“I can share you because I love you,” I told her. She smiled at me and gave me a hug.
“Jake and I are going with that other couple on their boat,” she said. “I like them. They are very open and easy to talk to.” I told that was important and I hoped she enjoyed the boat. “They’re nudists as well,” she said. “I feel comfortable around them.” She laughed and said they said how lucky she was.
“You are,” I said. “And so am I.”
She kissed me and dived off the boat to swim to the other vessel. I watched her with the binoculars and felt a sensation of pride how how her naked body looked in the sun with the water glistening off her bare skin. Jake put his hand on her bare ass and cupped her cheek in the palm of his hand. “Lovely,” I said out loud. I wondered if he’d be fucking her with the other couple there, or if they would switch partners and fuck the other person’s mate. I hoped so, actually. It seemed such a waste to let a beautiful situation go unexploited, unfinished, unfulfilled.
She is absolutely radiant, I thought. What a gift for an old man, although fifty-five is not too older to still get in up in a pinch. I napped and before I dosed off I thought about them out on the island swimming and fucking in the sun. It was such a great day for sex, no matter who was having it. It was wonderful to be able to see Claire so happy and sexually satisfied and not have to be the one that depended on.
I have not been much of a spectator over the years, had not enjoyed other people playing things I wish I were, but I thought I just might ask Claire to me watch she and Jake make love on the boat deck when they returned. I did like watching porn, and that–of course–was watching people do something you were not, but then you could masturbate and take part with them,
“Have you been able to rest?” she asked when they returned. I told her I had, and then asked if they would do me a favor. “Of course,” she said. “Anything you want.””Would you fuck for me?” I asked.
She raised her eyebrows and moved her head back an inch or two. “Fuck?”
“Yes, I’d like to watch you two have sex. I really would enjoy seeing you two pleasure one another out in the open, maybe on a pad on the deck,” I said, motioning to the foredeck. “You two are really so beautiful.” She smiled and nodded.
“Of course,” she said.
Before they got on the pad, I watched them kiss. Funny how sexy a kiss can be. They held their lips together and played with other’s tongue, then they slowly sank to the pad. The first thing he did was open her legs and kiss and lick her pussy. He then moved slowly up her body and again kissed her mouth. She put her soft lips on his as he positioned himself at he sweet slit and pushed between her labia lips gently, moving his hips up and down to wedge between those wet and puffy lower lips. As he pushed through, his penis disappeared into her slowly, forcing her puffy lips inward as he moved into her, his cock vanishing into her pussy.
When their bodies were pushed together, I sighed out loud at the beauty of their coupling. His hips began to move up and down as he thrust into her, and hers moved in harmony with his. They fucked while I watched for forty minutes until he came in her and withdrew, and she moved to take his wet and softening cock into her mouth, sucking it lovingly and swabbing his wet organ with her lips and tongue while he grimaced and and fought the sensitivity of his post orgasmic cock.
They were positively gorgeous as they recovered from wonderful sex in the Pacific sun on the foredeck of our boat. Silently I left them on the deck and went below. I had seen them fuck, and I had watched them come together in an elegant coupling of sexy, gorgeous young people having marvelous orgasms, loving one another as people should. I had seen my wife fuck another man with love and caring, and I had been able to enjoy it with them and feel the heat of their desire.
It had been a good day, and I had seen what makes people need one another. She was my wife and his lover and I had evidence of both. Oh what a lovely day for sex.