Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. BBWife: Wife's New Friend (part 1) ***All my stories are true and actually happened. I either experienced them firsthand or were related to me by my wife and I transcribed them as best I could. Some creative liberties were taken for parts she couldn't remember exactly, but the overall situations that happened are as accurate as possible. If you have any questions, comments, suggestions or criticism, please send it to southern.sunshine@hotmail.com. Thank you and enjoy.*** ---------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------- ------ It was a couple of weeks after the condo party when Melanie and I decided one Friday afternoon to head to the pool. The complex had two pools, one of them practically in front of our building. Along with the pool, there was an indoor gym connected that had large glass windows that overlooked the entire pool area. I for one thought this was a brilliant idea, as it provided fantastic views of bikini clad women, wet from swimming and/or oiled with sunscreen, while you worked out. It definitely made the chore of exercising a lot more pleasant. I decided to work out prior to hitting the pool, since I have a daily regimen of gym exercises. We got to the pool area to find it pretty much deserted, with only 3 or 4 other people scatted around. My wife spread out her towel and proceeded to lie down and get some sun. She doesn't tan a lot and tends to stay rather pale. I don't mind, but of course if we were going to be native Floridians we needed to at least make an effort to get some color other than pasty white. I gave her a kiss and headed into the gym to work out. Again, there was no one in the gym at all at this time of day, so I had the room to myself. I took a spot on the elliptical, put in my earbuds and cranked on my Ipod. The elliptical was facing out the glass doors to the pool area, and I could see everything. My eyes glanced over to the one other woman that was at the pool, a much older lady who obviously was here on vacation with her also rather old husband. Obviously not doing anything for me, my gaze went to my wife as she laid out on her back, her skin shiny from the oil she was rubbing into it. She was wearing a blue one piece, not the most exciting thing but it still managed to show off her ample breasts thanks to it being somewhat low-cut. And of course her fantastic voluptuous ass was still visible whenever she walked around or rolled onto her tummy. After about an hour or so, a couple more people had shown up at the pool area. Yet I still had the gym to myself as I continued to work out. As I was doing some step exercises, I saw the pool gate door open out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over, and there was the black man my wife had met at the condo party. I immediately stopped and looked over at my wife where she was lounging at the other end of the pool deck to see if she had noticed. The man glanced around and I saw him zone in on my wife. He started to walk over to her, yelled something and waved. Finally recognizing him, I saw her sit up and smile waving back to him. He walked up to her and shook her hand, kissing it gently. I stood motionless in the gym as I watched him take a seat next to her under an umbrella. He was all grins and smiles, as was she, as they talked. At one point she motioned to the gym, probably indicating where I was. Even though my wife was wearing sunglasses, I'm sure she was mentally undressing her friend. He was handsome enough at the party. But here he was in just a pair of swim trunks, his amazingly well toned body like polished ebony. I imagined her pussy under her suit moist already, getting wet from the potential possibilities of what this man could offer her. My own cock throbbed a little. Could this be the start of something new? With most of the sexual adventures she had had since we'd been married, most were one time thing. Either we or she would meet someone and over the course of a short period of time would have sex with them, never to see them again. This was different. If this worked out, he could feasibly be a repeat partner, someone she could be with on regular basis. That would take things to a whole new level. I wasn't sure I was comfortable with that, but things were already in motion now and I couldn't change that. I debated whether to go out to the pool or not. My workout was over and I could definitely use a dip now. But I didn't want to break up any intimate conversation they were having, and in any case my hard cock was now pressing against my shorts, causing an obvious bulge. I wasn't sure I wanted everyone at the pool area to see that. I tried to think about other things in order to get my cock to soften, and after a few minutes of concentrating on every boring topic I could think of, I headed out the doors to the pool. I walked over to where my wife was sitting and chatting with her friend. Seeing me approach, she smiled and waved and gestured to her companion. "Hi! How was your workout?" she asked, grinning a little. "Fine, fine" I replied, panting a little. I looked over at her friend. He immediately stood up and extended his rather large hand to me, smiling happily. "Hi! I'm Derek!" he said as I shook his hand. "Your wife has told me a lot about you". "Has she?" I quipped, glancing over at her curiously. "Should I be worried?" He laughed. "No I don't think so anyway. We met at the party a couple of weeks ago, the one up by the rental office? She said you were there, but you were stuck at the bar". I nodded, as I popped on my sunglasses that were lying on my chair where I had left them with my towel. "Well, join us. We were just getting more acquainted." he said as he sat back down in his chair. "Maybe in a bit. I need to cool off right now". I waved to them both before heading to the pool. I climbed down the ladder and kicked around in the cool water, trying to keep an eye on them both while swimming around a little. I few moments later I saw Derek motion to the pool, and my wife nodded. They then both stood up and started to head for the pool themselves. Derek did a near perfect shallow dive, while my more demur wife came down the steps on the side. As she did I could tell that Derek was watching her ass as she made her way down the ladder and sunk into the water. The three of us swam around a bit, just enjoying the cool water. After a while my wife decided to get out of the pool first. Again, as she climbed out I could tell Derek was eyeing her ass, her body now glistening with water and her wet dark brown hair now reaching about halfway down her back. He glanced over at me, saw that I caught him and gave a sheepish grin and shrugged. I smiled back reassuringly, trying to laugh a little. He swam over to me, and I could tell he was a little embarrassed. "Sorry, man. I didn't mean to..you know" he said quietly as he stood beside me. I laughed a little. "It's ok. I don't mind. You were just looking. No harm done". I paused for a second, thinking carefully about what I was saying. "I actually like it when guys check her out". He swiveled his head over to me, studying my face for a couple of seconds. "Really? Cause I mean...you're really lucky. Seriously." I nodded as we both watched my wife as she walked over to her chair and started to dry off, squeezing the water from her hair as she sat down. She then laid back in her chair, here knees up and her legs parted a little. I could feel my own cock jump a little, and I imagined Derek's was probably growing a little too. "Well hey, I still feel kinda bad about it all the same. How bout I make it up to you both? What say you guys come over to my place for some steaks and drinks tonight? Wadya say?" he offered. I thought for a second, almost suggesting that maybe the two of them have dinner alone, but not wanting to freak him out in case he wasn't into that kind of thing I nodded reassuringly. "Sure, that sounds great. I don't think we have anything planned tonight and I will check with Mel but I don't think it should be a problem. Thanks." "Great. I'm in building 18, just right over there, 312" he said, pointing to a building on the other side of the pond that was facing the pool. "Say like 6?". I nodded. "Sounds good to me". I swam over to the ladder and heaved myself out, my stomach fluttering with butterflies. I walked over to my chair and sat down, staring at Derek for a moment or two. My wife was on her tummy, her plump ass up in the air. I looked at it for a few seconds, then told her that Derek invited us to dinner. "We don't have any other plans, do we?" I asked. "I don't think so. So I guess its ok" she replied nonchalantly, not moving from where she was sunning. I just wondered if she was thinking what I was. Derek was getting out of the pool, and as he headed over to us where he had left his towel, I could see his eyes trailing up my wife legs to her ass, and probably even to between her legs, which she had open a little where she was lying. He grabbed his towel off the chair and began to dry himself. "So we will see you tonight then" I blurted out, my voice creaking a little. I cleared my throat and looked up at Derek, who smiled about both of us, again lingering over Melanie. "Great great. See you then" he replied. "Well gotta go. Gotta get ready for tonight". He smiled and waved, slipped on his sandals and then headed to the pool gate door. My mind wondered what he meant by that, not sure if I was reading his comment correctly or not. We hung around the pool a while longer until the sun started to drop and we decided to get home to change before we went over to Derek's. We toweled off and stripped, my wife wanting to take a shower. I joined her, my dick bobbing from the excitement of the afternoon and what the evening might hold. I didn't want to pressure her into anything, though I was dying to see them together intimately tonight. I struggled with whether or not to allude to anything or not, to hint at what I hoped was going to happen. I decided to take a different route for a discussion. "Derek seems like a really nice guy" I said as squeezed some soap into my hands and proceeded to wash myself. "And he really seems to like you too". I continued to wash myself, wanting it to seem like that last comment was innocent to see if she took the bait or not. She nodded as she washed her hair. "Yeah he does seem nice". I waited for more but got nothing. Wanting to provoke her more, I responded "You do realize he's been checking you out, right? I mean, he was practically undressing you mentally at the pool today". She looked at me suspiciously, the water from the shower dripping off her body. She thought for a moment before slowly nodding. "Yeah. I mean, I kind of figured. Why, did he say something?" she asked, like schoolgirl curious to know if a boy liked her. I shrugged. "No he did say anything exactly. I just caught him looking at you and he was kind of embarrassed and he apologized for it". I paused for a moment. "I told him it was no big deal. I didn't mind if he looked at you". I thought for sure that would explain my intentions. I started to rinse myself off. "Oh" was all she said back, nodding a little. She looked at me for a couple more seconds before she finished rinsing her hair and body off. I stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and headed to the bedroom, my cock aching for release. I dried off, and plopped onto the bed. I closed my eyes and began to massage my cock. This wasn't unusual. My wife and I had masturbated in front of each other often, sometimes just sitting on the couch watching TV. One of us will just start to rub ourselves, and sometimes it turns into sex and sometimes it doesn't. Many a time she has watched me as I've jerked off and left it at that, and a few rare times I haven't been in the mood she has fingered herself or used a vibe while I'm in the room. We just figured it made more sense to do it there then go to another room to do it. And besides, sometimes that helps to get the other person in the mood. I continued to rub my cock slowly, my hand tracing up and down the shaft. I heard the shower water stop in the bathroom and the curtain slide open. I heard a little snicker, and I knew that she must have seen me. I kept my eyes closed, just savoring the sensations of my hand around my dick. I continued to rub, a little faster now, wanting to get to orgasm soon. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet encircle the head of my cock. I opened my eyes to see Melanie leaning over my waist, her head dipping down as she slipped my cock into her mouth. I moved my hand away to make room for her mouth that was slowly lowering over my pulsing rod. Her hair was still wet from our shower, her thick auburn strands tickling my sides as her head bobbed up and down. I put my hand on the back of her head, guiding her movements. She moaned as I motioned for her mouth to move faster on my cock. I spread my legs, her hand moving between them cradling my balls. I reached over her back with my free hand and massaged her ass, letting my finger slide between her plump cheeks. She yelped a little when I found her asshole and gently rubbed it, her voice muffled by the cock filling your mouth. I sighed as I watched her mouth go up and down, my finger lightly pushing into her ass and my other hand pushed her head onto my rod. I could feel my balls starting to tighten as she rubbed them, my hips lifting up off the bed now to meet her warm moist mouth. My body started to spasm, and suddenly my come boiled out of my cock and into her mouth. I groaned loud as I stared down to where her lips were wrapped around my veiny meat as I sent thick ropes of semen into her awaiting mouth. My body shook in ecstasy as she held me tight between her lips, and I could see her throat making swallowing motions as my seed slid down into her tummy. My orgasm subsided and she slurped on my deflating dick a few more times. I collapsed back onto the bed weakly as she pulled my cock from her mouth and gave the head one final kiss with her full lips. She then stood up and turned around, heading back into the bathroom without a word. I looked at her, wondering for a moment why she didn't let me reciprocate. But then I thought that even though she didn't say it, maybe she was saving that for Derek. As she got ready in the bathroom I got dressed quickly. It was then that I thought I might help and pick her outfit for tonight. I grabbed a denim skirt and a blue tube top that tossed them on the bed expectantly. When she walked into the bedroom and saw the outfit with me standing beside it with a devilish grin, she rolled her eyes and smiled. "Are you serious? You really want me to wear that? Are you sure?" she asked with a moderately serious look on her face. I knew what she was really asking. I looked at the outfit and then at her and slowly nodded, gulping hard. She shrugged, and walked over to the dresser and opened the drawer that held all her underwear. "No panties. No bra either" I said quickly, moving to close the drawer. "Please?" I looked at her earnestly. She stared into my eyes, searching for confirmation on what I was asking her to do. I met her gaze, nodding sincerely. She watched for a moment or two more before slowing going to the bed and grabbing the outfit. She pulled on the skirt and then slid the tube top over her head. She definitely looked like she was ready for a night on the town, or at least an intimate evening in with a stud. Her bare freckly shoulders and large tits were amazingly accented on the top half, and knowing that Derek would have easy access to her pussy under the skirt just completed the look. I shivered with anticipation, knowing that all that separated her from being completely naked at any time tonight was two pieces of clothing. We headed out and ended up on Derek's doorstop where he greeted us warmly. I could tell by his expression he definitely approved of my wife's outfit, his eyes glued to her top. It was having the necessary reaction, as it was obvious that her nipples were poking through the material. He offered us drinks, to which I had a beer and he filled my wife's request for a glass of wine. He poured himself a glass as well as he finished up making dinner. He refilled my wife's glass often, seeing as she was downing it rather quickly. I smiled to myself realizing she was using the wine to loosen up her inhibitions. Derek served up dinner and we ate and talked some more on his balcony before heading back inside to his living room. We chatted some more as Derek put on some soft background music, my wife and I sitting on the couch and he in a chair in front of us. My wife was all smiles and giggly as she flirted with Derek, and he was drinking in her compliments. His eyes often darted to her bare legs, scanning every inch of her meaty calves and thighs. My cock started to grow in my pants as he checked out my wife, and I felt the need to get things going to the next level. "Hey, why don't you guys dance? Mel you always complain that I don't like to go dancing. Well here is your chance." Their eyes both were on me, Derek's confused and my wife's reluctant. "Derek, don't you want to dance with Mel?" I asked him. "Well....yeah. Sure. I'd love to" he replied. He extended his hand to my wife and she slowly took it letting him help her up, a heavy buzz already making her dizzy. They stood up and walked to a clear area near the stereo. They faced one another and my wife reached up putting her hands around his neck. He reached down putting his hands on the small of her back as he embraced her to his chest. She smiled and closed her eyes as she placed her head against him as they slow danced. As they continued, every time Derek was facing me he looked at me nervously. I smiled reassuringly, raising my beer bottle to him. He smiled a little and then looked down at the top of my wife's head. His hands slowly began to work their way down until they were on my wife's ass. I gasped quietly, seeing his dark hands giving my wife's butt a little squeeze. She looked up at him, and even from the low light in the room I could tell she was gazing at him with pure lust. He looked over at me one last time, as did she, then she leaned up and placed her lips on his. It was electric to watch, her pale mouth against his dark lips. Their mouths opened, moans escaping out of both their throats. They stopped dancing and kissed deeply in front of me. I sat in awe watching them. As they kissed deep Derek pulled up my wife's skirt until her bare ass came into view. He placed his hands on her butt and gently rubbed them. "Mmmmm" came out of his muffled mouth, no doubt surprised by finding my wife pantyless. Not that he minded, as he started to squeeze and lightly slap her ass. She broke off their kiss and began to pull his shirt off. Once off she threw it aside and began to run her hands over his well built chest. He stared down at her his hands leaving her ass and rubbing the front of her top. He looked at me again momentarily before slowly pulling her top down. Her large full breasts came into view and his fingers began to play with her pert tits. She gasped, tilting her head back her eyes closed. He leaned down, and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She moaned and one of her legs went up and she wrapped it around his thigh. His hands and mouth continued to explore her chest, as I saw her hands reach for his zipper. She unbuttoned it quickly, yanking the zipper down before pushing his pants and underwear to the floor. His big black cock sprang free once his underwear was down and he stepped out of his out of this pants puddled on the floor. The sight was quite striking, his naked black form standing over hers, his long dark black thick cock throbbing and erect. It wasn't huge but it was a decent size. She stared at it for a second before letting her hands glide over it. He groaned as he watched her, their eyes locked as she slowly rubbed it in her soft hands. She looked back at me for a moment, a glazed far off look in her glass eyes. I nodded and then she turned back to him. She then knelt down and without a word spread her mouth open and took his cock into her mouth. It was a gorgeous sight to behold, her pale chubby face impaled on his dark meat as it slid glistening in and out from between her full pouty lips. He hissed through clenched teeth as she worked her mouth back and forth on his pole, staring up at him with her big brown eyes. She held his cock still as she bobbed her head back and forth, trying to get as much of his dick in her mouth as she could. His body started to tense and I could tell he was close. He took her hands off his cock and helped her to stand up. He kissed her deep as he walked her over to the big lounge chair where he had been sitting. He gently pushed her back and she fell into the chair. He quickly knelt between her legs and pushed her skirt up. He ran his fingers up and down her thighs as she watched him, her fingers tugging at her own nipples. Leaning his head between her legs, he stared at her pussy in front of him before going in more till his mouth covered her cunt. She groaned loud, her back arching up off the chair. She let go of her tits and held her legs open for him. His tongue snaked out and licked her snatched expertly. She glanced over at me, her eyes narrow slits of raw passion. She locked eyes with me as he continued to lick her. She was practically panting now as he dove his tongue into her snatch and licked her clit. Through the heavy breathing she moaned quietly, "I want to suck your cock". Realizing she was talking to me I quickly stood up and walked over to her head. I reached down unbuttoning my shorts and letting my cock spring out. I leaned toward her face and she turned her head to me. She opened her mouth and I slid my cock in deep. She moaned as I filled her mouth and I stared down watching Derek's mouth on my wife's pussy. He pulled his lips off her cunt and sat up, kneeling between her spread legs. He held his cock in his hand as he scooted up, aiming it right for my wife's pussy. "This is it" I thought as my wife continue to move her mouth on my dick. Derek leaned in, the head pressing against her vaginal lips. He pressed, and the head of his black cock popped inside her. She gasped, and he moved forward as more of his dark pole slide inside her. He continued his motion into her body until he couldn't fit any more inside her and held himself still, savoring her pussy around his dick. It was an amazing contrast, his hard veiny black meat wedged into her soft pale folds. I could barely take my eyes off of the place where his meat went inside her as he started to rock back and forth, his cock glistening with my wife's juices. He groaned as he fucked her in long strokes, her legs now up the arms of the chair. I pistoned my cock in and out of her mouth, savoring the sensations of her lips around my cock. Derek began to move faster now, putting her legs up onto his broad toned shoulders. She reached up massaging his chest with her fingertips as he fucked her harder now, more and more of his cock disappearing into her swollen pussy. He was moving so hard that her body was thrusting up into the seat every time he pounded into her. This caused her mouth to jump which made my cock pop out from between her lips. I decided to let this moment be about them, so reluctantly I pulled my dick from her mouth and leaned down kissing her. "Whats wrong?" she gasped between breaths. I smiled. "Nothing, I just want you two to enjoy each other alone for now. At least for this first time." I kissed her one last time and sat back on the couch, sighing. She then looked up at him, putting her arms around his midsection. She looked up at him, her eyes wide as he leaned down and kissed her lovingly. He was now practically on top of her, pounding his cock in and out of her pussy, her pale small round form under his tall thin dark frame. They kissed passionately, and I could hear Derek starting to moan louder. "Yes. Do it. Come in me. I want to feel it" she whimpered. That was all Derek needed as he slapped his body against hers a couple more times then plunged himself in as deep as he could, holding himself there. She squirmed under him, milking his cock with her cunt as he moaned loudly, his body tense. He shook violently as she leaned up kissing him deeply, her hips grinding up to meet his dick. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him to her as he filled her deep. Soon Derek's motions slowed and he kneeled back on his feet, letting his spent cock slip from between her legs. As it slid out, a trickle of semen ran down her ass. She remained still, worn out and too tired to move now, gasping deeply for breath. Derek fell back on the floor, leaning against the coffee table. He was perspiring as he panted for air. "Damn. That was incredible." He said as he wiped off his face with his shirt that he found on the floor. No longer able to contain myself, I got up off the couch and moved between my wife's legs quickly. I spread her thighs, seeing that the opening to her cunt was milky with the come he had just deposited inside her. I leaned in, guiding my cock between her pussy lips. She grunted and her body jerked a little. I slid easily inside her, the walls of her snatch now coated in slippery sperm. I fucked her hard and fast, pounding my dick in and out of her hot pussy. I grabbed her tits as the bounced, using them for handles as my body slapped against hers. I saw Derek out of the corner of my eye as he walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it, watching me fuck my wife. He stared quietly, taking sips of wine as I slammed my cock into her as deep as I could. I could feel my balls tighten and I started fucking her as hard as I could. With the last few strokes I felt my spine melt and I pushed up into her hard. I arched my back as I began to come, my body drowning in ecstasy. I felt my come shoot deep into her, where I knew my semen was mixing with his. Her pussy gripped my cock, squeezing every drop out of me as I shot one blast after another of hot sperm into her cunt. I collapsed backward as well, my cock sliding out of her. I leaned back, my heart pounding, as I stared at her pussy, now red and raw with a thin stream of semen leaking out of her. She didn't move, her body lacking the energy and her mind probably still lightheaded from the wine. She laid there, spent, her chest heaving up and down her face with a half smile and her eyes closed contentedly. After a few minutes of gathering her strength, she pulled herself up out of the seat and walked clumsily to the bathroom. I joined Derek on the couch, where neither of us said a word. When she returned, she had that look of post sex glow, a happy smile on her face and her hair mussed. She rarely looked as beautiful as at these moments. Derek must have thought so too, for his cock began to stir. He reached down and began to stroke his cock. "Hey, I think it's your turn to ride his cock" I said to her. She sighed and walked over to Derek. She straddled his lap, her knees on either side of him on the couch. He held his cock upward, and she slowly began to slide down onto it. She gasped, her body lowering itself onto his lap. When she was all the way down, she put her arms around his shoulders and leaned over him, kissing him deeply. He returned the kiss, and she began to rotate her hips on his lap. I sat there watching them, my wife riding his cock now, he thrusting up inside her. As their passions intensified, he began to push her down to meet his thrusts upward, and she began pounding down hard on his cock. They were both breathing hard, shallow and ragged, as they stared into each other's eyes between kisses. He reached behind them, grabbing her ass and squeezing them. His mouth encircled one of her breasts, sucking and biting hard on it. She groaned, and though it was hard to tell exactly, I think she was cumming. I say it's hard to tell because my wife can very rarely come from fucking. "Oh yeeaah. Here's some more come for your pussy, baby" Derek said in a deep voice. He pushed up hard and held her ass tight. He squeezed her, digging his fingers into her butt, his come flooding into her womb for the second time tonight. She collapsed onto his chest, both of them gasping for breath. They stayed that way for a while, his cock still inside her, she snuggled up on his chest holding onto his shoulders for support. I sat there watching them, the way they acted like lovers even with me being her husband and sitting right there. I smiled at them, thinking how cute they looked together. Having already come twice tonight, I knew there was no way I was going to get another erection up any time soon. I imagined Derek was probably feeling the same way as I got up to go the bathroom. When I returned, Melanie had rolled off of him and was sitting beside him now, their fingers laced together. An idea popped into my head. "Hey, ya know...tomorrow is Saturday, and if you guys are ok with it, why don't you two spend the night together? None of us has to work tomorrow. I can head on home, give you guys some privacy. Only if you want, of course. Mel, what do you think? Up to you." She looked at me, a worried look on her face. She got up and came over to me, whispering "Are you sure? I mean, I don't mind going home. Really. Unless you want me to spend the night with him here." "Honestly, I don't mind if you want to stay. Even if you don't do anything else, wouldn't it be kind of fun to curl up in bed with him? You haven't spent the entire night with another man since, well, our vacation in the Dominican I guess." I chuckled a little, thinking back on her evening with Charles. She elbowed me, thinking I was making fun of her. "No, honestly, how often do you get this kind of chance? Live a little, have some fun. Spend the night, and for once you will be able to wake up in the arms of a man other than me. Doesn't that sound fun?" I looked into her eyes expectantly. After a few seconds she shrugged a little. "Well, yeah. I guess it would be a chance to do something different. Are you sure you are going to be ok? With this, I mean?" I laughed, kissing her on the nose. "I'm fine. I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't mean it". I dug around in the piles of clothes on the floor till I found my shirt and shorts. I slipped my clothes back on quickly as Melanie rejoined Derek on the couch. He put his arm around her, hugging her to him. "Well, I'm off." I exclaimed. "Derek, thanks for dinner, it was great. Be good and I will talk to you later". I slipped on my shoes as Derek stood up and walked me to the door. "So..we cool with this then? You good with this?" he asked as he opened his door. I nodded, smiling broadly. "Just promise me you will fuck her brains out before sending her home, ok?" I whispered. I big grin spread across his face. "Deal" he laughed under his breath. We shook hands and waved. I blew a kiss to my wife, who was standing behind Derek by a few steps. "Goodnight" I said as she blew a kiss back herself. "Love ya!" she yelled out. "Love you too. Goodnight, you two". Derek waved and closed the door as I stepped out into the warm breezy night. I stood there for a moment, looked back at his door, then proceeded to walk around the pond back to our unit. I opened the door, undressed and collapsed into bed as soon as I got in, as almost immediate fell asleep. It was about ten the next morning when I woke up, and about 2PM before my phone rang. It was Melanie. "Hey. You ok?" I asked, a little worried. "Yeah, I'm fine. Uhm..I was wondering...would it be ok if I stayed with Derek till tomorrow?" she asked, sounding like a schoolgirl wanting to borrow her parent's car. I felt a lump in my throat. "Sure, it's ok. Not a problem". My cock began to stir. "So..how has your day been so far?" I asked. She must have known what I meant. "Well, we went to bed shortly after you left last night, woke up about 9, fucked, took a shower together, gave him a blowjob in the shower, he made us some breakfast, went back to bed, fucked again, we took a nap, woke up to him eating my pussy, then I sucked him off. I think we are going to take a break and maybe go out on his boat for a little while. Then...well, we will see what happens tonight. Are...you sure you are ok with this? It's just till Sunday." I tried to sound confident. "Honestly, it's no big deal. I got plenty to do around here. Go, have fun. Enjoy." "Ok. See you tomorrow! I love you!" she said. "I love you too. Bye". I hung up the phone. I headed for the bedroom and stripped as I went. I jumped into bed, slowly stroking my cock. I tried to picture the two of them, imagining what had happened since I left, what she told me they had done since last night when I had gone home. Tried to imagine all the ways he probably fucked her, the things he said to her, things he did to her. And I could tell I was going to be coming very quickly from those thoughts.