Weekend Visitor

by Alex Cowen

  Jay looked over at me for confirmation. I’m not sure which one of us was more disheveled, him or me, but I nodded my head encouragingly. Jay immediately turned to her and crawled up between her creamy thighs. Then, with his head parked between her legs, Jay reached out his tongue and began slowly licking my wife’s pussy.

  As soon as his tongue touched her, Hailey threw her head back and let out a loud gasp. Lifting my chin so I could see over Jay’s shoulder, I watched as he drug the tip of his tongue up the outside of Hailey’s swollen labia, slide it across the top, pausing briefly to tease her clit, then slowly lick down the other side. Reaching the bottom he reversed directions and slowly began to bathe Hailey’s pussy with his tongue.

  "Mmmmmm… ” Hailey moaned, her eyes closed and a relaxed smile on her face. She ran her hands up her stomach and over her breasts, massaging them through her shirt.

  Jay slowly licked Hailey’s pussy, dipping his tongue between the folds of her lips and running it up her slit until it reached her sensitive clit.

  “Ohhhhhhhhh…” she moaned again. Her hands were kneading her breasts and I could tell she was quickly being carried away toward an orgasm.

  Hailey’s pussy was dripping wet and I could hear the wet sounds of Jay working her with his mouth. I had never seen her so wet.

  With his tongue still teasing her clit, Jay moved his hand up between Hailey’s legs and started rubbing her pussy with his finger. He worked it in slow, lazy circles, teasing her before finally sliding it inside of her.

  “Oh God!” Hailey gasped as Jay’s finger dipped inside her pussy as his tongue licked her clit. “Oh God!”

  Jay slid his finger further up inside Hailey, causing her to arch her back and grasp at her breasts even harder. I watched in fascination as Jay began sliding his finger in and out of my wife, finger fucking her as he licked her pussy. Hailey began rocking her hips, grinding herself against Jay’s hand and fucking his finger.

  “Oh God . . . oh God!” she kept panting. Her eyes were closed and her breath was coming in gasps. Again I found myself longing to be in Jay’s place, my head between my wife’s legs, tasting her sweet, luscious pussy.

  Jay slid a second finger inside her and Hailey instinctively reach down and grabbed Jay’s head. With both hands grasping him securely, she pulled him up tight against her pussy and arched her back. Her entire body was writhing and I knew that she was about to cum.

  "Ohhhhh…" she cried out, grinding her hips into Jay’s face. “Ohhh God right there! Yes! Oh, don't stop … don't stop … don't stop...”

  Hailey was completely lost in a world of pleasure, bucking her hips as Jay ate her pussy, begging for release.

  “Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

  Jay kept licking her clit and fucking her with his fingers until she finally let out a loud shout.

  “I'm cumming!!!! Oh God I'm cumming!!!!" she screamed out.

  Hailey’s body went stiff and her hands clenched into fists, gripping Jay’s hair and pulling it tightly. Every muscle of her body was straining, and then she started shaking as her orgasm reverberated through her. Her moans filled the room and her body convulsed as she was hit with wave after wave of intense pleasure.

  Between Hailey’s legs Jay froze in place, his fingers stuck deep up inside Hailey’s pussy, his tongue pressed against her clit. He was riding the waves of her orgasm with her, feeling her pussy contracting around his fingers and tongue.

  Hailey writhed and groaned for several minutes, grinding her pussy into Jay’s face and onto his fingers as her orgasm rocked her body. Finally, after what felt like several minutes, she started coming down. Her taught muscles began to relax, and her body went limp, sinking back against the cushioned arm of the couch. She let out a deep sigh and Jay, sensing that his job was done, pulled his fingers out of her and sat up. Lifting his arm he wiped his wet mouth with the back of his forearm, then leaned back and into the cushions on the other end of the couch.

  Still sitting on the loveseat, I looked over at the two of them in fascination. They were wet and sweaty and exhausted, and the smell of cum and sex hung in the air. Even though I had not done anything, I was breathing almost as hard as they were. Inside my pants my erection was straining painfully, begging to be let out. I could not believe what I had just witnessed.

  Unable to stand it any longer I stood up and stepped past Jay to Hailey. She looked up at me weakly and, still panting slightly, gave me an exhausted smile. I reach my hand down to her and she took it. Helping her to her feet I led her silently out of the living room and down the hall to our bedroom. Exhausted or not, I was go to fuck the hell out of her. As we entered the bedroom I felt a twinge of guilt for leaving Jay in the living room by himself, but I was too far gone to care.

  Chapter 6

  I woke up alone again the next morning. The unmistakable odor of sex filled the room and I smiled to myself as memories of the previous night came flooding in. Twisting my head, I looked around the room but Hailey was nowhere to be seen.

  Not yet ready to get up, I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling and reminiscing as scenes from the night before played through my mind. Images of my wife with her mouth wrapped around my friend’s cock, and of him between her legs, eating her pussy while she came around his tongue flashed through my mind. Not to mention hour-long pounding I gave her afterward. Within seconds my cock was rock hard, pushing the sheet into a humorous conical-shaped tent.

  While I struggled to figure out exactly how I felt as I lingered on the memories of Jay and Hailey together, I knew what I didn't feel. I didn't feel anger, or jealousy, or regret. The undeniable truth was that last night was by-far the most exciting experience of my entire life.

  Knowing that if I stayed in bed much longer I was likely to start jacking off, I decided that I better get up. Crossing over to the bathroom I pulled on my robe and then went to look for Hailey.

  Following the smell of coffee, I found her in the kitchen, putting the last of the dirty dishes from last night’s dinner in the dishwasher. She was wearing the pink nightshirt from the night before and she looked incredible standing there in the soft morning light. Her hair still had a slightly wild, unkempt look from last night, and her body radiated a sensual energy. I loved the way the lower edge of her ass peeked out from under the tail of her shirt, and standing there, watching her from the doorway, I couldn't help but wonder at how incredibly lucky I was to have her.

  Walking across the room I came up behind her, wrapped my arms around her body, and kissed her neck. She immediately melted back into me, closing her eyes and moaning softly.

  “Mmmmmm … Good morning,” she purred.

  “Good morning baby,” I whispered in her ear as I hugged her tightly.

  We stood there silently for a few minutes, her wrapped in my arms, me just enjoying the feeling of her soft, warm body pressing up against me.

  Without breaking from my hug she turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my body and reaching up to kiss me warmly. Not a hungry kiss of desire, but an affectionate kiss that said, "I love you."

  She laid her head against my chest and we held each other in silence for a few more seconds until finally she spoke.

  "Are you okay?” she asked softly. “About what happened last night?"

  I chuckled softly. "Honestly, I'm still trying to take it all in, but yeah, I feel good.” I nuzzled the top of her head, taking in the scent of her hair. “What about you?"

  "Well …” she started, then paused. My heart froze. Was she having regrets? Had I pushed her into doing something she didn’t want to do?

  “I thought it was amazing.” She pulled her arms in around me, tightening her hug. “I’ve just been worried about you and how you might be feeling about it.”

  "I thought it was amazing too,” I assured her. “You were incredible.”

  I sighed, pulling her even tighter against my body. My mind flashed back to the night before and that wicked, empowered look on her face as she laid
back on the couch and offered her pussy to Jay. Between my legs my cock started to get hard again.

  “You’re sure you’re ok with it?” I asked her.

  Hailey broke from my hug and took a step back. Grinning wolfishly, she took my hand and guided it between her legs. Pressing my fingers against her, I immediately felt that the fabric of her panties was damp.

  “What do you think?” she asked with a wicked grin.

  We were standing there like that, with me feeling Hailey’s wet panties, when Jay entered the kitchen.

  “Hey guys,” he called out as he walked in on us. “Am I interrupting anything?”

  I pulled my hand back from Hailey’s crotch and hastily adjusted my robe, trying to hide my erection.

  Hailey looked over my shoulder and gave Jay a big grin.

  “Good morning hun,” she said warmly.

  Stepping around me she walked over to Jay and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

  “Hey buddy,” I said, pulling the tie of my robe tight and turning to face him. “You want a cup of coffee?”

  I gave Jay a big, warm smile, wanting to reassure him that everything was cool. He looked at me, then at Hailey, then back at me again.

  “Yeah, sure,” he said with a relieved smile.

  Hailey fixed us some eggs and for the next half hour we sat and ate and chatted about various, unimportant things. At first there was a slightly awkward, but not altogether unpleasant, sexual tension in the air that we all tried to ignore. Luckily, Hailey’s gregarious personality easily carried us through it, and before long everything felt like normal. In fact, there even seemed to be a strange sense of closeness between the three of us that I had never felt before.

  “So what do you two have planned today?” Hailey asked as she stood from the table and started clearing away the plates.

  “Well,” I replied, “I have a tee time scheduled for us this afternoon, but I can cancel it if you have other plans for us.”

  “No,” Hailey said as she stepped over to the sink with the dirty dishes. “That’s fine. I need to go to the grocery store this afternoon anyway.”

  I glanced over at Jay and noticed that his eyes were glued to Hailey. His diligence was rewarded when she bent over to put some dishes in the dishwasher and ended up flashing her panties for him to see.

  “Do you have any idea what time you will be home?” Hailey asked as she rearranged the plates in the dishwasher, giving Jay and I a good, long look at her cute rear-end.

  “Our tee-time is a little later, so it will probably be around six-o-clock or so. Is that alright?”

  “Yeah,” Hailey said, standing straight up and putting an end to the peep show. She closed the dishwasher with a clang and turned back toward us. “That sounds great. I’ll fix dinner for us again and we can eat when you get back.”

  And with that she crossed over to the table where Jay and I were sitting, gave each of us a peck on the cheek, and then headed back to our bedroom to take a shower.

  *****

  When Jay and I returned home from the golf course that afternoon, the first thing we noticed was the wonderful smell that filled the house.

  “Hey honey,” I called out as I closed the front door behind me “We’re back.”

  “Hey babe,” Hailey called back. “I’m in the dining room setting the table. Did you guys have fun?”

  “Yeah,” I answered back. “Jay enjoyed kicking my ass.”

  Jay grinned at me. “It’s not my fault you’re such a shitty golfer,” he chuckled.

  “It’s not my fault some of us have real jobs and don’t get to hang out on the golf course three days a week,” I retorted.

  Jay followed me as we went to find Hailey and find out what was causing the delicious smells. When we stepped into the dining room we both nearly tripped over our jaws.

  Hailey was standing facing away from us setting plates and utensils on the table. She was wearing a white blouse and a short black mini skirt that, like everything else she had worn that weekend, must have been new. Bent over as she was, the bottom of the skirt just barely covered her ass, hanging perhaps a half an inch below the bottom edge of her panties. Below that, her gorgeous legs trailed down to the floor, ending with her feet in a pair of sexy black heels. The sight of her leaning over the table immediately elicited a positive reaction down between my legs. I shot a quick glance at Jay and saw that he was having a similar reaction.

  She stayed bent over like that for only two or three seconds, but it was still long enough for Jay and me to get a good view. After she straightened, she looked over her shoulder at us and smiled. It was obvious that we were both staring at her, but I don’t think either of us cared.

  “I hope you’re hungry,” she said with a sweet smile. “I’ve got all kinds of good things for you tonight.”

  Jay and I just stared at her silently, her insinuation not escaping either of us.

  “Why don’t you guys go take showers and get cleaned up? Dinner will be ready in about half an hour.”

  Thirty minutes later, cleaned and refreshed, Jay, Hailey and I sat down for dinner. It being his last night with us, Hailey insisted that Jay sit at the head of the table as our guest of honor, with me on his left and her on his right. When Hailey sat down, I noticed that she had undone the top buttons of her blouse, giving Jay and me a tantalizing view of her chest.

  We ate slowly and talked, reminiscing about the old days when Jay used to still live nearby. Keeping in the spirit of the weekend, Hailey flirted with Jay throughout dinner, leaning in to him, flipping her hair seductively, and touching him frequently. It had almost become second nature by now.

  At one point in the conversation Hailey was listening to Jay talk about out a girl he had been seeing a few months ago, her hand resting gently on his forearm, when I felt something lightly brush against my leg. Without thinking I nonchalantly reached down to brush it away and discovered it was Hailey’s foot.

  I looked across the table at her and saw that she was staring at me with a thin, mischievous smile. She had slipped off her shoe and was slowly moving her bare foot up my leg until it was finally resting in my lap. I grabbed my glass and took a drink, trying not to laugh at her surreptitious activity. She was such a minx!

  As Jay talked, Hailey began rubbing my crotch with her foot. It wasn’t long before she had made me hard, and I shifted in my chair uncomfortably as my cock pressed tightly between my pants and my body. Noticing the effect she was having on me she grinned and switched techniques, alternating between rubbing my erection with her foot and clenching and releasing it with her toes. Two can play at this game, I thought, as I reached down and started stroking her ankle and lower leg.

  Hailey kept her foot in my lap for several more minutes, massaging my crotch, then suddenly whisked it away.

  "Is everyone done eating?" she asked cheerfully.

  Without waiting for a reply, she turned toward me.

  “Since you got to play with Jay all day, I’m going to let you clean up while he and I continue our chat in the living room.”

  “She’s such a slave driver,” I said to Jay with a grin as I grabbed the empty plate in front of him and put it on top of mine.

  Hailey stood up, took Jay’s hand, and pulled his arm gently. “Come along Jayden,” she said sweetly.

  Jay stood from his chair and with a slight blush, let Hailey lead him off into the living room like a small child going to the candy store.

  For the for the next forty-five minutes I cleared the table and cleaned the kitchen while Jay and Hailey sat in the living room and drank and talked. I took my time, wanting to give them a chance to be alone and to get comfortable. Every ten or fifteen minutes I went in to refill Hailey’s wine glass and see if there was anything they needed, but I tried to be as unobtrusive as possible.

  At one point I went to check on them and found that Hailey had spun sideways and was leaning back against the arm of the couch with her feet in Jay’s lap. Jay had one foot in his hands an
d was rubbing it sensually, while Hailey was using the other to rub Jay’s crotch.

  “Better watch out,” I laughed as I refilled Hailey’s wine glass. “She’ll have you doing that all night if you’re not careful.”

  Jay just chucked and kept rubbing Hailey’s foot. There was a sexual tension in the air that was almost palpable. We all knew where things were headed, but we kept pretending nothing was out of the ordinary.

  I went back into the kitchen one last time to finish cleaning the dinner dishes. I made sure that everything was put away and that the counters were all wiped down, and to kill a little more time, I even cleaned out some old food from the refrigerator and set up the coffee maker for the next morning. Satisfied that I had given Jay and Hailey enough alone time together, I finally grabbed a fresh drink and went to join them.

  When I walked through the kitchen door and into the living room, Jay was no longer rubbing Hailey’s feet. Instead, he was sitting upright on the couch with Hailey straddling him. Her back was toward me and her skirt was spread out across his lap, and they were kissing passionately.

  I stopped short in the doorway, watching them in fascination as they made out in front of me. The now familiar mixture of excitement, desire, and fear flooded through me as I wondered how long they had been going at it, and exactly how it had started.

  Hailey was breathing hard and moaning softly, and I could see that she was rocking her hips back and forth. It was then that I realized Jay’s hand was under her skirt.

  I watched on in silence for several minutes, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene in front of me. The sight of the two of them was amazing, somehow managing to be beautiful, sensual, and horrific all at the same time. I imagined what kind of action must be taking place under Hailey’s skirt and my cock instantly started to harden in my pants.