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I couldn’t believ how quiet the house felt that mroning. My wife mentioned a “girls day” with Lisa, her college bestie. I laughed it off and headed to work late. My boss texted mid-morning that a client meeting got canceled. No reschedule needed. I decided to head home early for once since paperwork could wait. I parked down the street to surpirse her. I slipped in the side door softly. The house seemed empty at first. But then I heard giggles from upstairs. I paused at the base of the stairs. Low murmurs caught my ear. My heart beat faster slowly. Was their girls day turning into something else?
I crept up the stairs step by step. The bedroom door stood cracked open. I peeked in carefully. My wife and Lisa sat on the bed, chatting close together. Empty wine glasses sat on the nightstand. Lisa stretched out casual in her tank top and shorts. My wife sat cross-legged beside her. She rested her hand light on Lisa’s knee. “I missed this” Lisa said softly. My wife smiled. “Me too. It’s been too long…..way too long.” Lisa’s fingers traced small circles up my wife’s thigh. My wife sighed. Her eyes half-closed. My gut felt tight slowly. Was this just flirty talk? Or something more?
Lisa leaned in slow. Her lips brushed my wife’s ear first. She whispered something I couldn’t hear. My wife turned her head. Their kiss landed soft at first, testing. Lisa pulled back. Their eyes locked. “You sure?” My wife nodded. The second kiss went deeper. Their tongues touched light. Hands started moving. Lisa’s slid under my wife’s tank top. She stroked her stomach slow. My wife’s hands gripped Lisa’s waist. She pulled her closer. Their breaths grew heavier. I froze in the hallway shadow. My dick got hard. I should walk away now. But my feet stayed planted.
They moved lazy on the bed. Lisa tugged my wife’s tank up inch by inch. My wife lifted her arms. She lay bare now. Her nipples got hard in the cool air. Lisa’s mouth went down her chest with kisses. My wife arched slow. “That feels good.” Her hands tangled in Lisa’s hair. Lisa reached into her bag on the floor. She pulled out the harness quietly. My eyes widened. Her bag? This was planned. “Want me to use it?” My wife nodded. Lisa strapped it on slow. She put lube on it. My wife peeled off her shorts. Her legs parted easy. Lisa got above her. She rubbed the strap along my wife’s slit, teasing. No rush. My wife moaned low. “Please.”
The thrust came inch by inch. It built slow. My wife gasped. Her hips rocked up to meet it. Lisa set a slow rhythm at first. Her hands pinned my wife’s wrists light. Kisses mixed with their breaths. The bed moved soft under their weight. I stood frozen. My pulse went up steady. Betrayal hit slow. How many girls days like this? My wife bucked slow. “Deeper. God, you use it so right. Not like him fumbling with that useless dick” Lisa laughed low. “Yeah, he cums too fast. Can’t even hit the spot.” Sweat beaded slow on their skin. I felt part mad, part hooked. My hand stayed near my zipper. I held back.
A creak from my foot gave me away. Lisa’s head lookeddto the door. Our eyes met through the crack. “Fuck, your husband!” She yanked out fast. My wife gasped, legs clamping shut. “Babe?! How long were you there?” They grabbed sheets quicklyy, faces red and scared. Silence hung heavy. I stood frozen, dick hard. My wife spoke first, voice shaky. “You saw everything?” I nodded slow. Lisa peeked from behind the sheet. “He’s not leaving.” My wife’s shock faded slow to a grin. “Well, bet this beats your twopump dick game.” Lisa giggled nervously. “God, he’s just standing there. Pathetic. Watching us do it right?”
My wife flushed but her eyes got sharp. “Sit down then. Watch how it’s done right. Maybe learn something.” Lisa waved me over. I stepped in slow. I shut the door quiet. “I caught you.” My voice sounded rough. Lisa started rocking slow again. “Yeah you did. Your little dick get it yet?” I sat on the bed edge stiff. Inches from their heat. My wife looked at me curious. Her hand reached slow to my thigh. The warm touch stayed. “We didn’t plan getting caught. But damn, you’re missing out not being able to fuck like this.” Lisa smirked. “Unlike your quick cum routine.”
My wife moaned soft. Her eyes stayed on my face. “It feels better now. Real skill.” Lisa’s free hand went up my leg. It brushed my bulge light. “Hard already? Pathetic” I nodded. Heat beat my doubts slow. Her fingers pressed hard. My wife gasped loud. Lisa kissed my neck and whispered. “Good. Keep your eyes here. Learn.”
The build went on slow. My wife shook first. Her body shook light. Her mouth opened. “I’m close. Fuck. So much better than his sad dick will ever do.” Lisa pushed deep and held tight. “That’s right. Take it like he never could.” Their kiss locked it. They shared long breaths, moaning in each other’s mouths. Lisa pulled back wet, smiling down at her. “Two real women cumming. Something your worthless husband can’t do.” I sat there hard and quiet, face burning. My wife breathed heavy, eyes on Lisa. “Heard that, babe? Even you know it’s true.”
My wife sat up slow, legs shaking. “Admit it, honey. Your two-pump dick never made me shake like that.” Lisa laughed, strap dripping. “Say you can’t fuck her right, loser.” Silence hit hard. My wife grabbed my chin. “Say it loud or get out.” My voice cracked. “I can’t satisfy you.” They laughed hard. “Quick cum loser,” Lisa said mean.
Lisa pushed the wet strap at my face. “Touch it. Closest you get to pussy.” My wife grabbed my hand and put it on the strap. “Feel how wet I got? Your dick does nothing.” They laughed loud. My wife kissed Lisa hard right over me. “Sit in corner next girls day. Watch only,” she said. Lisa smiled. “Bring popcorn for the loser.” My wife stood up. Her eyes looked cold. “Jerk off alone….also….. sleep on the couch tonight”
They then left me alone and hard