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My wife has always gotten up before me, with very few exceptions. I woke up in bed alone to the smell of coffee and the quiet drone of the morning news on the television. My wife, as usual, had her laptop open and it was on Facebook. She was looking at all the inane stuff friends posted back home. She never seems to pay attention to either the TV or the computer, in my estimation. She always insists that she’s perfectly capable to pay attention to both!I stumbled to the coffee pot. Poured myself a cup and made my way to the deck. I got my radio out, sat down with my laptop, and lit up a smoke. It seemed like the routine I’d always done so many times before but today was different. About halfway through my first cup of coffee, Renee handed me the SD card from the night before.“Hey, babe, get these uploaded to your online account. Sally is dropping by this morning and she asked about the card,” Renee said as if she was borrowing something from the neighbor, which she was.I took the card from her hand. Suddenly everything I did the day before flashed before my eyes and I hadn’t even put the card in my computer yet. In the light of day, it was all so vivid. The second the images came up I scrolled to where I was sucking cock. What would have once held my interest before suddenly wasn’t as important as seeing myself at the time. There I was, cock in my mouth. I was thankful to be the one to obscure the faces.This time, uploading the pictures cut to the quick even more. I was in them! There were plenty of shots where I didn’t have to cover my face because it was already covered by someone’s body part. I knew it was me though, and that got me going. I reached for my cock as I had instinctively done many times before while browsing porn.Out of nowhere, as wives are accustomed to appearing, Renee poked her head out to the deck and said, “Are you done with that card? Sally’s on her way.”I snapped my head around as if I was caught and said quickly, “I’m all done on the transfer to my computer. I just need to finish a couple more pictures before I upload them to my page. I’m done with the card though.” I handed Renee the card.“Sally and I have planned to see a movie later this afternoon,” Renee said.“What, no wait, where is the movie at?” I asked.“At almanbahis the Palm Theater,” Renee replied.The Palm Theater always showed art films and avant-garde type movies. I always shudder when I think of going to see those kinds of films. Renee knows I don’t like that sort of stuff. She usually has friends back home that go with her to see those films they can’t drag their husbands to. I was relieved that Sally would be that friend at the coast for Renee.“That’s cool, honey. Does Sally like the same sort of stuff you like? When are you guys going?” I asked.“Yeah, Sally does like a lot of the same things as me and I’m learning that I like a lot of what Sally does too!” Renee replied with an intentional double-entendre.I sarcastically said, “Funny, honey!”“Around one or so,” Renee finally told me.“Why does Sally need the memory card so bad? Can’t she wait until you leave for the movie?” I asked.“She said she was out running errands anyway and it was on her way,” answered Renee.I held up the memory card. Renee took it from me and leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. It was that kind of kiss that is more about being connected than aroused. The kind couples like us that have been married for years have.“Allen, go brush your teeth! You have terrible coffee breath! Sally could be here any time,” Renee admonished.I went to the bathroom to brush. I changed out of my sweats into some shorts and a t-shirt. I straightened up my bed-head look. I looked myself in the eye in the mirror and wordlessly shook my head in disbelief over all the latest events. I was just finishing putting away things when I heard Renee greet Sally at the door.Renee asked Sally if she would like a cup of coffee. Sally accepted the offer and Renee asked if I would mind making her a cup. I love our coffee maker and working it is still fun for me, so I gladly went to work. As I was preparing the coffee I had time to think about asking how she took it. I felt like a sixth-grader when I thought about if she liked cream in her coffee. As evenly as I could manage, I asked, “Do you like cream and sugar?”“No sugar, lots of cream,” Sally giggled. Renee couldn’t keep from laughing either.I couldn’t believe I felt so embarrassed. Without saying anything else, I almanbahis yeni giriş walked over to where Sally and Renee were seated at the couch and handed Sally her cup of coffee with extra cream.Renee and Sally were talking about the movie they were going to see and other things that did not seem very interesting to me, so I excused myself to the deck. Sally asked Renee if she could use our bathroom as I was just getting to the sliding glass door that led to our deck. I left the ladies to their “girl talk” and sat down to my laptop. I turned up the radio and lit up a smoke. The screen saver had been on, and the second I touched the computer the screen came on to the place I had left it.There on the screen were the pictures from last night. I felt myself becoming a little aroused as I subconsciously looked for pictures of Sally from our get-together. I couldn’t control myself and gave my cock a little squeeze through my sweat pants. My little spot on the deck was cloistered away in a corner that obscured anyone from seeing me.Emboldened by my false sense of security I reached into my sweat pants and held my cock, rubbing it just enough to enjoy but not so obvious that you could tell what I was doing. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this while we had company even though I had just seen Sally completely naked and used the night before.I made myself stop and took my hand from out of my sweats despite wanting to continue. I knew I was pushing it with my boldness but the fear of being caught won out. I thought to myself, if I were caught I’d never hear the end of it. I decided I needed a distraction and loaded up a bowl for some “wake and bake” action. That’s one of the nice things about being on vacation!I had just put my pipe to my lips when I heard Sally call my name through the sliding glass door. I got up and turned to go inside. Renee was right where she was before on the couch but Sally was nowhere to be seen. I was confused. Renee was back on Facebook with her laptop just like she was when I got out of bed. I guessed to myself that Sally was in the bathroom or something.I looked to Renee, who appeared to be completely wrapped up in her computer and I asked, “Where’s Sally?”As soon as had I asked and before Renee could say almanbahis giriş a thing I heard Sally’s voice again. This time I detected a playful tone to her voice that strung out the syllables as Sally called out, “Al-llll-en.”My eyes moved to the source of the sound. From where I stood on the deck I could see all the way down the hall to our bedroom. There on the bed was Sally, completely naked, leisurely playing with herself on our unmade bed. Even though the distance was a good thirty feet, our eyes made contact. Renee never said a word; she just stayed focused on her laptop. Renee didn’t even look up at me.Thoroughly confused and under my breath I asked Renee, “What the fuck is going on?”Once again Sally called out, “Al-lll-en.”Renee never looked up. She didn’t seem upset. I couldn’t read her! After a second Renee said, “Go!” and that was all.I looked away from Renee and down the hall to Sally. In a zombie-like trance, I slowly walked towards Sally who continued to play with her pussy. As I got closer I saw her clean-shaved pussy, her fingers slowly rubbing her clit. My eyes kept flashing back and forth between her pussy and her eyes as I walked in a trance-like state. Every time our eyes made contact I felt like she could see my soul.I stepped into the bedroom after what seemed like an hour-long walk. Sally looked hot to me. Her tits were bigger than Renee’s and hung off to either side as she lay there. Sally is not a tiny, hard-bodied woman. She has curves like Renee but unique to her. None of us had perfect bodies, at our age. I let go of lusting for hot bodies when I grew to understand how much more exciting a nasty mind was.Everyone from this group was pretty average with the exception of possibly Tommy and Judy on the high end of the hot-body look. Right at the moment, Sally’s shaved pussy entranced me and it looked delicious.“Close the door, Allen!” Sally said calmly but confidently.I turned to close the door. I saw the back of Renee’s head as she stayed focused on her computer. I closed the door and turned back to Sally’s smiling face. My cock was as hard as I could ever remember. Still in my sweats, my cock obscenely tented my pants.Completely aware of my thorough bewilderment, Sally finally spoke, “Renee texted me this morning and asked a favor of me. She’s already become a such a good friend. Believe me when I tell you we’ve spent a lot more time talking with each other than having sex, no matter what your dirty little mind may be telling you!”