My hand was full of cum when I heard the knock on the bedroom door. I knew it had to be my wife, and she would have questions about what I was doing that I needed the door locked. Sure enough, as Julie walked into the room, she asked, “Why was the door locked? Were you being naughty?”
I just looked at her and replied, “I guess I accidentally locked it when I came in.” She smiled, went in, and used the bathroom. When she came out, she walked up and hugged me, grabbed my cock, which was still somewhat hard, and smiled.
“What’s up with this, the girl’s short shorts get to you?” I did my best to look shocked and said, “They are seventeen years old, Tiff is my daughter, and Lexi is her best friend.” She just smiled and replied, “And you are still a man, and last I checked, you still had a pulse.”
Julie went on, “Trust me, I have noticed that you enjoy looking at the girls, hell, I do too. They both have great bodies, Tiff has those C-cup titties, and Lexi has those D-cups, both have great asses and legs, what’s not to like.
Needless to say, I was shocked, I knew my wife had enjoyed some lesbian fun in college, but I certainly never expected her to still be interested in girls. I guess it stands to reason that if we guys like to look, our wives would too.
I just stood there, and Julie said, “You know your cock is giving you away.” And that is when I noticed it was growing harder. Hearing my wife talk about Tiff and Lexi like that would have me hard, and my wife knew it.
“Honey, it’s ok.” She said, “I need to share something with you anyway, but first, really, why was the door locked?” Knowing I was busted, I replied, “Tori next door was moving some loungers in the backyard, and I heard her.”
Julie laughed and said, “Let me guess, she and that hunk had sex again and you were jerking off?” I was shocked and asked, “You’ve seen them?” Julie replied, “Twice, and before you ask, yes, I masturbated too! Sixteen-year-olds go at it like rabbits.”
“So Julie, now that you have shocked me and got me all worked up, what do you want to share with me?” I asked. I really couldn’t imagine anything that could top that revelation.
Julie went into the closet and changed into shorts and a loose top, she then made her way over to the sitting area in our bedroom and motioned for me to join her. As I settled into the other end of the couch facing her, I noticed she had neglected to put on panties.
Not that Julie is a prude, but she doesn’t usually run around the house with anyone here without panties. She keeps her pussy trimmed with just a small strip of pubic hair, she says that keeps the itching down to a minimum and still feels and looks good to her and she knows I love it.