Far2 - yes, she wants to go see him tomorrow evening after work.
I guess where I'd start with the weekend is what got to me the most - what both turned me on as well as got me going in other ways is pretty much what I knew was going to happen so in some ways, it wasn't a surprise. Sue and I pretty much skied together most of the time while Paul would often opt for more difficult trails and would meet us at the ski-lift - but there were also several times where she and he went off together while I explored elsewhere, and even a few times Paul and I took a few runs together. Dare I say that I found him an okay guy?!
It'd be Saturday night that got to me the most - we'd gone straight from skiing to getting into a change of clothes and then getting drinks for a while after skiing. I knew to expect it and it so brought back memories of when I would be out with her and Don and she would essentially be his for the night. This was very much the same feeling - it was definitely Sue and Paul with me as a 3rd wheel. Now I know she had wanted to feel very "into him" this weekend away and I knew that her focus on him - laughing and talking closely while having a few drinks - was necessary for her to get herself in the mood. When I came back from the bathroom I found them making out at the bar one time and at other times she had her arm around him or vice-versa. I was included in the conversation but only out of necessity and I actually found myself staring at the TV above the bar reading the closed-captions.
Their closeness extended to us getting into our car - with them both in the back - as I drove us to the restaurant we'd picked for dinner. It was very nice that Paul splurged and picked up the whole check, me included, but by that time, it was obvious he should be paying for Sue as by the end of the meal, it was obvious that, like when she was seeing Don, she was Paul's for the night.
She was mildly buzzed when we got back to the condo and that's when things began to get a bit more explicit. They both went into the bedroom and I could hear her moaning and I imagined he was going down on her (confirmed later on) - the door was shut so I turned the TV on and kept busy until it opened a while later and she had on a bathrobe but underneath I could see some sexy lingerie when the robe would slip off her shoulders. They joined me watching some TV with both of them sitting on the couch - well, with her on his lap. They continued kissing as if I wasn't there and eventually his hands roamed all over her and she responded also as if I wasn't there.
They continued groping each other and at one point I recall them in a spooning position and he pushed up the back of her robe and while I couldn't see for sure, she gasped and shifted herself around at one point and I actually wondered if he'd stuck his cock in her from behind right there next to me while we watched TV. I got up to get something to drink and before I came back - I heard their bedroom door shut again.
This time while I watched TV there was no doubt he was fucking her. I could hear her moaning and making sounds but I could also hear her tell him "harder" and "deeper" many times until she let out a moan that I knew was when she'd cum hard with him. Just a few minutes later I heard him moan loudly too and I remember feeling so warm all over thinking that they'd both just cum almost together. It wasn't even 8pm yet and they'd already fucked. But just a few minutes later they both came out of the bedroom and joined me again in the living area by the TV. This time they were a little more engaged with me and talkative and less touchy-feely. I don't even remember what we watched on TV because her lying across his lap was distracting to me as he just caressed her hair and her shoulder and massaged her back and neck a bit.
What really got to me was - and I don't know if it was intentional or accidental - but at least 2 or 3 times when I looked back at them, her robe had moved or fallen open. One time I had clear view of her breasts and I loved seeing how hard and aroused her nipples were. But another time the robe opened below the belt and I could see, fairly clearly, the slit of her pussy glistening wet and the lips around it looking slightly swollen and distended. I wished she would have shown me more but I also knew she was lying in his arms and it just wasn't to be my turn yet. My cock was incredibly hard as we watched TV and talked and had some wine together. She made some comments about Paul having taken good care of her and my reply that "I could tell" - but it was light hearted and even though awkward, it turned me on.
It was probably sometime about 9:30pm that again their focus returned to each other and they again began messing around on the couch in front of me. The additonal wine seemed to ease Sue's inhibitions and at one point the top of her robe opened fully showing me both breasts and I could see faint hickies on them - she giggled and said "whoops - look at me showing you almost everything". And just a few moments after that she giggled again and sat up and then took Paul's hand and said "lets go baby, I want some more of you".
Now, I said I knew what to expect and I knew this was coming. Every time she skis she gets horny. As if the exercise and fresh air makes her want it even more. This time they didn't close the bedroom door and when I heard the sounds of them getting involved I went back to watch. He was hard and already in her when I got to the doorway - but what I saw wasn't them going at it full and heavy - but rather them enjoying what was clearly a slow fuck. He would pull so slowly out of her - and from behind I could see her pussy lips clinging to his cock until I saw her pussy seeming ot be pulled open as I knew the big head of his cock was right there - and then he'd push back into her.
I watched for what had to be 10-15 minutes - and that was all they were doing. She was so wet and he was just enjoying fucking her slowly and deeply. I knew from our own past that she really liked sex after skiing - and now seeing her really enjoy it with him was just amazing. As I watched, I admit, it did give me a lot of angst and agita to see just how comfortable and intimate they were together - how easily he would tease her and bring her almost to orgasm and then back down. But sure enough, several times - including twice that I watched - he fucked her till she shook and came hard beneath him - but he just kept plowing away at her and he didn't cum himself. After like 20 minutes of watching this I realized that they weren't going to go at it hard and heavy at all - but rather they were going to fuck like that for a long time.
It was incredible to see her close her eyes beneath him and to see her knees pull back and apart even more just as she'd slip into an orgasm. And no, they weren't faked as each time there was a thick bead of wetness that would appear on the underside of his cock and would take on a whitish color as he kept fucking her.
Is it crazy that inside I was rooting for him and thinking that I'd like to see him fuck her harder and deeper?
I actually left them in the bedroom - she'd moved on top of him and then they'd rolled back onto her back before I left - and again, she'd cum either a lot or a little but he kept on enjoying her. She surprised me by coming out of the bedroom in her robe (loosely tied) and she got some more wine from the kitchen. The look in her eyes was just incredible - as if she was smiling in her eyes - and when she went back into the bedroom I followed.
Paul was lying naked on the bed stroking his cock, apparently keeping it hard. She walked in and as she stood at the foot of the bed she dropped the robe off onto the floor and I watched her slither up onto the bed. Whether she did it for me or not- it didn't matter - she crawled across the bed with her butt up in the air and her pussy looking directly at me while she leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. When he was hard I watched from behind as she climbed up on top of him - held his cock and rubbed the head back and forth over her pussy and then - I watched her work it back into her pussy where she ground herself down hard onto him. She moaned loudly and leaned over and kissed him and then she lay still on top of him and she must have whispered something to him because he shifted around - took her hips in his hands and he proceeded to fuck her - thrusting upwards into her as she held herself above him. Within a few moments she began to moan and then let out a shriek as a gush of wetness sprayed out of her and I guess Paul's earlier load of cum must have been part of that.
She just held herself there and let him fuck her like that - moaning loudly the whole time and shaking her head back and forth. Finally after I didn't think she could cum much more, she literally collapsed against him. My god she looked so hot lying on top of him like that with her legs lewdly spread apart and his cock still buried inside her. I was scared to move or do anything to disturb them. I was actually amazed at how many times she'd orgasmed while Paul seemed to expertly fuck her.
But when she finally caught her breath - she managed to roll off of him - and I still don't think she saw me - but she rolled onto her back and she said something like "it's your turn already" and I realized that they'd probably been fucking for over an hour already in one form or another. Her pussy looked a little raw - but beautiful. Can I say that I really felt pride at that moment - I just loved how comfortable she looked lying there - spreading her legs for him and most definitely inviting him to use her as he wanted. Her whole focus was on him and his cock that it was obvious she wanted back inside her. I think if she would have seen me there it might have broken the spell - but at that moment - I know that all she could think about was being filled again with his cock - and I have to say - it was the look on her face as well as just how erotic she looked lying there literally giving herself to him - that I thought about when I finally jerked off later on!!!!!
I think he tried to get her to cum yet again because I heard her moan and say something about "no more, it's for you now" - and after that she seemed to lie almost still and literally just lay there and let him do what he wanted. I guess the whole time had gotten him recharged bacause after she said that, he seemed to really step up his energy. His thrusts into her would be accompanied by her body moving with him and when he'd pull back - she'd try to hunch herself downwards to keep him in deeper.
Again I found myself rooting for him and almost wanted to say out loud that he should fuck her good already. But maybe he heard my mental message because just a few moments later he started to really pick up the pace and she was right there with him. I do love how she looks when she's about to cum - her eyes will flutter and her head with thrash back and forth - and her toes, they curl up so tightly - but usually only on 1 foot which is kind of cute now that I've noticed it! I didn't think she had any more orgasm strength left in her - but then I realized what was happening - she was responding to him - and yes, I saw his own familiar motions that, yes, I know mean he's getting close to cumming. I guess that sounds weird but then again, I've seen him fuck her a lot now and - well, you just know these things. And sure enough - just a few minutes later I saw her wrap her legs around him and I knew that she must have known he was close. Just a moment later I heard him grunt and moan loudly and even from the distance I was at, I could see his body tense several times and as he seemed to move up on her with each grunt - the last 2 of them I could see his balls seem to pull upwards as he'd push into her sightly more.
I swear, the knowledge that he was cumming in her right then was almost enough that if I'd had my cock out - I'd have cum all over. But I struggled and managed to hold that off - at least for a little while longer. But I did leave them when I saw that Paul had now relaxed and that they'd rolled over onto their sides - with her leg still around him and his cock still in her. They started to kiss and caress each other right then and for as much as I wanted to kiss her or hug her (or cum on her - lol) myself - I also remembered that she wanted this weekend for her and that I was quite sure she wouldn't want me to interrupt the moment she was sharing.
