttoned them, slowly lowered his zipper. Dave looked at me, questioning. "Just go with it, Dave." I said. He shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the top of Maria's. Their wives watched withinterest as their two athletic husbands raced back and forth,their faces distorted out of shape each time they heavedthemselves up at the end of a lap and gasped for air to fill theirlungs. Neither of them could gain an inch on the other, and theyfinally touched the concrete on the fifth lap at exactly the sameinstant, making it a tie. “Bravo, Hercules!” Grace Furness shouted, clapping her hands,forgetting for the moment her breasts were uncovered. Then.