‘Seth, this is my wife Amber.’
‘Pleased to meet you both; you’ve a very attractive wife.’
‘Thanks,’ Seth and Amber said at the same time and they all laughed.
‘What about the police?’
Stuart shook his head. ‘They never bother with us; we’re not hurting anyone, no one ever over steps or causes trouble.’
Amber raised the bottle and took another sip.
‘Celebrating?’
‘Seth’s birthday.’
‘Congratulations.’
‘Thanks,’ Seth replied.
Stuart smiled, he seemed to want to say something but at the last moment he stopped himself. ‘Well okay, you both have a nice night; I think I’m calling it a night.’
Seth nodded his head and Stuart turned away and began to walk back in to the fog.
Amber looked at Seth and said, ‘I didn’t know anyone was here, did you?’
‘No,’ Seth replied. ‘He seemed like a nice guy, imagine waiting here all night and then when someone gets here they’re not here for the same thing you are, bet he’s well and truly crushed.’
‘Poor fucker, all that anticipation and no pay-off.’ Amber said softly, ‘I want to continue what we started here and I don’t mind him watching if you don’t.’
‘You’re drunk,’ Seth said good-naturedly.
‘True, but it’s kind of turning me on, unless you’d rather not.’
‘Someone watching us, what if he decides to whip his cock out whilst looking at us, didn’t he say that’s what they do?’
Amber shrugged, ‘Tell him to keep back a bit; I only want your spunk on me.’
‘Do you want to?’
‘I think so, yeah.’
Seth reached a decision and called out in to the fog, ‘Stuart?’
‘Yeah?’ Stuart replied through the fog.
‘Can you come back here a second?’
‘Sure.’
Seth pulled Amber between his legs so that she was leaning back against him, he put his arms around her stomach and kissed the nape of her neck. They both watched Stuart step out of the fog and Stuart walked towards them and stopped; again about six feet away.
‘Look, we’ve never done anything like this, well not quite like this,’ Amber said (she briefly flashed on an image of Ross and she wondered if Seth was thinking of their dead friend too). ‘If you like you can watch us, but that’s all, no touching, we don’t know you but if you want to watch you can, would you like that?’ She smiled at him as he looked at her and then at Seth.
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yeah, I think so; we’ll see how it goes, like I say we’ve not done it like this before.’
‘That would be great,’ Stuart said and Amber could see that there was a distinctive bulging at his groin. He stepped forward one step. ‘Tell me when to stop.’
When he was three feet away Seth told him that was close enough.
‘Ready?’ Seth whispered in Amber’s ear and she nodded her head. Her heart was beating fast and she could feel Seth’s own heart racing.
‘Here goes,’ Seth said and he reached his hands up and he found her zip and he slowly started to unzip the dress. Seth was watching Stuart as the man’s eyes followed the downward motion of the zipper; Seth had to admit to himself that it was a bit exciting seeing another man looking at his wife; it didn’t exactly turn him on but nor did it offend or repulse him.
Amber was watching Stuart’s face as the zip moved lower and lower and she felt a tingle inside as she saw the look of lust on the man’s face. Seth’s groin was pressing against her ass and she wiggled her hips.
‘Fuck it,’ Seth said and he pulled the zipper the entire length of her dress so that it detached completely and the dress opened wide showing Stuart everything.
‘Jesus!’ Stuart said.
Amber turned to face Seth and slipped the dress off so that she stood with her back to Stuart, she was now only wearing the fishnet hold-ups and her heels (and the diamond choker – she loved the sensation of being so exposed) and she tossed the dress in to the car and wrapped her arms around Seth and kissed him hard. She was panting as their tongues swirled around each other’s and Seth’s hands went to her ass and spread her buttocks and he slipped a finger inside her soaking wet cunt.
‘Fuck,’ she said in to Seth’s mouth. ‘What’s Stuart doing?’ She whispered.
‘Look for yourself,’ Seth breathed in to her ear and he turned her around and she could see that Stuart had undone his flies and that he was stroking his cock.
‘How are we doing so far Stuart?’ Amber asked.
‘You’re doing fine, you’re gorgeous.’ Amber walked around to the front of the Audi once more and allowed herself to lie back on the bonnet. ‘Come here baby,’ she told Seth and he walked around to the front and pushed her legs apart.
‘Can you see everything Stuart?’ Amber asked and Stuart moved a few paces to his left so that he was more at an angle to the corner of the front left wheel.
‘I can see your pussy if that’s what you mean.’ Stuart was working his hand up and down his shaft quicker now and Amber looked at the man’s cock and as she looked at it Stuart’s attentions increased; he was obviously getting off on the fact that Amber was watching him masturbate.
Amber looked up at Seth and raised the bottle of champagne, she gulped a half dozen mouthfuls and then upturned it over herself; a stream of champagne splashed across her face and she moved the bottle so that the champagne splashed across her breasts and over her belly and between her legs and then Seth was on her.
Seth kissed her hard and she fumbled at his jeans and quickly had him in her hands and his own hands pulled at her nipples and she cried out. Seth moved his mouth to her breasts and he lapped at the champagne covered flesh.
‘Suck my nipples,’ she cried out; she had totally forgotten about Stuart as Seth lowered his mouth to her right nipple. She cupped her left breast and lowered her face to her left nipple and she sucked it between her lips, her eyes locked on her husband’s only inches away as he sucked harder at her engorged bud and she moaned in to her left nipple as her tongue flicked across it.
Amber felt Seth’s hands pushing her legs wider and then he was pushing his cock inside her cunt and she wrapped her legs around his ass and she let her nipple slip free from her mouth and she said louder than she had intended, ‘Fuck me Seth, fuck me really hard.’
She heard a loud cry come from Stuart and she looked over her husband’s head and she saw Stuart climax; she saw him spurting his semen and she watched as the streams of come splattered on to the tarmac. Stuart kept moving his hand up and down his cock as fast as he could, and the look of release on his face was obvious. She smiled at him as he continued to spurt and then Seth’s mouth was pressing against hers once more and his hands were beneath her buttocks and he was lifting her up from the car and he turned in a tight circle and sat on the bonnet; Amber had her knees either side of his legs, and she knelt on the edge of the bonnet; one heel slipped off of her foot and she reached back and let the other one drop.
‘I’ll let you both finish in peace,’ Stuart said and Amber looked over her shoulder.
‘You sure, you can stay if you want?’ Amber told him smiling, she could see that now Stuart had orgasmed he appeared to be embarrassed at what was happening; maybe the come-down after such anticipation made him feel a lit stupid; out of place. She really didn’t care; this had been her first experience of dogging and she’d actually liked it; a lot.
‘No that’s okay, you’ve already been really kind, and I have an early start, I come here most weekends from a Friday onwards, perhaps I’ll see you both again.’
‘You never know,’ Amber said and Stuart disappeared back in to the fog.
Amber reached between her legs and grasped Seth’s erection. She pressed the end of it against her slit and slid down on to his shaft. Seth pushed her breasts together and alternated between the left and right nipples; each time he s
wapped he sucked harder and harder at the swollen buds until the sensations that Amber was feeling bordered on the painful and as she rode his cock; her hands clasped behind his neck; her body arched away from him they heard Stuart’s car start up and then briefly they were lit in headlights and then the car was gone and Seth changed nipples and Amber told him to suck it harder than ever before.
‘Really suck on it,’ she cried. ‘And pull the other one; be as hard as you can as I’m close to coming!’
Seth pulled at one nipple, pulling it between thumb and finger so that the engorged teat was stretched an inch or so from the swell of the breast and he did the same with the one in his mouth; clamping it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth and sucking so hard that Amber cried out in pain and then she was bucking on his cock and her orgasm roared through her; she could feel her juices gushing down his cock and over his balls; she had never climaxed so hard and she clamped her vaginal muscles and continued to ride him until he let go of the nipple in her mouth and said, ‘I’m going to come all over your face.’
‘Okay,’ she said through her heavy breathing; she wasn’t a huge fan of facials but Seth wanted it and so she would obey his command and she got off of him and crouched in front of him and took his cock in her hands and wanked him off as quick as she could and he cried out, ‘I’m coming!’
Amber kept her eyes open as his semen splattered across her face, a spurt went up her left nostril and she laughed at the dirtiness of the whole thing as he continued to cover her face and more landed in her mouth and she swallowed. A stream of ejaculate went in to her eye and she laughed again.
‘You slut,’ Seth said and Amber nodded in agreement as he finally stopped unloading over her face.
‘Your slut,’ she said and used her fingers to gather his come from her face and she licked each finger clean, swallowing his thick warm seed.
*****
It was nearing four in the morning when Seth walked out on to the balcony and took a seat; a glass of bourbon in one hand, a cigarette in the other. The double doors were open to the bedroom and from this angle Seth could see Amber asleep; she was on her side, facing away from him and he could see the perfect curve of her exposed ass and the backs of her thighs before the rest of her legs disappeared beneath the silk sheets. The lights were off in the house but there was a strong moon and at this early hour the day was beginning to brighten; today promised to be yet another scorcher.
Seth had carried Amber in from the car almost two hours ago; she had been all but naked; only her diamonds, stockings and high heels on; after the events in the woodland car-park she had gotten back in to the car and quickly fell asleep; she’d overdone it on the alcohol for sure, but he knew that when she woke up later that morning she’d have no signs of a hangover; she never had in all the years they’d been together.
He’d carried her in to the house like a parent would an infant; his right arm beneath her butt, she’d wrapped her legs around his hips and managed to slide her hands over his shoulders; she’d rested her face on his shoulder murmuring in her drunkenness how she loved him. She hadn’t fully awoken when he had run her a bath and stripped her stockings off before lowering her in to the warm soapy suds. He’d bathed her; washing away the stickiness of the champagne and his semen; the whole time she was only semi-conscious and he had quickly towelled her dry and put her to bed.
He’d spent thirty minutes cleaning the diamond necklace with the jeweller’s cleaning kit he kept in a kitchen cupboard. After that he had gone back out to the car and cleaned the passenger seat area; it had been sticky from where Amber’s naked body had slumbered.
He’d then taken a shower and gathered himself a drink and headed out on to the balcony. With just a towel wrapped around his groin the warmth of the early morning was enough and the ever so slight breeze felt good on his face.
Seth sipped his bourbon and took a deep drag on his cigarette. Tonight had been an adventure and when Amber had said that Stuart could watch them Seth hadn’t really been that surprised; Seth knew that his wife was a bit of a whore deep down; she had a dirty streak a mile wide but she usually kept it hidden from the world. When they had first got together he had learnt that she had had a fair number of one-night stands when she had gone clubbing with her friends; he figured that she was only doing what all of her friends were doing and it had never bothered him; he wasn’t the jealous type. Amber had been very shy in the early stages of their relationship and wouldn’t tell him that she loved him until they’d been together for nearly a year despite his having told her the same after a mere month together. Later in their relationship he had asked her about this and she had explained that she was petrified that he would leave her; that he would find someone better and so she had held back her true feelings from him even though she had known she’d fallen in love with him after only their third date.
Sitting on the balcony his mind roamed, different thoughts flitting across his mind’s eye; how in the early years she had fluctuated in weight greatly and how this was down to how her mum made her feel; her mum was only happy when wallowing in others’ misery and Amber’s father was no better; the man was a spineless specimen of a man willing to allow his wife to ridicule and antagonise everyone around her; Seth didn’t care for either of Amber’s parents but he reserved his total hatred for her mother; an obese woman who had shown her true vileness when Amber had gone through a dark patch emotionally. They had been trying for a child and when the doctors had finally ruled that Amber would never conceive she had slipped in to a deep depression that had lasted for a year and included one attempt on her own life.
Seth had been supportive and had told her parents of the incident so that they would be more understanding of their daughter’s state of mind; a few weeks after the suicide attempt Seth had rang them to tell them that Amber was doing much better to which her mother had said we just wish that if she was going to kill herself that she’d just get on and do it, every time the phone goes we panic, George can’t cope with it and I swear my heart is about to give up. Seth had been so shocked that he had just hung up the phone and he had never told Amber of what her mother had said, but from that moment on Seth had had as little to do with his wife’s parents as possible and he avoided visiting them whenever possible.
Things had quickly got better for them and Amber then started her career and they had bought this house and that dark time in their history was now just that; history. Seth stubbed out the cigarette and lit a fresh one. He thought about Ross, their friend that had been killed two years ago; he had been their only friend from the village; they had met by chance but a firm friendship was quickly built and it was clear to all three of them that their friendship was unique; Ross’ girlfriend Gayle was another bitch, and Ross would often tell them that if he didn’t have a child with Gayle that he would have left her long ago but his loyalty to his daughter was so strong that he stuck with the loveless relationship.
Whenever they would pop round to visit Ross the alcohol would start to flow and barriers would come down and where as Seth, Amber and Ross would join in with games of cards, scrabble, Twister or Monopoly Gayle would always make her excuses and just sit there shooting daggers at everyone. She would throw a tantrum at the slightest thing and Seth really felt for their friend’s predicament. ‘Can’t remember the last time I shot my load,’ he’d told them late one night when they were all drunk and from there they had learned that Ross would often spy on Seth and Amber when they were fooling around, they were all so drunk that nothing was made of it but the following day Ross had apologised but Seth and Amber had told him not to worry about it.
Other times Ross would tell Seth when it was just the two of them that he often thought of Amber when he was alone and things progressed from there and on several occasions thereafter once Gayle had gone off to bed in another huff Seth and Amber would make out on Ross’s plush sofa; never going too far, just enough so that Ross, sitting in his armchair across the room, pretending not to watch, co
uld in fact watch them and get his own kind of sexual gratification. On one occasion Amber had had a lot to drink and as she fooled around with Seth on the sofa she’d got a little too far carried away and she had sucked one of her own nipples as she let Seth part her legs and finger her; they’d both heard Ross’s point of orgasm.
To most people Seth was positive that they would think that the friendship he and Amber had with Ross was weird, maybe a little perverse but to the three of them there was nothing strange about it at all; it was as if Amber and Seth were actors in a play conjured up in Ross’ mind. Their friendship was more than just the monthly alcohol fuelled craziness there was a strong bond beyond those moments and Seth and Amber both missed their friend greatly. It had been Ross who over one summer had helped Seth build all the fences that bordered their home and he had also helped build the balconies, walkways and staircases; Ross had been great at anything to do with wood or with his hands. It had been Ross who had been there for them both on numerous occasions, their friendship went deep, Ross was a brother to Seth; the brother he had never had and then it had all been shattered. Ross had been killed by a hit and run driver; the driver was never found and shortly after the funeral Gayle had moved away and both Seth and Amber were glad that she had; they both blamed Gayle for Ross being out that night, another one of her crazy tantrums had forced Ross to take to his feet.
Seth downed his drink and changed his trail of thoughts; he recalled a conversation from earlier that night, back in the pub, there had been ten of them sitting together and the conversation had turned to sex and what were some of the naughtiest things that as couples they had done.
Tiny and Marie once admitted to shagging at the back of a packed cinema theatre, David and Lesley told them that they’d been caught by a security guard in a changing room whilst she was giving him a blow-job, which got a good round of laughter. Amber had told the group about their fucking in the multi-story earlier that day but the real shock had come from Kathy who had told them that she and her husband liked to pee on each other; the rest of them had stared at her open-mouthed and her husband had groaned and buried his face in his hands. ‘What?’ she’d laughed, ‘I like it, it’s all about submission,’ and she’d gone into considerable detail and Seth had looked at Amber who had a strange look on her face that at the time he’d thought had been disbelief but now he wasn’t so sure; he’d meant to ask her about it but had forgotten; perhaps he’d ask her tomorrow; he didn’t want for Amber to dislike Kathy for something that she did behind closed doors consensually with her husband.
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