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ChiDog
Guest
We go back to his place. I wander into his kitchen to get some drinks while they go to the couch. At first he sits, and she drapes her hot thighs across him. I come and sit in the recliner next to the couch, hand out drinks, and we engage in some small talk.
They kiss a bit here and there. I try to look disinterested, and sort of look away. She eventually gets aggressive, as she always does, and straddles him, and starts making out hard. Her short skirt rides way up her thighs, and he starts reaching. I sort of pretend to be sleepy, and definitely disinterested, while stealing a peak here and there. Damn, I'm wanting to just stare and soak it in.
He keeps asking her if it's really OK to do this in front of me, keeps asking her to go to his room. She keeps him on the couch.
Their hands wander some more while they make out. I go to the bathroom and stay there for a long time, letting them move it along without me. I keep the bathroom door cracked open so I can hear, but I can't see them.
Eventually I hear some great moans from her. Turns out while I was gone he pushed her panties aside and swiped his tongue across her clit a few times, but not as much as she would want.
I walk back down the hall quietly but go to the kitchen and get another drink. I stay there to give him some space. Clearly he's goin' for it, and I'm dying to peak around the corner, but I don't.
All the sudden he stands up and comes around the corner, with her in his arms, and her legs wrapped around his back, like she was staddling him on the couch and he just stood up. When I left the living room for the bathroom she was wearing a long sweater dress. Now she's only wearing panties.
They laugh and she tells me they're going to his room. I stay in the kitchen. I notice that I can see into his bedroom from the kitchen. They walk in and he shuts the door, which I was afraid of. Was even more afraid he'd lock it. It would still be hot listening to my wife getting boned that way, but I'm hoping for more...
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They kiss a bit here and there. I try to look disinterested, and sort of look away. She eventually gets aggressive, as she always does, and straddles him, and starts making out hard. Her short skirt rides way up her thighs, and he starts reaching. I sort of pretend to be sleepy, and definitely disinterested, while stealing a peak here and there. Damn, I'm wanting to just stare and soak it in.
He keeps asking her if it's really OK to do this in front of me, keeps asking her to go to his room. She keeps him on the couch.
Their hands wander some more while they make out. I go to the bathroom and stay there for a long time, letting them move it along without me. I keep the bathroom door cracked open so I can hear, but I can't see them.
Eventually I hear some great moans from her. Turns out while I was gone he pushed her panties aside and swiped his tongue across her clit a few times, but not as much as she would want.
I walk back down the hall quietly but go to the kitchen and get another drink. I stay there to give him some space. Clearly he's goin' for it, and I'm dying to peak around the corner, but I don't.
All the sudden he stands up and comes around the corner, with her in his arms, and her legs wrapped around his back, like she was staddling him on the couch and he just stood up. When I left the living room for the bathroom she was wearing a long sweater dress. Now she's only wearing panties.
They laugh and she tells me they're going to his room. I stay in the kitchen. I notice that I can see into his bedroom from the kitchen. They walk in and he shuts the door, which I was afraid of. Was even more afraid he'd lock it. It would still be hot listening to my wife getting boned that way, but I'm hoping for more...
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