Knk - yes, Sue stayed home tonight (told me Paul was "annoyed") as I was finally feeling better when she woke me up when she got home from work. I was out until then. I thought it was something that would pass but instead, got worse. Mild temp, achey. Mild/late-flu? Who knows.
Even after sleeping most of the day today I'm still out of it so this will be quick.
Going back to Saturday, yes, he came by actually not until after dinner (which was better for me) and I was, I guess, already coming down with something as I just felt out of sorts. I liked being there with them but really, I wasn't into being there while they were getting into it. I guess that should have been a sign but instead, when they started getting chummy on the couch, I left them and went and kept busy nearby but not on top of them. Of course I did peek in on them and I did stare/watch from a distance.
I like it when I can see them when the don't think I'm there, yes, I like to see whether they're more or less reserved around me - and yes, to see if she's into it. She was and I loved seeing her really get into kissing him as he got on top of her. I wonder if it will ever not turn me on that (yet) another guy is as familiar with her body as I am. He had her panties off before she pushed him away and ran up to our bedroom.
I waited till I heard familiar noises before I went up and looked through the bedroom door that was conveniently left open just a few inches. And yes, I watched him fuck her. I think someone asked how I thought it could be beautiful to see, but to me it is. Seeing her eagerly take his cock into her - seeing her wanting him and seeing him really fuck her was really hot. But I only watched from a distance. I knew he wasn't spending the night and sure enough, he left after he'd made her scream so even our neighbors could likely hear her, I surely could. I left them alone after they went motionless and the next things I heard was noises in the bathroom and then him coming out dressed and her in her bathrobe. Neither saw me in the other room but neither looked either. She kissed him at the door before coming back up. She smiled at me and let me watch her take off her robe and let me see she was naked beneath. I swore I could see her nipples were reddened and her pussy was swollen but then maybe not. I remember it was late already and she pulled her night shirt on and we spooned up and snuggled in bed.
That was the last thing I remembered from Saturday night even though she told me we talked in bed for a while. When I woke up Sunday morning I felt like crap already.