local builder enjoys my wife

Our local builder Mike is a nice guy and had been a good friend of me and my wife Liz for a couple of years. We always enjoyed his company and from to time he would come back with us when the pub shut for another drink or two. This particular evening I had been feel really groggy with a nasty cold, so about midnight I decided to turn in and leave them with their drinks to finish.

I crashed to sleep immediately, but woke up about an hour later needing a pee, realising straight away than Liz was not lying next to me as usual. I went along to the bathroom, expecting to hear Mike and Lix chatting downstairs, where the lounge door was open, but there was total silence. Naturally I was inquisitive and went slowly downstairs until I could see through to where they were sitting close together on the sofa. Nothing really wrong with that until I saw that Mike had his hand on Liz’s knee. Now that was different. Then he moved his hand and slid it under her tee-shirt and slowly upwards until he reached her left tit. Liz, who was still in her middle twenties, had good sized breasts, which were still very firm and perky. I watched as the outline of his thumb showed he was slowly moving it over her erect nipple and back again. She turned her head towards him and they kissed quite gently then the kiss became firmer as their mouth opened and their tongues met. Mike’s hand then went to her other breast and the massaging started again as Liz moaned underneath his touch. This was something I could never have expected.

In just a few moments he had pulled the tee-shirt over her head so he could pay more attention to her nipples and suck and lick then eagerly. Her head rocked back, showing she was loving the attention. It was never going to end there. Liz was wearing jeans, which Mike quickly undid before starting to pull them down. Liz raised her ass to help, then wriggled up making it easier to remove them, which left her wearing just her red and white polkadot pants. Mike did the rest, easing them over her backside, down her legs then off, revealing her entire beautiful body.

His hand then went to her fanny, which he stroked gently before slowly easing a couple of fingers inside, soon finding her clit. Liz was obviously in heaven, moaning and gasping with pleasure. Down went his head to add to that pleasure, which I found a bit strange as she never seemed to enjoy oral sex with me. He was obviously better at it than I was as she squirmed under him, bucking her hips and groaning. 

It didn’t last long because Mike wanted more and he wanted it quickly. Peeling off his own jeans and pants, he moved on top of her and pushed his very big cock inside her eager fanny. The groaning got louder as he moved back and forward and I heard her saying very quietly “fuck me, Mike, fuck me”. It wasn’t much more than a whisper but it aroused him to pump ever harder.

All of a sudden he hooked his arms under her knees and pulled her legs up over his shoulders, giving me an even better view. It last about three minutes more, then he came with a mighty grunt snd Liz flopped back exhausted.

I never caught them again, but Liz started to bring other men back when the pub shut. On at least one occasion I heard two male voices, so she had decided to try something new. It never really bothered me, because given the same circumstances with Mike’s wife (yes, he was married) I would have done exactly the same thing.