Chapter 1: Introduction
With the majority of the boxes now secure in Lynn and Ricks new house the three order a chineese take away and find some plates and glasses and sit to recover from a long day of hard work and enjoy the meal together with a few glasses of wine. Lynn had managed to make up the beds, but the previous house owners had taken the curtans with them so all of the windows including the bedroom windows were clear, meaning an unobstructed view inside for anyone walking past. With the meal finished, Lynn set about taking the plates to the kitchem and was going to wash everything by hand as the dishwasher hadn't been connected yet while Robert and Rick sat drinking more wine.
Robert looked up from his glass "I didn't want to mention it in front of Lynn, but you sure have a huge porn collection" Robert said with a cheeky grin "You almost rival my own!" he chuckled.
Rick coughed almost choking on his wine as he looked over to Lynn who was now leaning against the kitchen door frame with a dish towel in her hand.
"Did you here that Rick?" she asked with a smirk "I had no idea you had a secret porn collection" she said teasingly, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Rick swallowed hard, trying to come up with a quick response, his brain scrambling for an excuse.
"Uh... I bought them a long while ago and have been meaning to go through them and throw some away, but never really found the time to do it".
Rick said trying to come across as casual as possible, though he could feel the heat rising to his face. His heart pounded in his chest, afraid Lynn might notice the guilt in his eyes.
Lynn walked over to the study door and leaned against the frame, her eyes flickering to the shelves lined with magazines and DVDs. "You know Rick," she said, her voice soft but curious, "I always thought you were a bit old-fashioned when it came to this stuff. I never would have pegged you for a porn enthusiast."
Rick shifted uncomfortably in his chair, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, well... people change, I guess," he muttered, avoiding her gaze. Robert laughed, "with a wife as hot a Lynn you don't need porn any more, why not give them to me and I'll keep them safe for you?" he joked, leaning forward and resting his chin on his hand.
Lynn smirked, looking back at Rick, "maybe we can watch some of them together, see what all the hype is about?" she suggested, her eyes twinkling with curiosity and a hint of something else—something that made Rick’s pulse quicken.
Rick’s grip tightened around his wine glass, knuckles turning white. "I don’t know, Lynn... I mean, it’s not a good idea, especially with no curtains up, the whole street will be able to see what we are watching. How about Robert comes back saw next Friday, we'll be a little more settled with the house and I'll have some curtains up then and we can all watch a film without the world seeing what we are looking at".
Robert raised an eyebrow. "count me in, do you mind if I stay over, I'll bring a take away and we'll stay up late and get drunk as a house warming party just the three of us".
Robert said with a smile.
Rick nodded in agreement. "Sounds good to me, I'll have the TV, DVD and curtains all set up and get the sofa and chairs all sorted, so we'll have enough seating".
Lynn went back into the kitchen to continue washing the plates and glasses, moving them one by one under the hot water, rinsing them thoroughly before stacking them to dry on the counter. The kitchen was tidy but still had the feeling of boxes needing to be unpacked. She turned off the tap and dried her hands on the towel.
Lynn walked back into the living room and saw Rick and Robert both still sat at the table with glasses full of wine. Lynn looked at Robert and gave him a warm smile. Right you too, I'm off to bed. Rick don't be long you have a lot of work to do tomorrow and Robert you need to stop drinking if your driving home". She walked towards them, gave them both a kiss on the cheek and headed off upstairs to bed.
Rick watched her go, admiring how the fabric of her dress clung to her hips and the way the movement made her dress sway. Robert noticed Rick’s gaze and smirked.
“She still gets me going after all this time”, Rick said with a soft smile and a small laugh, finishing his wine as he watched the door to the kitchen sway slightly after Lynn had closed it.
Robert leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, “I know what you mean Ricks. Lynn is stunning. You’re a lucky man, so what the fuck are you doing with all that porn when you have a sexy wife like that".
Rick nodded, “I know. I’m not sure why I kept it, I guess happy memmories of reading them and looking at the sexy models and in truth jacking off, I guess your no different".
Robert topped up Rick’s wine glass, “You know, I do have a confession to make".
He said with a sly grin "I have to admit that sometimes I lay in bed and remember the time you brought Lynn to my works disco and she wore that black dress with the split that showed the tops of her black seamed stockings and I'm embarressed to admit that I've jacked off thinking about Lynn, she was so sexy that night, sorry mate but why you still have porn when you have her is beyond me, I'd focus all your energy on keeping her happy if she was my wife".
Robert said looking at Ricks face to guage his reaction.
Rick felt a surge of heat rush through him and he shifted in his seat, suddenly feeling exposed. He could feel his face flush with embarrassment, but there was something else stirring in him too—a flicker of dark excitement he wasn't entirely comfortable with.
"I... I don't know, Rob," Rick stammered, rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess I just never really thought about it like that. Maybe it's just habit, or maybe... I don’t know, but I have to admit, the thought of you wanking off over my wife has given me a semi."
he said with a smirk and raised eyebrows.
Rick shifted in his seat again, feeling his cock twitch at the thought his best friend had fantasised about his wife. He took a sip of his wine, trying to compose himself, but the words had already taken root in his mind, burrowing deep, making him uncomfortably aroused. The image of Lynn in that black dress flashed through his mind— the way the fabric had clung to her thighs, the glimpse of those seamed stockings, the way her body had moved when she danced. His breath hitched slightly as he imagined her like that again, only this time not just for a work disco, but for him, for his eyes only. Robert giggled "I think you might have drunk too much, but you shouldn't be suprised that other men would want to jack off over Lynn, she is so fucking hot, if she wasn't your wife I'd be all over her given half a chance".
He could see Rick's smirk and that his friend had been turned on by his confession, "I mean I'd never do anything because she's your wife, but I'm only a man after all" he said with a shrug, leaning back in his chair and finishing his wine.
Rick looked at Robert and laughed, "I'm not surprised at me being turned on, I'm suprised at you being so honest with me about your feelings, besides I don't mind that your turned on by my wife, maybe it's time we both stop beating around the bush and you tell me exactly what you think about Lynn". Rick said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on his face.
Robert shuffled in his seat, his eyes flickering towards the kitchen door before settling back on Rick. He took a slow sip of his wine, considering his next words carefully.
"I've always found Lynn incredibly attractive, there's just something about the way she carries herself, the confidence she has in her body. She's not like those airbrushed models you've got in your study, she's real, warm, and she's got this natural sex appeal that those women in your magazines could never match," Robert said, his voice low and measured.
Rick listened intently, his fingers tracing the rim of his wine glass as he watched Robert's expression. Robert continued "I've had many a dream that included Lynn and rest assured I don't think I should go into detail, but in my dreams I've done all of those things in your porn movies with her and I've woken up many time with a erection and even a few times having my chestcovered in my own cum the dreams have been so intense." Robert said, his voice dropping to a lower tone, his eyes fixed on Rick's face, searching for any sign of discomfort or approval.
Rick stared at Robert, his mind racing. He had never considered his best friend's feelings in this way before, but now that Robert had spoken, the idea of him fantasizing about Lynn—even more so, the idea of them together—sent a jolt of something unfamiliar through him. It wasn’t just arousal; it was a dark, twisting curiosity, a mix of possessiveness and a strange, almost forbidden thrill.
"Robert," Rick said slowly, "I don’t know what to say. I mean, you’re my best friend, and I trust you. But this...
it’s complicated. I don’t want to lose you as a friend, but I also don’t know how to handle this."
Robert leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table again, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. "Rick, I’m not asking for anything. I’m just being honest. And honestly? I think you’re the one who’s been hiding something. You’ve got all that porn, but you’ve never once mentioned it to me. Never once said you fantasized about her the way I do. So tell me—what’s really going on in that head of yours?"
Rick exhaled sharply, his fingers tightening around his glass. "well now we are being honest I often imagine Lynn is the one in the films being used and I'm still her husband and I'm watching her and loving it, its so wrong but even now my cock is hard just thinking about it." Rick admitted, his voice low and rough, his eyes flickering towards the closed kitchen door. He could feel the weight of Robert’s gaze on him, and the realization that he’d just said something he couldn’t take back sent a thrill through him.
Robert’s eyebrows shot up, his mouth slightly agape. "Wait—what? You’re telling me you *fantasize* about your wife being with other men? Like, in those porn movies? And you’re *hard* right now?"
Rick didn’t answer right away. Instead, he shifted in his seat, his fingers tracing the condensation on his wineglass. The air between them was thick, charged with something neither of them had expected.
Rick’s pulse hammered in his throat, his breath shallow. He could feel the heat rising from his chest, spreading across his skin, and he knew his face was flushed. Robert’s gaze was fixed on him, unblinking, waiting for confirmation.
“Yes,” Rick finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I do. And it’s not just fantasy. I’ve thought about it—about her with other men. About what she’d look like in those scenes, about how she’d react if she knew.”
Robert’s expression shifted, his jaw tightening. “And how does that make you feel?”
Rick hesitated. The truth was complicated.
Rick could feel the weight of Robert’s gaze, but he didn’t look away. Instead, he took another slow sip of wine, the cool liquid doing little to calm the storm inside him.
“It makes me feel…” Rick trailed off, searching for the right words. “Confused. Guilty. But also…” He swallowed hard. “Turned on. Like I’m betraying her, but at the same time, I can’t stop thinking about it.”
Robert sat back in his chair, his expression unreadable. “So you’re into this? Into the idea of her with someone else?”
Rick exhaled sharply, his fingers tightening around his glass.
The wine had long since lost its warmth, but the heat in his veins was undeniable. He could feel Robert’s gaze burning into him, waiting for more.
“Yeah,” Rick admitted, his voice rough. “I’m into it. Not just the idea—*her*. I’ve imagined her in those scenes, the way she’d move, the way she’d sound, the way she’d look when she’s—” He cut himself off, his throat tight. The words stuck there, half-formed, half-unspoken.
Robert leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “And what about when you’re with her? Does it change things?
Does it make you feel closer to her, or does it make you feel like you’re losing her?
Rick’s breath hitched. The question hung between them, heavy and electric. He could feel the wine warming his throat, but it did nothing to dull the sharpness of Robert’s words—or the truth of them.
“It’s complicated,” Rick finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t think I’m losing her as if we ever did anything like that it would be done together for our mutual enjoyment and satisfaction. I don't want a cheating wife, I want a Hot wife or if I’m just… seeing her differently. Like she’s more than just my wife. Like she’s someone who could do things I never thought she would to please me and herself.”
Robert’s eyes darkened, his gaze locked onto Rick’s.
"well have you said any of this to Lynn, does she know how you feel?" Robert asked, his voice low and intense, his eyes fixed on Rick's face as if searching for some hidden truth.
Rick shook his head slowly, his fingers tightening around his wine glass. "No, I haven't told her. I don't know how she'd react. She's always been so supportive, so understanding. I don't want to lose that."
Robert leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "So what you're saying is that you're stuck in a loop of fantasy and guilt, but you're not ready to act on it?"
Rick nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah. I'm not sure what to do. but lets see how next friday works out when we all watch porn together and after a few drinks lets see how things develop. But right now, you need to leave as this erection needs to be resolved and I'm sure going to use it with Lynn tonight and as we've not got any curtain, how about I put on the bedside lamp and give you a prime spot peep show as something to dream about until Friday".
Rick said with a smirk and a wink.
Robert stood up, his eyes darkening with desire. "You're on, but only if you promise me something." He said, his voice low and rough.
"Anything, just say it." Rick replied, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants.
Robert walked over to Rick and leaned in close, his breath hot against Rick's ear. "I want you to get Lynn to wear those black seamed stockings and those sexy red ankle strapped stilettos when I visit next week, I've dreamed of runing my hand up those sexy legs of hers for an age and if possible no panties, but you'll have to convince her why as part of your desire to show her off rather than letting her know its me thats wants to see her dressed that way".
Rick's breath hitched, his cock jerking in his pants at the thought of Roberts hands on Lynn's stocking clad legs with her pussy bare under her dress. "I'll see what I can do, but no promises, I want to take this slow, not go charging in and making a mess of things".
Rick said, his voice low and rough, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants as he thought about Lynn in those stockings and heels. He could feel Robert's gaze on him, burning into his skin.
Robert smirked, "I'll hold you to that, but I want to see you tonight, I want to see you fucking her, I want to see her face when you're inside her, I want to see her ride you, I want to see her come for you." Robert said, his voice dripping with lust.
Rick's cock jerked in his pants again, the thought of Robert watching him fuck Lynn sending a jolt of excitement through him. "now fuck off out of here and go hide or sit in your car and jack off as you imagine it you fucking her not me and stroke your cock, you never know she might even see you wanking for her".
Rick let Robert out, he put his wine glass in the sink and went to the bedroom to find Lynn, laying back on the bed in just a towelling house robe, having just had a bath, the room was in darkness, but Rick switched on one of the bedside lights and Lynn complained that with the kight on, anyone outside could see them. Rick stripped naked and knelt over Lynn and started to untie her robe say "let them watch and they'll see the sexiest woman ever being made love to by her husband". Lynn didn't stop him untying her robe, her hand reached out and took Rick very hard cock in her hand saying "So me watching porn with you and Robert get you this excited, I can't wait till Friday then".
Rick's cock was throbbing in her hand, the head already leaking pre-cum, the tip glistening with it. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and it fell open, revealing her naked body beneath. Lynn's skin was smooth and soft, her breasts full and heavy, the nipples already hard and erect. Rick leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard on it, his tongue swirling around it, making her gasp.
"Oh, fuck, Rick," Lynn moaned, her back arching off the bed as Rick's mouth worked on her nipple. He moved to the other one, giving it the same attention, his teeth gently nipping at it, making her whimper.
His free hand slid down her stomach, over the soft curve of her hip, and he cupped her pussy, feeling how wet she already was. His fingers traced the dampness, slipping between her folds, finding her clit already swollen and sensitive.
"Rick, please," Lynn gasped, her voice breathy and needy. "I need you inside me."
Rick wanted this to last, so he kissed down her body pulled her legs wide and bent back her knees exposing her pussy and ass to his gaze, he carried on by sliding one then two fingers into her pussy, then bent down and started to lick and suck at her clit.
Lynn moaned loudly, her fingers digging into Rick's shoulders as he worked his tongue over her clit, flicking it back and forth, his fingers still buried deep inside her.
"Oh, God, Rick, that feels so good," Lynn panted, her voice thick with lust. "Don't stop, I'm so close."
Rick didn't stop, he licked and sucked harder, his fingers curling inside her, finding that spot that made her gasp. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, her body trembling as she neared her climax.
"Rick, I'm going to come," Lynn gasped, her voice strained.
"Please, don't stop."
Rick didn't stop. He increased the pressure on her clit with his tongue, his fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, curling up inside her to hit that sweet spot. Lynn's body arched off the bed, her back bowing, her hands clutching at the sheets as she rode his face.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she cried out, her voice breaking. "Rick, I'm coming!"
Her pussy clenched around his fingers, her juices gushing out, soaking his hand. Rick continued to lick and suck, drinking her down, tasting her sweetness. Rick flifted his face, kneel on the bed Lynn I want to take you from behind. Lynn quickly moved and knelt as Rick positioned himself behind her and rubbed the tip of his hard eight inch cock accross the lips oh her pussy, but before he could thrust forward Lynn pushed back driving his hard cock into her willing body.
Rick groaned loudly, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pushed himself deep inside her, his cock stretching her open, filling her completely.
"Fuck, Lynn, you feel so good," Rick groaned, his voice thick with lust. He began to pull out slowly, then thrust back in, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with a wet, slapping sound that filled the room. Lynn moaned loudly, her body arching back to meet his thrusts.
"Oh, God, Rick, that feels so good," Lynn panted, her voice breathy and needy. "Fuck me harder."
Rick didn’t hesitate.
He pulled out just enough to feel the tight, wet heat of her pussy clench around his cock before slamming back in, his balls slapping against her ass with a wet, obscene sound that made Lynn gasp.
"Fuck, Rick—*harder*—" she begged, her voice raw with need, her fingers digging into the sheets as she pushed her ass back to meet his thrusts.
Rick didn’t hold back. He grabbed her hips, his fingers biting into her soft flesh as he drove himself into her with brutal, relentless strokes. Lynn looked towards the window wondering if anyone had spotted them and was watching , but Rick didn’t care. He wanted her to know she was being watched, that her husband was fucking her hard and deep, that she was his and his alone. As he fucked her, her breasts swung and she moaned out aloud and all of a sudden, she thought she saw a figure, she was so enjoying Rick's cock she was almost past the point of careing when he eyes refocused and if she was right they were being watched and whoever this dark shaddow was, it looked like he was stroking his cock as he watched them. "Rick there id someone out there and I think they are jacking off as they are watching us ".
Rick carried on "let them watch baby, I'm so turned on I wouldn't stop if the whole street were watching us". Rick fucked her harder, but he didn't want to cum too quickly, he waited until Lynn climaxed again and pulled his hard cock from her "turn around baby, I want you to suck my cock, let them watch me fuck your face".
Lynn turned around and knelt on the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with her own juices. Rick stood between her legs, his cock throbbing painfully in his hand. He pushed the head of his cock into her mouth, making her gag slightly as he pushed deeper. "Suck me, Lynn, suck my cock like you're trying to swallow it whole." Lynn did as she was told, her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around it, her mouth moving up and down his shaft. Rick groaned loudly, his hands gripping her head, guiding her movements. He looked towards the window knowing Robert was watching, he wanted him to see what a good slut Lynn was in bed, she was sucking his cock like a pro, her lips stretched tight around his shaft, her tongue swirling around the underside of his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard, her saliva dripping down his balls.
"Fuck, Lynn, you're so good at that," Rick groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Suck me harder, baby, I want to feel your mouth around me."
Lynn obeyed, her lips sealing tighter around his cock, her tongue flicking over the sensitive head, her mouth bobbing up and down his shaft. She could feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip, coating her tongue, making her taste him. The effect on Rick was getting too much for him and he knew he wanted to cum in Lynn's pussy, he pulled his cock from her mouth pulled her onto her back and he stood at the isde of the bed giving a perfect view to there audiance and push his hard cock back into Lynn's pussy, the hard invasion caused her to climax again as he leaned forward to suck on her nipples as he aproached his climax inside her.
"Oh fuck, Rick, I'm cumming again!" Lynn cried out, her body arching off the bed as she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him as he thrust into her one last time. Rick groaned loudly, his body tensing as he felt his orgasm building. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock throbbing painfully as he pumped his load deep inside her. "Fuck, Lynn, I'm cumming!" he groaned, his voice breaking as he spilled himself inside her. His cum gushed out of him, filling her pussy, coating her inner walls. Lynn moaned loudly, her body trembling as she felt his hot cum filling her.
Rick pulled out slowly, his cock still twitching as it dripped out of her, leaving a trail of cum on her inner thighs. He leaned down and kissed her, tasting himself on her lips, his tongue swirling around hers, mixing their flavors.
He got onto the bed beside her and pushed his still erect cum covered cock into her mouth, he pulled her legs wide, to give their audience a perfect view of her cum filled pussy and pushed two fingers insided her and fingered her with the cum that was leaking from her pussy. Lynn eagerly sucked and licked his cock of all its cum coating, then she looked up at Rick "baby, I want you to clean me now".
Rick smiled, he got between Lynn's legs and started to lap his own cum from Lynn's soaking pussy, she grabbed his head and thrust her hips forward and started to ride his face, as she did, she started to climax one after the other, she came twice but on the third she gushed all over Ricks face, satisfied but exhausted, she looked down at Rick "I need some sleep baby and you need a shower".
Rick got up and went into the bathroom, he turned the shower on and stepped in, he started to stroke his cock as he thought about Robert watching him fuck Lynn, he thought about how he'd like to do it again but this time with Robert there watching him fuck her, he thought about how he'd like to have Robert join them, to fuck her together, to watch them fuck each other. He closed his eyes and imagined Robert's hands on Lynn's body, his cock inside her, his mouth on her breasts, his teeth biting into her nipples as he fucked her.
He thought about how she would look with her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with his cum, her eyes dark and heavy-lidded with desire. He thought about how she would taste, how her juices would coat his fingers as he fingered her, how she would moan and gasp as he filled her with his cock, how she would come hard and loud around him.
Rick's cock throbbed in his hand, the pre-cum leaking from the tip, coating his fingers. He imagined Robert's cock inside Lynn, the way it would look, the way it would feel, the way it would stretch her open and he shot another load of cum all over the glass shower screen.
He leaned against the wall, his breath ragged, his body trembling as he tried to catch his breath. He thought about how he would have to tell Robert that Lynn saw somebody watching them, about how he would have to tell him about his fantasies, about how he would have to tell him about his desires. He knew he had to tell someone, and Robert was the only one who could understand, who could help him navigate this new world of desire.
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The next morning, Rick woke up to the smell of coffee and the sound of Lynn moving around in the kitchen. the rest of the week was a blur as they put the house in order and soon the house looked more like a home and Rick had everything in place for what he hoped would be a Friday night he'd never forget, but first he had to convince Lynn to put on the clothes requested by Robert and he still wasn't too sure how he was going to do that without giving the game away.