The Extra Person: Watching, Helping by WhO2,WhO2

Tonya and Eric were in a rut. After 25-plus years of marriage with a mostly-satisfying sex life, the kids were in college and they finally had the house to themselves most of the time. But after months of trying to rekindle the “sex any time, any place” mentality that dominated their pre-kid lives, they still kept ending back up at “if you’re not too tired” quickie Saturday nights. Not bad, but not earth-shattering either.

“Maybe we could try role playing” Tonya suggested one night as they discussed trying something different.

“Yeah, maybe we could,” Eric responded. “But we never got into role playing before…”

“Good point,” she said not sounding too disappointed.

“We could do it in the hot tub,” he countered.

“That’s sounds good…” Tonya replied with barely more enthusiasm than Eric offered to her prior suggestion. “…but maybe we save that for a day when it’s less than 100 degrees out.”

“Yeah, maybe that week that’s winter around here,” Eric added.

After a few more less-than-enthusiastic possibilities, they were close to losing any interest in anything for the current night.

“So what were some of our fantasies PK?” Tonya asked using the ‘PK’ acronym they usually used to discuss life ‘pre-kids’.

“The one we talked about so much back then was doing it while someone watched…” Eric answered wondering how she would respond.

Tonya finally wore something resembling a smile as she reacquainted herself with that long-ago fantasy.

“Yeah, you’re right. We had some pretty hot fucks fantasizing about that,” she said with the first hint of enthusiasm of the evening.

Eric loved it when she used the ‘F’ word. Sometimes they had sex, sometimes they made love, but the best orgasms were when they fucked. Sex was physical release, making love was gentle and sharing, but fucking was intense and hot and wet and extremely orgasmic. It could start with a tease that lasted all day or a quick naked glimpse as she got ready for bed. Or, it could be a request. But it was always the best, most satisfying sex.

“I maybe like the idea,” she added as he was thinking of possibilities. “But I don’t see anyone around to watch us,” she added with a hint of dejection.

“Maybe not tonight…” he offered, “but I might know someone who could be interested. And maybe she would put on a solo show for us as well.”

“Really? Who??” Tonya asked.

“My friend Kate from college. Years ago we were at a happy hour, and I told her about the night you and Lisa were drunk playing with each other’s boobs. She asked if you ever had sex with Lisa and I told her you didn’t. She said then that she would have had sex with you,” Eric said with a wishful grin.

“That was years ago,” he added, “but I bet she would still be interested. And, she’s single now so it might’ve been a while since she’s had sex.”

Tonya looked a little surprised at Eric’ story, but was willing to explore any possibility. They discussed someone looking through the window compared to sitting in a chair near by enjoying sights, sounds, and any other sensual aspects of the sexual encounter. After Eric reminded her of the coyotes and other critters that roamed the areas outside their country neighborhood, she agreed that someone close by would be safer and could be incredibly arousing.

That night, as Tonya flipped Eric on his back and lowered herself onto his erection, he was so happy he had brought up this fantasy. As she frantically rode him while playing with the beautiful, pink nipples that adorned her 36D boobs he prayed that Kate was willing to join them for a night of playful voyeurism. When she had a massive, wet orgasm while fucking him, then jumped off so she could milk every last drop of cum from his dick he was wondering how much money it would take to bribe Kate if she was reluctant. And when Tonya said ‘now you’re going to fuck me again’ just before taking him in her mouth, he wondered which one of their two cars would make the best a bribe. This was the hottest, most intense sex they’d in years, and he loved how much she wanted him inside her. He could only close his eyes and imagine how incredible it would be if Kate was in the room with them.

* * * * * * * * * *

That Friday, Eric met Kate for drinks. As he sat at the table waiting for her to show up he realized how sore he was. For the first time since the first sex they had after the twins were born, he and Tonya had sex three nights in a row. When he tried to get up to greet Kate his well-satisfied but sore man parts made it more difficult than normal to stand.

“Old man knees?” she jokingly asked as she watched him struggle.

“Uh, yeah,” he replied as he thought ‘no, I’ve been nearly fucked to death this week’. He thought that bit of information might need to wait until after a drink or two.

After a short hug they sat and ordered their first drinks. At first the talk was casual – there were the ‘how are the kids’ discussions followed by the ‘how’s the job’ talk, a little bit of ‘newest hobby’ before the talk eventually turned to sex. Kate told Eric that it had been a while since she had non-battery operated intimacy, and he asked her for a recommendation for a new vibrator for Tonya. During their second drink he told her of the rut they had been in (until their first fantasy involving her) and their search for something different and exciting. When he shared the discussion they had on her watching them, she was intrigued.

“So you guys would be having sex, and I would be watching you have sex?”

“Uh… yeah?” Eric meekly answered, not sure if her response meant she was interested or if she thought they were nuts.

“And I just sit in a chair and watch, like at a movie?”

“Well, we haven’t really gotten that far in planning,” he lied. “We Didn’t want to get our hopes up if you weren’t interested. I have to tell you, though, we’ve had some amazing sex recently fantasizing about it. But in our fantasies, you weren’t in a chair – you were there, uh… right next to us.”

Eric could tell Kate was in deep thought, and the pleasant look she wore made him think she wasn’t opposed to the idea.

“Really? Next to you guys?! And Tonya’s OK with this?”

“Yeah, we’ve played versions of the fantasy all week, and they’re all pretty hot. Sometimes you tell us things to do, other times you caress her arm or stomach, or maybe smell her hair, or even hold her down – we’ve talked about a few different things, and she really gets in to it. She’s the one that wanted me to talk to you!”

“OK, that’s pretty sexy,” she answered as she continued to think it through. “What happens after I caress her arm or stomach, or… ”

“Don’t know yet,” Eric answered. “Usually about this time we both cum so we haven’t gone any deeper into the fantasy.”

“…or if I maybe I accidentally touch something?” She continued.

Kate was getting a little buzzed and started to get into the discussion. She was starting to lean in closer and ask more intimate questions while dissecting every word of his answers. Eric was intrigued that she’d worked in ‘touching something’, but that had honestly never come up when he and Tonya discussed every possibility they could think of.

“I never even brought that up,” he answered. “We had this ‘watching’ fantasy before the kids were born, before she and Lisa ever played with each other’s boobs. Back then I wouldn’t have ever thought she would try anything like this, but who knows what else she’s in to now?”

Eric tried to let the touching discussion die down. Other than that he was pretty sure Kate was interested, but she hadn’t committed yet. He had one last offer he hoped would convince her to at least show up for dinner. Hopefully a good dinner and a good buzz would seal the deal.

“If you’re not sure about the sex part at least come over for dinner and drinks. I was thinking of grilling some shrimp. Sometimes after dinner we just sit on the porch and smoke a joint. The neighbor’s aren’t close enough to know what’s going on. It’s so relaxing sitting there surrounded by trees and stars listening to the sounds of nature while getting a nice buzz…”

“It would be great to get out of the house,” Kate responded. The look on her face made Eric think she was imagining different scenarios trying to decide if she wanted to do it or not.

“Then after dinner, If you’re not ready to watch two horny people get naked, we can have a code word to give you a chance to back out. I’ll ask if you want to smoke another joint, and if you say ‘no’ we won’t go any further. If you say ‘yes’ we’ll know you want to do it.”

Kate thought about her most recent sexual fantasy she used when taking care of herself. It was so old she couldn’t remember what phase of her life she had first imagined it but was pretty sure it was 20th century.

“So after you guys cum, I just get up and leave?”

“Well… we have discussed this part. Is there any way we could watch you cum, too? I mean, hopefully you’ll be horny and want some relief as well. You could take a LOOOOOONG drive home before getting that relief, or it might be kinda exciting to do it with us right there…”

Kate thought that sounded quite a bit sexier than her 20th century fantasy, and it would be good for months of enhanced masturbation.

“Sounds hot – let’s do it,” she answered.

* * * * * * * * * *

Although dinner was tentatively scheduled for 7:00, Kate arrived at 7:15. The 15 minutes she was late was caused by the 30 minutes she drove around wondering again if this was something she should do. She was so horny and wanted to watch them – she had thought about it repeatedly since she and Eric met to talk about it. She was comfortable that masturbating was her entire sex life, and some new fantasy material would be helpful. But ‘should’ she do it? Once everyone came and the thrill of the sex was gone would it be weird? What if someone touched someone – would that cause a problem? Would she want to leave right away but be too drunk to safely get home? She finally decided she was very horny and couldn’t drive the one hour home without cumming first. If she didn’t go through with it she was going to have to find a secluded place to get relief first, so she turned into their neighborhood and parked in the driveway. Tonya had been looking out the window and met her there with a margarita.

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