We talked most of the ride up to his place and she made it clear to me that she was going to be his fully and that if I wanted to just drop her off or if I wanted to leave after dinner and come back later for her, she said it would be okay. I told her I'd leave those options open for now and instead I held her hand and asked her if she was going to feel comfortable with me there. She asked me if I was going to be okay seeing her being "more his" and I said that I thought it might be good to see what will be in the future. She was quiet and then I added something like "besides, I want to see what he's like at his place with you". In turn, still holding my hand she told me that if I let her, that she would be comfortable. I asked what she meant and she just said that she was going to be his and that I would be "more like a friend with us" and then she said it "like when we went skiing baby...". I told her that other than over dinner when I'd like to feel a part of the conversation, that if she wanted alone time with him or wanted to "do it all in front of me" that it was up to her. She leaned over and kissed my cheek and told me she loved me.
So - as I said - he was a bit different. He was cordial to me as I am to him but he seemed to also say to me what he wanted. Like when I came into the living room he said "why don't you sit right here" and when it came to dinner, I expected it, but he also put himself and Sue close to each other with me a bit further away. But it was her greeting to him that let me know that she was going to be very serious about things with him. It was a very passionate kiss that definitely involved some bumping and grinding to where she was flushed and had that glow in her eyes when the separated. She turned to me and asked me in a soft voice "are you okay?" I knew she wanted an honest answer so I just nodded my head yes. She smiled and handed me the bottle of wine we'd brought and she kissed him again and then told me to "talk nice.... while I get changed...".
We talked idly for a moment - sports - Yankees - weather - golf - work. It was easy to talk, he seemed very relaxed. A moment later I heard Sue ask for a glass of wine as she came back into the kitchen area. Just before I heard her I realized where she was and it was good because a moment later seeing her in just his dress-shirt - and it fitting loosely too - was incredibly arousing. She slid up against him and kissed him as he handed her a glass of wine. I honestly felt like I was the outsider for a moment and to be honest - seeing how easy they were together made it a bit of a turn on.
There was a bit of a sunset so we watched from the den/living room area and again, Paul guided me to a chair saying it had a good view or something while he and Sue sat on the couch together. She was clearly focused on him and not caring at all that when she sat or moved in certain directions that she was virtually naked. We all talked and it was kind of surreal seeing her sitting next to him. From where I was sitting I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the shirt material.
Dinner was a lasagna in the oven - no he didn't make it but it was from an excellent well-known restaurant and it was indeed very good. The wine we brought along with another bottle of his made for the 3 of us to be a bit buzzed - but also for her to be more and more openly horny with him. After dinner she all but sat on his lap and kissed. I let them be alone for a bit and I walked out into his backyard area - not a bad layout for a large townhouse/condo. The newspaper and news had been talking about the Orionid meteor shower so I had something to look up at the stars for - but didn't see anything. It did occupy a bit of time - enough that the next thing I heard was Paul saying to me "hey.... we're going upstairs...." and as he turned he said something else that I couldn't hear and I stood there for a second.
I was surprised at how things had progressed fairly quickly, but then wondered if I'd lost track of time. Either way as I thought to them both going up to his bedroom I got a wicked hardon. I could have gone right up but instead I gave them a little more time - and I adjusted my pants a bit. It didn't matter though - when I went up to the hallway and looked towards his bedroom, the door was closed. I stood there for a few minutes and listened to them and closed my eyes, and yes, for a moment there I started to stroke my cock too. I couldn't hear much in terms of words - just a few from her - more, oh yeah, that's it, and yes ohhhhh! He seemed to have mainly grunts but at one point I did hear him say "move down the bed" very clearly followed by a loud intense moan from her. (she later told me he had her on her knees at the edge of the bed - but instead of fucking her, he knelt and licked and at her pussy.
I told her later on that I'd imagined all sorts of things at that moment which made her giggle.
After a few minutes of hearing her and them going at it I thought maybe I should go back down to his living room and just hang around there rather than eavesdropping. And after feeling silly sitting there I went back outside. I realized when I turned back to look at the sky that I could also see his bedroom window and I guess as before (she told me I took a long time to come in earlier based on what she says I heard - and what I missed!).
Maybe the glass of wine I took with me helped but again - it seemed that almost no time had gone by when I saw the bedroom light go on and I figured they were done maybe. This time the door was open but the bedroom was empty. I heard voices though - coming from his bathroom - and that door was closed. Laughing and talking - and oh man she knows it gets to me - toilets flushing and then the shower going on. I couldn't hear voices after I heard them under the water other than an occasional moan or louder sound. When the water went off I felt like a voyeur again so I went back downstairs and thought I'd wait.
Maybe 10 minutes later I heard sound footsteps and when I turned around it was Paul in a bathrobe. He was in the kitchen and said something to me that I didn't hear at first - what I did hear was "....she'll be down in a few minutes...". I said "ok" and he said "thanks for coming over with her" and that was it. He walked back upstairs. He didn't say to follow him and I just waited. It didn't seem as long when she came downstairs, alone. Her hair was still a little wet and it was obvious she'd just gotten dressed and all her makeup was off - but it was how she looked that made me smile - there was a look in her eyes that said it was what she'd needed.
She kissed me and hugged me and said thanks and "thanks for understanding we wanted to be alone". As I held the door open for her she said she loved me and thanked me again. I held the car door open for her and she slid in and I joined her. It was quiet as we drove away and then she started to talk....
I'll try to finish this a bit later. But lets just say we talked about a lot of stuff on the 45 minute drive home.
So - as I said - he was a bit different. He was cordial to me as I am to him but he seemed to also say to me what he wanted. Like when I came into the living room he said "why don't you sit right here" and when it came to dinner, I expected it, but he also put himself and Sue close to each other with me a bit further away. But it was her greeting to him that let me know that she was going to be very serious about things with him. It was a very passionate kiss that definitely involved some bumping and grinding to where she was flushed and had that glow in her eyes when the separated. She turned to me and asked me in a soft voice "are you okay?" I knew she wanted an honest answer so I just nodded my head yes. She smiled and handed me the bottle of wine we'd brought and she kissed him again and then told me to "talk nice.... while I get changed...".
We talked idly for a moment - sports - Yankees - weather - golf - work. It was easy to talk, he seemed very relaxed. A moment later I heard Sue ask for a glass of wine as she came back into the kitchen area. Just before I heard her I realized where she was and it was good because a moment later seeing her in just his dress-shirt - and it fitting loosely too - was incredibly arousing. She slid up against him and kissed him as he handed her a glass of wine. I honestly felt like I was the outsider for a moment and to be honest - seeing how easy they were together made it a bit of a turn on.
There was a bit of a sunset so we watched from the den/living room area and again, Paul guided me to a chair saying it had a good view or something while he and Sue sat on the couch together. She was clearly focused on him and not caring at all that when she sat or moved in certain directions that she was virtually naked. We all talked and it was kind of surreal seeing her sitting next to him. From where I was sitting I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the shirt material.
Dinner was a lasagna in the oven - no he didn't make it but it was from an excellent well-known restaurant and it was indeed very good. The wine we brought along with another bottle of his made for the 3 of us to be a bit buzzed - but also for her to be more and more openly horny with him. After dinner she all but sat on his lap and kissed. I let them be alone for a bit and I walked out into his backyard area - not a bad layout for a large townhouse/condo. The newspaper and news had been talking about the Orionid meteor shower so I had something to look up at the stars for - but didn't see anything. It did occupy a bit of time - enough that the next thing I heard was Paul saying to me "hey.... we're going upstairs...." and as he turned he said something else that I couldn't hear and I stood there for a second.
I was surprised at how things had progressed fairly quickly, but then wondered if I'd lost track of time. Either way as I thought to them both going up to his bedroom I got a wicked hardon. I could have gone right up but instead I gave them a little more time - and I adjusted my pants a bit. It didn't matter though - when I went up to the hallway and looked towards his bedroom, the door was closed. I stood there for a few minutes and listened to them and closed my eyes, and yes, for a moment there I started to stroke my cock too. I couldn't hear much in terms of words - just a few from her - more, oh yeah, that's it, and yes ohhhhh! He seemed to have mainly grunts but at one point I did hear him say "move down the bed" very clearly followed by a loud intense moan from her. (she later told me he had her on her knees at the edge of the bed - but instead of fucking her, he knelt and licked and at her pussy.
I told her later on that I'd imagined all sorts of things at that moment which made her giggle.
After a few minutes of hearing her and them going at it I thought maybe I should go back down to his living room and just hang around there rather than eavesdropping. And after feeling silly sitting there I went back outside. I realized when I turned back to look at the sky that I could also see his bedroom window and I guess as before (she told me I took a long time to come in earlier based on what she says I heard - and what I missed!).
Maybe the glass of wine I took with me helped but again - it seemed that almost no time had gone by when I saw the bedroom light go on and I figured they were done maybe. This time the door was open but the bedroom was empty. I heard voices though - coming from his bathroom - and that door was closed. Laughing and talking - and oh man she knows it gets to me - toilets flushing and then the shower going on. I couldn't hear voices after I heard them under the water other than an occasional moan or louder sound. When the water went off I felt like a voyeur again so I went back downstairs and thought I'd wait.
Maybe 10 minutes later I heard sound footsteps and when I turned around it was Paul in a bathrobe. He was in the kitchen and said something to me that I didn't hear at first - what I did hear was "....she'll be down in a few minutes...". I said "ok" and he said "thanks for coming over with her" and that was it. He walked back upstairs. He didn't say to follow him and I just waited. It didn't seem as long when she came downstairs, alone. Her hair was still a little wet and it was obvious she'd just gotten dressed and all her makeup was off - but it was how she looked that made me smile - there was a look in her eyes that said it was what she'd needed.
She kissed me and hugged me and said thanks and "thanks for understanding we wanted to be alone". As I held the door open for her she said she loved me and thanked me again. I held the car door open for her and she slid in and I joined her. It was quiet as we drove away and then she started to talk....
I'll try to finish this a bit later. But lets just say we talked about a lot of stuff on the 45 minute drive home.