I was surprised to see her top fully off in the seconds it took me to get there, as Asher started putting his hands on my wife’s torso.
He very visibly had an erection underneath his jeans (and a giant bulge from what I could tell). She turned around with her back to him as he slid his hands up and cupped her breasts.
She seemed SUPER turned on, like more than I feel I ever remember her being with me (except maybe when we first started dating). She arched her back and pressed her butt against his crotch and began grinding against his hard crotch bulge. Because her pussy was so wet, you could see very clear wet marks on the front of his pants.
He quickly ripped his shirt off and pulled her butt and body closer to him and started kissing her neck. She writhed like she was in pure ecstasy.
Watching this, and her flesh against his started making me a little queasy, but I took it as a queue to start getting involved myself.
She glanced over at me and winked and motioned with her finger to come over. So I did, and started kissing her passionately on the mouth while massaging her hair. She didn’t seem to kiss me long though, and pulled away from both of us and stood aside and looked at both of us very sultry. She then licked her finger slowly and reached down over her skirt and put her hand up near her pussy and started rubbing. That ecstasy look returned to her eyes.
Asher looked over at me and raised his eyebrows, and when I looked down at the increasingly large bulge in his crotch, I noticed two things. One: his dick was probably significantly bigger than mine, and two: since she was wearing a short skirt with no underwear, and her pussy gets really wet whenever she is turned on, and she had been grinding against him moments ago, his jeans had a wet spot from her vaginal juices.
Let’s just suffice to say there was a persistent feeling throughout the experience that I was sortof a third wheel and that should have been my red flag to stop things. But I was blinded with wanting to also fulfill my wife sexually, and was enjoying seeing her so turned on again.
I took off my shirt and began removing my belt. As I did this, Asher unbuttoned his jeans and took them off. He was wearing black briefs, which meant his dick was all the more restrained than I originally thought. She was looking into his eyes as he reached down and started massaging his dick bulge over his briefs and looking back into hers with this sly grin on his face. His erection nearly tore through his briefs as the head of his penis peeked out through the fly hole. I kid you not, the head of his penis was like the size of a golf ball.
I nervously removed my pants and underwear in one quick move, and my dick was hard as hell, and sprung out of my pants. My penis is not the biggest. I’d say probably average of the guys I knew. The head is a little smaller than a ping-pong ball, and I’m only about 4 and a half inches long. When I get hard, my penis stands straight out, perpendicular to my body.
Genny walked over to me, turned her back to me and grabbed my penis and started massaging it and jerking it. Asher, facing us directly and only a few feet away, kept rubbing his bulge, and the bulge only got larger and larger.