Ron was sitting opposite the two women who were sitting on a leather sofa, both with their legs crossed in identical style, and both seemed to be vying to see who could let their skirt ride up the most.
Ron could feel a tension between the three of them which permeated the room, a tension which he had never experienced before, and it was a tension which he could not easily identify.
Carmen stood and walked over to Ron, and took his hand as she guided him to his feet. “What else can we do to entertain Zena on her last night here, Ron?”
“Did you pack the scrabble?”
Carmen continued, looking straight at Zena. “I could start by showing you my all over sun tan,” her gaze never leaving Zena as she tried to gauge her reaction.
Zena’s agitated and very interested look and sexy smile was all the prompting Carmen needed to start undoing the zip of her dress, while both Zena and Ron watched, fascinated.
Carmen turned so that her back was towards Zena and as she undid the long zip on her dress and with her other hand pulled Ron toward her and started kissing him.
The zip finished below Carmen’s hips and Ron undid it, as Carmen asked, as slowly as his trembling fingers would allow, trying to tantalise Zena, and at the same time heightening Carmen’s obvious excitement and sexual build up.
Carmen wanted to have as much sexual impact on Zena as possible and as the zipper reached it’s limit, she shrugged out of the dress, still in her high heels and stepped out of it and stood with her back still to Zena, her legs apart, at the same time kissing Ron with passion, and pretending to ignore Zena.
All that Carmen had been wearing under her dress, apart from her perfume, was a flimsy white G string with double straps at the sides, which accentuated her sun tan and which showed as not much more than two white strings around her waist, the rest of the G string lost between the twin orbs of her magnificent arse.
Ron was watching Zena’s reaction.
Zena supercool, merely took another sip of her drink and with a tremor in her voice which betrayed her outer calm, said, “Your suntanned arse really is magnificent Carmen. Absolutely fantastic. Can Ron kiss it while I watch?”
“Why not?” Carmen drawled.
“How will I know if he gets a hard on doing it though? You did say he got a hard on when he kissed your gorgeous arse, didn’t you?” Zena now very bold.
“Show her Ron. Get undressed and let her watch you get hard as a rock kissing my arse. And I mean hard as a rock. Can’t disappoint our guest, can we?”
Carmen helped Ron out of his clothes but left his brief and bulging underpants on him.
“You can remove his briefs Zena,” Carmen instructed.
Ron was taking deep breaths trying to slow down and play along with Carmen’s game. He already had an erection but was determined to make himself even bigger and harder by kissing the cheeks of Carmen’s arse while Zena watched.
Zena, still immaculately and fully dressed struggled to pull his briefs over his erection as he kissed Carmen’s twin orbs, hoping that Zena would hold his cock and feel it grow as he kissed his wife’s arse.
And to his great delight, she did. Ron felt sure that this was his best erection ever and he was starting to think of the best way to use it for as long as possible.
“I need two hands for that,” Zena said, her voice with a definite tremor of excitement, “my hand won’t go all the way around it.”
Carmen was still standing in high heels with her G string on as Ron knelt on the floor behind her, kissing and tonguing her arse. Zena still fully dressed, with both her hands holding Ron’s erection knelt on the floor alongside Carmen and starting to kiss and suck Ron’s erection, and slowly take it into her mouth.
Carmen watched over her shoulder, fascinated as a virtual stranger filled her mouth with her husbands cock, at the same time as he kissed the naked cheeks of her arse.
“You can suck on him all you like Zena, but you’re not having him.”
Ron spoke for what seemed like the first time in ages. “Let’s go into the bedroom. Carmen can make the rules.”
In the bedroom Carmen took control. ‘Sit there Zena,” she said pointing to a chair in the corner. “Take your clothes off though. We want to see you. Don’t we Ron?”
Zena stood before them and with great aplomb and obvious practice, slowly and deliberately undressed, chatting the whole time.
“This jacket came from Bond Street, this skirt came from Paris, blouse from Milan” and so it went. All the time Ron watching appreciatively and surprised at what a lithe body Zena had. Firm breasted, surprisingly large and very erect nipples, tucked in waste and even a fantastic, well rounded arse for a size ten. Her last item of clothes added even further to Ron’s turn on. “Crotchless panty hose, from Sydney.”
“Leave those on, and your shoes, as well” Ron instructed. “They look fantastic. I must get some for Carmen.”
“I want watch you to suck Ron some more, but he has to finish off by fucking me while you watch, Zena. All right?”
Zena led Ron by the hand and sat in the corner chair, which was just the right height for Ron to stand in front of her so that she could cup his balls with one hand, slide the other hand up and down his erection near it’s tip and suck on the head of his erection all at once.
“Do you like me doing this?”
Ron could barely distinguish which female voice was asking the question he was so immersed in his pleasure. Carmen standing close by, legs akimbo, in high heels, displaying her brilliant legs to maximum effect, obviously very turned on by another female sucking her husband. She could sense his slow yet intense build up, and was determined to have Zena watch him have his ultimate pleasure with her.
Carmen came and stood alongside Ron and started kissing him on his lips, watching Zena suck him at the same time.
“When you are ready Ron, come to bed and fuck me from behind, while Zena watches. Don’t be too long. I want Zena to hear you slamming into me.”
While she spoke those words Carmen pulled her damp g-string off standing close to them, so that both Ron and Zena were aware of her doing it. She then put her hand on her husband’s very erect prick and took it out of Zena’s mouth.
“Sit there and watch, Zena. Talk to me while Ron fucks me from behind,” Carmen instructed as she positioned herself and Ron sideways on the bed only a few feet from Zena, with her feet pointing towards Zena.
Carmen had positioned herself perfectly so that as Ron entered her Zena would have an unobstructed view.
“Watch the way Ron does this Zena. It’s his specialty.”
As Carmen was saying this Ron was positioning himself to enter Carmen and used both of his hands to grip the cheeks of her arse, as he entered her, sure in his own mind he had never been so turned on ever before.
As Ron slowly slid his full length into Carmen he could see Zena playing with herself, through her crotchless pantyhose.
Carmen spoke first. “Can you see his cock going all the way up me Zena?”
“It looks fantastic”, Zena replied, her voice with a definite quaver.
“God you two have turned me on,” Zena said, though Carmen and Ron were so immersed in their own pleasure they barely heard her.