The day Byron moved in Becky was as excited as a cat inheat. Every time I glanced at her she looked like afeline on the prowl, her nipples were defini...ely on highbeams. While I was at work, Becky was scurrying aroundhelping Byron get settled in. All day long kinky eroticvisions popped into my mind.By four o’clock I couldn’t concentrate on my work anylonger so I headed home. I don’t know what made me usethe dirt road that comes up to the barn behind the housebut that’s. I was soooooooo excited and immeadiately started thinking about all the things a girl would; what I would wear, my hair, my shoes…everything. My wife wanted to make it comfortable so she invited our friend Amy to come along with us. Amy is the only other one in our lives who know about my dressing and just about every other dirty littl secret we have. She has been involved in many of those secrets and my wife really enjoys her company both in and outside of the bedroom. So I figured it could be. We then continued down the beach. Heads were turning when they saw two nude blondes walk by. We kind of enjoyed it. Actually we loved the attention. We would be disappointed if they didn’t look.With all the attention we were getting, we felt like Grand Marshals in a parade. We were waving to the right and waving at the blokes to the left and we weren’t paying attention at what was in front of us. We got back to reality when someone in a loud voice said, “Kelli!”We looked up and Kelli said, “Oh. Some nights, when they thought you were asleep you could hear Amy slurping on his cock, gagging on the girth. Other nights, she'd attempt to quietly ride him, straddling herself against his muscled abs.There was a dark side to them, though.A few times, you'd plop on your pillow and smell Amy's nectar. They must have propped the pillow beneath their thrusting thighs and mixed their fluids all over it. You got a hard on huffing her musk, realizing, with horror, that you were also breathing in the.