.she spent some time in the mirror removing some makeup and from my position, her pussy was on top of me. i imagined inhaling her essence, licking any...juices that would come from my pleasure. she inserted her fingers quickly, surveying/rubbing and just as quick, hopped into the shower.i could see her through the clear curtains, she started a quick lather on her tits. i could see a bit better from the angle and her nipples were getting really hard. she wasn't pleasuring herself, but i could. We were in our late twenties and after living in our starter home for a few years we decided to move up to a larger house. We hired a realtor, but totally forgot that several times a week we would have to leave the house and go off somwehere while he sat and waited for appointments or drop-ins. He was an older guy in his forties or fifties maybe but my girlfriend confided that she did find him physically attractive. The thing I noticed right off was that he couldn't keep his eyes off of her,. "Lay back and enjoy this, but remember what you feel," she said.I thought it was a little odd the way she said it, but I wanted this so bad. Her fingers felt so good as she stroked them along my pussy lips. She moved them up and down like she was petting them. Then I felt them go deeper between my lips with each stroke. I started to moan as she teased me. I wanted her fingers deeper inside me. I could feel her fingers on each side of my cunt as she opened the lips farther apart. I could feel. "Thought you might," Christa smiled much sadder."So what happened?" I asked. "Why is she stuck with him and not you?" A couple things," Christa explained. "First, I finally realized I couldn't stand fucking him, even as beautiful as he is, without another woman there, especially my girlfriend. We had a honeymoon which basically consisted of him showing me off to all the officers he knew in all the navycamps he'd been to, which in itself wasn't bad because they tended mostly to be in pretty nice.