Enough was enough. I stepped back, and pulled my shorts off in a flash. I was wearing loose, knit shorts and no underwear, and the whole act took about two seconds.
“Funny, sausage is the special of the day. No waiting.” I told her, and reaching out with my hand behind her neck I pulled her down to her knees.
“What if Jim comes up here?” She said, reaching out and taking my cock in her hand.
“Well, he’ll just have to wait his turn.” I told her, and winding my fingers in her hair, pulled her face to my crotch.
She must have been as turned on as me. She looked up to me, her eyes locked to mine, and with a long lascivious lick, dragged her tongue from the bottom of my balls, to the crest of my head, where she ran the tip of her tongue all over my purple helmet. A second lick ended with her taking my cock in her mouth and slowly pressing her face down as far as she could take it.
“God that feels good, Karen. I think this is going to be a great weekend.” I murmured.
“MmmmHmmm” she answered as best she could, with her mouth full.
She worked her hand up and down my cock as she sucked away on the head. After a few minutes of this delightful treatment, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and stood her up. I turned her around so she was facing away from me, her head out the closet door, and pulled her shorts down to her ankles. Her soaked white undies followed suit.
“Jack…” she said, reproachfully, but still stepped out of her shorts and panties, kicking them out of the way.
I placed one hand on her left hip, and with the other, pushed her down just behind her neck, until her upper body was parallel with the ground. I spread her cheeks with my thumbs, grasping her hips, looking down at her wet pussy. She was bent over even farther now, almost jackknifed, one elbow on her knee, the other hand opening herself, presenting herself to me.
I took my cock in hand, and placed the head at her opening. I could feel her fingers guide me in the first inch or so, after which I grabbed her hips and pulled back hard, impaling her on my stiff prick.
“Ooh!” she gasped in surprise, at the sudden intrusion, and then gasped again.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I laughed, pulling out a little, and pushing back hard.
She tried to pull away for a second, but I was having none of that and thrust up inside her, moving my hips side to side, but keeping my cock buried.
“Oh, shit,” she hissed, and dropped her head down between her knees.
That was when I saw that Jim had entered the room, and could see her pretty well. I was still mostly hidden behind the door. Our shorts scattered just outside the door, and the bouncing of her body left little doubt what was going on, even if he didn’t have a great view of the action.
I saw him turn half away. “Sorry to walk in on you. I just was wondering where you’d gone, and I need help with that mirror. Everything else is loaded.” He turned partially, the temptation too much, and watched us out of the corner of his eye.
“Sorry Jim. This little tart has been teasing me, and I couldn’t help myself.” The exhibitionist in me reared his head, and I stroked myself in and out of Karen’s dripping pussy, using full long strokes, while I spoke to him.
“ME! You were the ones teasing me, with your hot sweaty bodies, brushing up against me, showing off. With two half-naked hunks hanging around, how’s a girl supposed to behave?” She was looking back and forth between us, and she was pushing back onto my cock with each stroke. Clearly she was enjoying the show we were putting on as well. Her arms were folded across her chest, but careful observation revealed her hands were also squeezing her own tits.
“Well,” Jim answered meekly, “I guess I’ll wait down stairs.”
“Jim.” I told him sharply. “This is why you’re still a virgin at 26. When opportunity presents itself, you’ve got to take your best shot.”
“Jack! I can’t believe you said that. What kind of opportunity are you talking about.” Karen snapped at me.
“I’m just saying, here’s a pretty woman, naked, in front of him, and he’s talking about walking away. Look Jim, she’s said you’re hot, and that you’ve been getting her horny. She took her shirt off downstairs to tease you. Her nipples were so hard I could barely resist gobbling them myself. The crack of her ass and crotch of her pants have been soaked through all morning. You could have made an effort to see if there was more to the sexual tension then just teasing. You should have at least tried to press the issue.”
“Jack! I can’t believe you’re saying this.” Karen was certainly acting just a little offended. Yet she never stopped thrusting back, and she was playing with her own breasts, right in front of Jim.
She looked at Jim. “Jim is too much of a gentleman to behave like you, you beast.” She then let her head drop, and bent almost completely in two, her hands holding behind her ankles and her head between her knees. She was deliciously flexible.
Her ass was taught as a drum, and I couldn’t resist pressing my thumb into her highly available butthole.
“Oh God, Jack,” she moaned, followed by continued little moans of ‘oh’.
“Fine. What should I have done, Jack?” Jim asked, just a little bit angry. I guess he didn’t like my blurting out the bit about being a virgin. “I guess I should have been hitting on your girlfriend.”
“What I would have done in your shoes, I would have walked right up to just in front of her, placed my hands on her back, my cock inches from her face, and said, “God, that looks great.” Then see what kind of response I got. Try it.” I was slowly screwing her now, and matching the movements of my hips with the thumb stretching out her ass.
“God, Jack! What are you doing? I hope you’re not listening to him Jim, he’s a pig!” Karen’s cries were getting more exasperated, and she straightened out some, looking between Jim and I.