I'm not complaining :-)As we were driving along and chatting, I kept staring at her boobs, large thighs and hips. Her shirt had risen a bit and some f...esh on her hips was visible. I could also see a bit of her bra as the buttons struggled to contain her boobs. She was concentrating on driving so didn't notice me staring. I was sporting an erection now. Then she pulled into a driveway. I didn't realise how close she was to the college and now had to get out of the car without her seeing my hard. I'm not cuttin' line."When I came through the door I motioned Jerry to me. I whispered to him, "Hey Man. I bought me and my friend a one on one with each of them. I get the young one. I know her and been wanting to tap her sweet cunt for a couple of years. The dude I'm bringing in may not want me to do it because he wants her for himself. He has a ticket for a one on one with either of them too but if he wants the young one he needs to wait. If he gets nasty I need you to be sure and keep him. I had the strangest reaction. Since then, I’ve read a number of stories of ‘wife watchers,’ and almost all of them were wildly excited. They usually describe seeing their wives engaged in sex with another man as causing them to have rigid cocks which would cum, almost involuntarily. I had none of that. For me, it was much like watching a porn film, arousing but, not explosively so. Oh, I knew that it was Sandy having her tits felt, but, somehow, I felt divorced from the action, an observer but. His rigid penis was trapped between his belly and Nancy’s already-wet vagina and she moved her hips, rubbing herself against him, sending thrills coursing through her. Ted raised his hips and the tip of his rigid pole slid down, into her warm, damp portal. He thrust into her, bringing a gasp of joy from her. ‘Oh, God! I need you so badly!’ Nancy murmured, her eyes wide. ‘I need you just as badly!’ Ted said. To demonstrate, he began driving into her powerfully. Nancy could feel her snug channel.