#Watching

This had been discussed over weeks. Not everyday, of course, but sufficiently to give the plan more tangibility. But when the buzzer rang at 8:40, I could feel my stomach drop. Lisa stood up and pushed the button. "It's open." Dan climbed up the stairs holding a pack of beer just as he did on any other Friday. They had been working together two years ago at the marketing company before he moved companies. Pleasant smile, average figure, slightly taller than me. He shook hands at the entrance. His palm was dry. "Hi. Thank you for letting me in." "Yeah, sure." We sat in the living room. The rest of dinner remained on the counter. Lisa poured the beer into the glasses despite the fact that the bottles would have done just fine. It went on for a while with some light conversation - work, the new flat he was renting, some unimportant details. Meanwhile, I kept looking at her. She sat with one leg bent under her body - as calm as she is once she made up her mind. After the second bottle of beer she put down her glass and looked at us both. "So. We're still happy with this?" "Yeah," Dan nodded. "Whatever works for the two of you." "Yeah," I said, and my voice sounded thinner than I'd intended. She rose and extended her hand toward him. "The bedroom's that way." I went along behind them. The hallway seemed particularly long tonight. The bedroom was unchanged - the unmade bed where we woke up that morning, the laundry pile in the corner, the lamp on her side of the room casting a yellow puddle. She closed the bedroom door partway, but didn't close it all the way. She started stripping. Lisa pulled her sweater off and the bra that she wears on an everyday basis showed through. She undid it and set it down in the chair. Her breasts looked exactly as they always do. Soft, familiar. Then she stripped off her jeans and underpants together. She wasn't putting on a show for us. Just getting undressed. Dan shed his shirt. Normal chest hair, and some softness around the midsection. He glanced at me once, making sure I was watching, then back to her. I took a seat in the chair beside the window. My own dick was poking out at me from inside my pants. Not yet though. She laid down on her back, spreading her legs open. Dan positioned himself above her. He kissed her for a while, a kiss that lasted longer than I thought possible. And she kissed him back, without turning to look at me. When he put his hand between her legs, his fingers came back drenched with fluid. She led him inside her. The noises she made were soft but genuine. Not the ones she usually makes when we're together. He went all the way in and paused for a moment. Her hands on his back. And then he began to move. The joining of their bodies. The way her legs moved around in order to make more space for him. The slight lift and fall of her chest with every push. Most of the time her eyes remained wide open, staring at his face or the ceiling. Once she turned her head towards me, catching my gaze. Hard to describe, focused, a little flushed. No smile or anything like that. Dan kept the same pace. Smooth. She raised her hips to meet him. After a minute she started to rub her own pussy. This was normal. I knew the way her breathing pattern changed when she was about to climax. She climaxed with a sharp, quick gasp, wrapping her legs tighter around him. He kept going through her climax. Finally I undid my pants and pulled out my erection. It seemed extra sensitive to me. I masturbated slowly, in time with them without even trying to match them. Lisa told him something I couldn't hear clearly. He nodded and pulled out. She turned on her side and he entered her from behind. Spoons tight. Then he entered her again, but in a different position. Her one leg bent in front of her. I could see better the way he stretched her and the way she was wet. His stomach was pressed against her ass. She reached back and gripped his hip for control. The other hand remained between her thighs. I watched the movement of her fingers. The wetness became louder. My hand worked faster. His breathing began to grow more frantic. Dan told her he was about to finish. She nodded, and held onto him while he continued to thrust into her, his forehead resting against her shoulder. I watched as he tightened his body up, then relaxed. They remained there for a minute before he grew soft and pulled out. His cum dribbled out of him, and a small amount leaked onto her leg. She didn't clean it off straight away. Lisa turned to look at me. "Come here." I got up, feeling a bit wobbly on my feet. She reached out and grabbed a hold of my erect penis, which was still slick from his use. Two or three times she worked her hand over my shaft and I finished on her belly and the bedsheets. Dan was the first one to get up and dress himself. "Bathroom?" Pointed. During his absence, she got up and wiped herself using a tissue which lay on the night stand. I sat on the edge of the bed. The room had an odor of sex and the beer which we left in the living room. He returned and thanked us, adding that he would text us when he wants to get a drink with us some time later. Normal conversation. Lisa saw him out to the door. I could hear the door lock after he had gone. She returned to sit next to me. We didn't say much. The light remained on. Outside a car passed. For a moment she placed her hand on my thigh, then rose to turn the shower on.