Walking home, I heard a car horn. I looked around and it was my neighbor. "Want a ride sport?"he asked. I almost said no, because I wanted to go home,...but my mouth didn't listen. "Sure" popped out, and I opened the door and hopped in. He asked how my day was, fine I told him. Then he patted my legs, how's that tight ass doing? I felt a tingle in my gut, and my dick started to get hard. It's bored, came out. Wait, who's doing the talking? I thought my brain did the thinking and gave me words to. Maine gas band kia or use apni god me utha ke bedroom me le aaya. Use bed pe lita dia or uske ooper aa gaya. Maine apne hatho se uske chehre ko pakad ke uske mathe pe kiss karne laga usne aankhein band kar lit hi or maje me siskiyaan le rahi thi. Maine uske mathe pe aayi pasine ki boondo ko chata , uske aankho ko kiss kia uske gallon pe apni jeebh feri. Wo control me nahi thi suddenly usne mere head ko pakda or apne honth mere honth se mila diye. Wo ekdum pagal ho gayi thi, bhukhi thi, wo mujhe. What I didn't expect was what came next.Julie and Lisa were on the phone when I got home from playing basketball. Julie's face was flushed, her nipples were straining to tear through her shirt and the smell of her arousal hung heavy in the bedroom."That sounds so hot Lis," Julie said into the phone. "Rick's home, I gotta run baby. I'll let you know what he says tomorrow hun. You too." Julie hung up the phone and walked over to give me a deep kiss."Mmm, nice and sweaty," she said playfully as. The annual barbeque came around, the plan as always was, the day would be spent in the back garden, by Terry’s swimming pool, we’d eat and drink till around six or seven, then each couple went to their room, to prepare for the night ahead. This gave any couple that wanted to, a chance to leave quietly, with no questions asked, and of course no embarrassment.Watching my wife flirting all day with the other three husbands was a real turn on. She knew my fetish of voyeurism, and made sure I could.