Chapter 16

I went from one little cluster of people to another, searching for Peg. Finally, I asked Ken if he'd seen her.

"She and Brenda were talking about something and then they left," he answered, obviously unconcerned about his wife's disappearance.

"Where did they go?" I asked.

"Your house, I think," he told me.

I hurried in that direction. There was a light on in the kitchen, but the rest of the house was dark. I pictured the two of them sitting at the table, sipping coffee, poring over recipes.

I should have known that was the wrong image.

Breathless, I stepped through the back door into the kitchen. The women were not there. Following my instincts, I went through the dark living room and peered in the den. The streetlight just outside the window bathed the room in a warm, amber glow.

No one was in that room.

Then I heard voices coming from the direction of the bedroom. The thick carpet in the hallway silenced my footsteps. I had an idea of what I was going to find there and I had a feeling I was going to be as pleased as Jeff.

The bedroom was empty.

"You're a very good student," someone half-moaned.

Now, I realized the voices were coming from the bathroom across the hall. I pressed my ear against the door, listening, my heart thudding.

"Stick your tongue inside of me." It was the same voice.

There was silence.

"Yeah, that's right. God, you've got a long tongue."

"As long as Liz's tongue?" Peg asked.

"Longer and much more talented. All she ever wants to do is get fucked with the dildo."

"Your ass-hole tastes as good as your pussy," Peg replied, changing the subject altogether.

Even though I had suspected Brenda and Peg came to the house just to be alone, the realization that my wife was with another woman hit me hard. Now my heart was hammering, the hand on the door shaking, and my legs were weak.

However, my dick was alert, pressing against the front of my slacks again as if it had seen no action for weeks.

I pushed gently on the door, just enough to cause it to swing inward a few inches. There was Brenda on her knees, bending over the edge of the tub. She was still wearing her blouse, but her shorts and panties lay in a little pile on the floor beside her. Peg was on the floor behind her, her tongue sliding in and out of Brenda's rectum.

Swallowing hard, I shivered at the sight of my wife completely naked on her hands and knees in the bathroom floor.

Peg's ass was thrust high into the air, legs spread wide to reveal her glistening wet slit. Every time she pushed her tongue into Brenda's tiny anal opening, Peg's ass-hole winked at me.

"Let me have your pussy again," Peg whispered.

Brenda slowly changed positions. Now, she was sitting on the toilet, legs spread wide. She reached for Peg's head with both hands and sighed as my wife's mouth covered her clit.

Peg was moaning, too. She spent only a few minutes sucking Brenda's clit and then that busy tongue was at work again, worming its way between Brenda's swollen lips.

"Very good," Brenda breathed. "You haven't forgotten a thing."

The small, dark-haired woman closed her eyes and leaned back against the tank, giving Peg all the room she needed. She fondled her breasts with both hands. Her groans grew louder with each passing moment.

Peg's head never stopped moving, nor did her hands. She began by stroking Brenda's sticky-wet inner thighs and then she massaged Brenda's big clit with her thumb. Finally, she worked a finger into Brenda's butt hole, teasing it with just the tip for pushing it in deep.

"God, if I didn't know better, I'd swear you'd been a cunt lapper for years instead of just a few days," Brenda moaned.

So this had been going on for a few days! I stood there, breathless with excitement and watched my wife bring another woman to orgasm. But in the back of my mind, I began to wonder who else Peg had been seeing.

"Now, it's my turn," Peg said, giving Brenda's pussy a last tender kiss.

My wife rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, humping the air. Brenda was on her knees almost immediately, her tongue buried in Peg's cunt.

I continued to stand there watching, rubbing my dick through my clothes. Peg's breasts jiggled with her seductive humping. The eyes that gazed down at Brenda's plunging tongue were glazed with lust. From the size of her clit and the guttural sound of her grunts, it wouldn't take much more to bring her off.

And then Peg saw me.

With a little gasp, she placed her hand on Brenda's head. "Eat me. God, eat me," Peg groaned, her hips working double time.

My wife climaxed, her whole body convulsing, her juices boiling out. Brenda slurped and sucked noisily, not lifting her head until Peg collapsed on the floor breathless.

"Now, I could use a dick," Brenda moaned.

"Here's one if you're interested," I said, stepping into the bathroom.

While Brenda was busy bringing my wife through an oral orgasm, I had taken off my clothes. Now I stood behind Brenda, throbbing cock in hand. My balls felt as if they were going to explode.

Brenda grinned at me over her shoulder. "Any cock will do."

Kneeling behind Brenda, I pushed my dick in to the hilt in one smooth motion. We began working together almost immediately, falling into that age-old rhythm with no problem at all. Even as I fucked her, I gazed at my wife. She bit her lip and reached for Brenda's head again.

I was the first one to climax. I pulled my dick out of Brenda at the last minute and sprayed my hot load all over her ass. She came, too, groaning in release. And then Peg's sounds of pleasure mingled with Brenda's.

The three of us collapsed in a tangled heap of arms and legs.

"I'm going to suggest we go into the bedroom," Peg said after a few minutes. "It's going to get crowded in here."

I looked up to see Liz standing in the doorway. She was grinning broadly.

Needless to say it was a long, long night.

The only thing I have to add to this is that, now, I know I'm not the only one bedding my neighbors' wives!