0 comments/ 213117 views/ 90 favorites Claire and Our Neighbor By: BenFitzhume It's amazing who your neighbors turn out to be. Well, it really ended up making an impact on my life anyway. Let me backtrack a bit and fill you in. I first met Claire in my last year of college. She was a year behind me and both of us ended up working on a group project together. Back then I thought she was incredibly cute and had a personality to match. Her bubbly sense of humor was the highlight of my day. About a month into the semester, I asked her out and she accepted! We spent a lot of time together that semester, things started getting serious. I remember our first night together vividly. We decided to make it special. We rented a hotel room on the edge of town, had a nice dinner and I was ready for her. Claire is short brunette, coming in at just under 5'4". However, her genes blessed her with fantastic curves to put on her small frame. Her body measured 36d-26-36. The jeans she wore clung to her tight, ample ass, but it was her tits that made her body goddess-like. Big, firm and so beautiful and they pressed out everything she wore. Her body had amazing curves from the top down and I loved every inch of it. I was, and still am your average white guy. Just over 6 feet, I get my share of looks from the ladies, but I know I'm just the nice guy. So, to me Claire was a great catch and I intended to hold onto her. That night I waited in anticipation for her in that hotel room. She came out wearing a beautiful white teddy that barely covered her body. Her hard nipples pused through the fabric. I saw her dark trimmed bush through the bottom and was gone for good. We made love that night and for many more times the rest of that semester. It soon became obvious that I was in love with Claire and that we were going to be together for a while. After I graduated, I took a job in the city to be near her. We married soon after college. I spent the next few years busting my ass, working in a major accounting firm. Soon, I got promoted and things were on the rise for Claire and me. After my promotion, she decided to stop working so she could go back and get her master's degree. I fully supported it. Since I started rolling in the dough, we thought it might be good to move on up for our house too. After months of searching, we found a great house in the suburbs. I was swamped with work during the move, so I barely took time to settle in. One night after Claire's semester was done; we took a day off and went to Vegas. The drinks and the atmosphere helped her and I to loosen up and have fun. One night after 3 bottles of wine and some hot sex, we started spilling the beans about fantasies as we watched porn. We were both fantasizing all the time and it was fun to get it out. Claire said she'd almost had a fling with a girl in college but they both backed out. The image of her with a girl got me rock hard. I knew she had been with a few guys, but she hadn't told me this. The drinks flowed as we played with each other. At one point, I confessed to her. "I'd love to watch you fuck another guy" I said. The look on her face was one of both surprise and excitement. It was the excitement that hit me. I could tell she wasn't totally put off by it. She said "Oh my god, really?" "Well, the idea is super hot. I'm not sure if we could ever do it for real, but yeah." Claire giggled a bit and said "Well, looks like we both had stuff to spill." We fucked again that night and slept it off that morning. Soon, I was back into work and she was neck deep in the books. One evening I came home and there was a huge moving truck in the house in the same street as ours. I knew the house had been sold, but didn't know anything about the new tenants. The next day was a Saturday. That's when I met Jeff. My new neighbor was about 6'5", muscular and I judged him to be about 50 years old. He had his head shaved and his skin was a dark caramel color. He reached out one of his big arms and shook my hand with his massive grip. Jeff told me that he and his wife had just moved in from California and were looking forward to getting to know the neighbors. As he stood there in the yard, we talked about the city and where I worked. I learned that Jeff had played some college football a long time ago and been an investment broker and had done very well for himself. He was basically retired now and his wife Karen worked for the power company. About that time I saw Jeff look behind me and heard our door open. I turned to see Claire coming out, wearing tiny denim cut off shorts and a black tank top. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra underneath that. She was always comfy on the weekends. She had her dark brown hair cut in a short bob now. It looked incredibly cute and it suited her well. Right now, her hair was messy and she didn't have makeup on. She looked like the hot girl next door. Claire came to my side and shook Jeff's hand. I saw him catch a glance at her body but it was nothing too obvious. After a minute of talking, we exchanged numbers and decided to get together soon. As Claire and I walked to the house, she said "That will be nice to have new neighbors". I thought the same thing, but had no idea my marriage might be changing soon. A few weeks later we got an invitation to Jeff and Karen's. They were hosting a neighborhood party for the block. Claire looked beautiful in her flowered dress. The scoop neck showed just a bit of cleavage but it was not too revealing. It was at the party that we finally met Karen. She was a tall black woman, almost 6 feet tall. She seemed nice enough but she wasn't socializing much. It was almost as if she didn't want to be there. Claire and I mingled through the party, being sure to talk with everyone we could. Although Jeff seemed to get along with everyone, the same could not be said for Karen. She was just so distant and not very inviting. I figured something was up, but I just let it go. A couple of days later, I came home and Claire was standing in the yard, talking to Jeff. Once again, she was wearing her short denim shorts. Her pretty legs were on display and the shirt she had on pushed out from her breasts. As I got out of the car, Jeff came over to say hello. He and Claire were just talking about the weather. He said goodbye and went back home. Later than night, Claire said "You know, I think Jeff and Karen aren't doing so well." "What makes you say that?" I asked. "He just made some sort comments about her. I don't know, could be nothing." She said. A couple of weeks went by. One night we had a knock on the door. It was Jeff. "Hey man, sorry to bother. Karen kicked me out. Is there any way I could bunk on your couch?" "Umm.. ok." I said. Jeff came in. Luckily, Claire was still dressed from school and went over. She gave him a hug. I saw his big arms wrap around her tightly. When they separated, she offered him some tea. They sat down in the kitchen table. Claire was always good with sorting out people's issues. This was no exception. They sat there for an hour or more. I did things around the house but kept checking in on them. I heard him tell her things about Karen, how bossy she was, etc. The conversation never turned into anything more than them trying to figure out a plan for him and Karen. Jeff got up and said he was going to try and sneak back into their house. He gave Claire a big hug and thanked me for the time. After he left, Claire told me that Jeff and Karen had been fighting for years. He said the move was one more effort to work things out, try something new. But now, the same old habits were still there. We didn't see Jeff or Karen for a couple of weeks after that incident. I assumed things were going well for them. That just wasn't the case. After a few days, I came home one night and Jeff was outside. I waved and he walked over. He said, "I've already told Claire. Looks like Karen and I are going to split up." "Oh man, I'm sorry to hear that" I told him. "Yeah, I think we'll both be moving away soon" I shook his hand and told him to call if he needed anything. The minute I got in the house, Claire said "Did you talk to Jeff? So sad what's happening" I didn't have a lot to say. I knew things like that happened. I just thought they would simply move on. Two nights later Claire and I went out for dinner. We shared some wine and had a really nice time. As soon as we got home we were all over each other. It had been a while for us and we had to let off some steam. We never even made it to the bed, I had Claire bent over the couch. I fucked her pretty hard and she seemed to enjoy it. After we both got ready for bed, Claire came in, staring at me. She said "I have to say this. I've had this thought in my head for a while now." I looked at her. "What is it honey?" She looked at me "Well.....I had this thought. I think we may be able to fulfill a fantasy." I swallowed hard and waited. "What?" "Your fantasy." Once again I waited a second, wondering where this was headed. My heart was racing. She sat down next to me and started. "Well, I know you want to see me with another man. And, to be honest, I do think it would be hot. If and only if you really think we could handle it." Claire continued on, "Well, the only way any of our fantasies could work is if we trust each other. And if we promise to love each other no matter what." I nodded, still a bit clueless, but I had thousands of thoughts in my head. "And," she said, "Anyone else involved would have to be gone so it wouldn't make it worse." Claire was blushing a bit, but I could tell she had thought this through. She went on. "Well, there's someone in our lives that is leaving. And, I think he might be perfect for this. I feel comfortable with him and I think it could be safe and fun." "Who?" I asked, even though I thought I had the answer. "Jeff!" she exclaimed. "What? Jeff? Why him? He's still married!" I said. Claire said "He's getting divorced Rob. There's no doubt about it. Karen's already moved out. He's really nice to us. I just think this might be one way for us to live out a fantasy with no strings." "No strings?" I said. "What if something weird happens? What if Karen finds out? This could jeopardize his divorce." I can't believe I even said that. Already my words had us hooked into this. I was only worried about the consequences. Claire sat silent for a short minute. "Look, I'm not saying we have to do it. But I think this would be the time if we want to. I'll love you no matter what." I was quiet. The images of Claire with Jeff were burning into my head. I wasn't sure what to say. Claire broke the silence. "Well, just think about it. Like I said, it was just a thought." Needless to say I got little sleep that night. I thought about Claire and wondered how long she thought about it. Did I want her to do it? Yes! No! Well, there were some of both. My head said no, but my naughty thoughts told me otherwise. The next couple of days at work were tough. I thought about it constantly. Claire didn't mention anything about it. Things went on as "normal" for the rest of the week. The following Saturday when I drove home I saw a realtor at Jeff's house. They were giving a tour to some folks. Immediately the thought of "it's now or never" entered into my head. Jeff would be moving away soon. He'd be gone from our lives. If we were going to live out this fantasy, it was almost time to do it. So, Claire and I went out to dinner that night. We had a nice cozy booth and the wine flowed. During desert I just thought I'd throw it out there. "Claire, let's talk about this fantasy. Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. Claire slowly set her fork down and sipped some wine. She looked at me. "Well, I have to admit, it scares the hell out of me. But it also excites me to no end." Claire went on, "I'm not sure why, but I think this might be a perfect opportunity for us to live out something wild and kinky while we're young." I finished my glass and said "Where? When? How?" Claire looked over at me. "Well, how about at the country house?" The country house was a small house built and owned by Claire's great uncle. It was about 1 hour from us. It was rarely used anymore. It was near a small town but very secluded. It was built out of stone and was very cozy. There were only 2 bedrooms and a small kitchen. But, the living room was amazing. It was sunken down about 5 feet, complete with plush couches that faced a huge fireplace. It was a great place to go in the winter. We'd only been a couple of times in the 4 years we'd been married. "Really, out there?" I asked. "Well, I think my uncle is going to sell it. It's close by, and no one knows us there." She did have a point. It would provide the perfect place for all this. I had to add something more. "Well, do we even know if Jeff would want to do this?" Claire was quiet. She said "Well, I don't know. That is true. He might have issues with this. But, he might not. But, if he doesn't he's leaving anyway." We left the restaurant soon after. That night we fucked hard, both knowing what the other was thinking. We had crossed a line and couldn't come back. That next evening, we decided to write a letter to Jeff. Neither of us thought we could face him to ask him for this. I wrote the letter. We went onto to tell Jeff that we'd had this lingering fantasy for some time. We never thought we'd go through with it. However, we felt a connection with him that we didn't think we could deny. Since he was leaving, he deserved a going away present. We sealed the envelope and put it in the mail together. Once it fell in the slot, we knew it would only be a matter of time before we heard from him. Two days later we had a knock on our door one evening. I looked through the glass. I could see Jeff's imposing frame outside. "Claire!" I yelled. "He's here!" I saw Claire run to the mirror, adjusting her hair. She was wearing jeans and a tight red top. "Ok" We went to the door together. I opened it. Jeff was standing there. He said, "Can I come in?" We moved out of his way and we all went to the living room and sat facing each other on the couches. He said "Well, I was very surprised to get this." He pulled out the letter we sent, open. I could almost feel my face turning red. Jeff continued, "Well, I have to say. I've never been in this type of situation. It's very flattering. You guys have been great friends to me during all this. And, if you guys really think you want to do this, I'm in." I breathed a short breath. "Ok, I said." Jeff said, "But, if at any time I want to back out, I will. And I'll be sure to respect your wishes too. My only request is that if you want Claire and me to be together Rob that you let that happen. I'm not into 3ways. I think I could be watched, but that's it. I'll focus on her and you just have to let us do what we want, and not stop anything once we get going." I looked over at Claire, who was bright red. My voice was trembling as I said, "Ok, I think I can do that." I meant it. I thought I could do it. Could I really? I wasn't sure. This was unknown territory. I didn't know how I'd react to all of this. Jeff looked over at Claire. "If you want this Claire, I'll do my best to make it memorable for you." Claire nodded; she was silent, full of apprehension. Jeff got up. "Ok, so unless I hear otherwise, I'll meet you guys here Saturday afternoon and we can drive up there to the cabin." Jeff left. I turned to Claire. "Ok, well, I guess we know he's up for it." Claire looked at me. "Oh my god, it's going to happen. It's really going to happen." At that moment she and I were both overcome with something. We started kissing. Soon, we were both naked and going at it on the couch. It was hot and fast. Just the thought of what we were about to do got us going. The next couple of days passed quickly. My thoughts raced and I know they did the same for Claire. Before I knew it we were packing up for the trip. Claire wanted privacy as she packed so I loaded our SUV. Jeff walked up with a couple of bags. He shook my hand and I put them into the back. Jeff said "One more time to back out Rob." I smiled. I said "I'd be lying to you if I said wasn't thinking twice. But, we've come this far." Jeff looked at me. He said "Don't worry man. It will be fine." Claire came out, looking cute in jeans and a red sweater. She gave Jeff a hug and we all piled into the car. The drive went well. We kept away from the whole entire purpose of the trip. Nothing was said about what we were going there for. We arrived at the home just as the sun was going down. It had gotten much colder. The wind blew hard outside. We went inside. The place was immaculate as always. I turned on the heat as everyone settled in. We had decided to go to dinner in town to start off the evening. Claire and I were together, getting dressed. She said, "Hey, would you mind getting dressed and giving me some privacy?" I didn't even ask why. I just did it. I waited in the living room. Jeff joined me soon after. He was wearing a black suit, complete with a striking red shirt. I had to admit, he made the suite look good. We heard the door open and Claire strutted on out. She was wearing a gorgeous red wrap dress. It clung to her tight body. The v-neck showed her ample cleavage and it was short enough to tell she was wearing black thigh high stockings. The thing that set it off though was the black choker she wore around her neck. It was small, but the flash of black with a small jewel in the middle really made it pop on her fair skin. To me, she had never looked hotter. She grabbed her coat and asked, "You boys ready to go?" Jeff escorted her out to the car. As I got in the driver's seat, he ushered her into the backseat with him. I thought to myself, "Ok, now I'm their driver. What did I get into?" The town was just a few minutes away. We were going to have dinner at the hotel restaurant in town. As we neared the place, Jeff said "Hey Rob. So we can do this right, do you mind if Claire and I have a private dinner?" I was surprised. But, I did agree to let this play out. "Ok, I'll sit at the bar." The two of them got out of the car. Claire had her arm hooked around his as they went in. I waited a few minutes. This was going to get tougher than I thought. Still, I knew that Jeff was a nice guy and wouldn't hurt her. I went in and took a seat at the bar. From my vantage point, I didn't see them. I ordered a drink and waited a few minutes before moving. I had to move to the end of the bar, but then I saw them. They were seated a tiny table near the corner. I could see a lot of people looking their way. I know that an interracial couple in a small town like this was probably rare. The fact that my wife was part of it added even more to me. I sipped my drink and ate some chips while I glanced over their way. I couldn't see Jeff's face but I could tell from the look on Claire's face that he was charming her. She was giggling and having fun. The dinner took much longer than I thought. I was guessing the bartender was wondering what the hell was going on as I waited in there. At one point I was sipping my drink. Just as I set it down, I saw Claire head into the restroom. I waited to watch her come out. I wanted to see how it was going. I wanted to know what he was saying. Claire came out of the restroom. I stood up to talk with her. She headed near me, smiled and then walked back to the table like she didn't know me. What the hell? Oh god, she was just playing the role. Damn. Claire and Our Neighbor I watched them finish their second bottle of wine and ask for the check. So, I paid my tab and headed to the car. They walked arm in arm and got in the car with me. They were both smiling, having fun. Jeff said, "Ok my friend, take us back." I drove the short distance back. I looked in the rearview, watching Claire snuggle up closer to Jeff, her face blushing. When we got back, Claire put her coat down. She said, "Why don't you start a fire for us Rob? Jeff, I'll be a few minutes getting ready. I'll come back here if you'll wait on the couch." I glanced up at Claire. Shit, this was really going to happen. Since the wood was in the fireplace, it was nothing to light up the fire. In minutes the fire was roaring. Meanwhile, Jeff had gone to the other bedroom. When he returned, he had taken his pants off and was wearing his red shirt unbuttoned as well as long black silk boxers. As he moved a few pillows, I looked at him. He had kept his athletic build all these years. Although he didn't quite have a six pack, his stomach was firm and he had massive pecs. I took off my coat as it got warmer. I poured a drink and paced in the kitchen. I had a clear view of the huge living room. Just then we heard the bedroom door open. My heart raced, it was basically now or never. I heard heels click down the wooden floor. I saw Jeff look towards the hallway. Claire entered, holding her red wrap dress closed around her body. She glanced at me. Then, over to Jeff. "Are you ready for me?" she asked. "I've never been more ready for anything." He replied. With that response, Claire opened the dress and let it fall to the floor. Oh my god, the vision of her. She stood there, wearing only her black velvet choker collar, thigh highs and her heels. Her big breasts looked perky and her nipples were completely hard. I knew now why she needed time alone. She had taken the time to completely shave her pussy. She was totally bare and the non existence of hair between her legs only made her look even hotter. Jeff stood up and Claire went over to him. She put her arms around him and he bent down to kiss her. They stood there passionately kissing for what seemed like minutes. I saw his big arms reach around her body. His massive hands slid down to her ample ass. I could almost feel the passion he was giving her. They broke their kiss and Claire pushed Jeff's shirt off his shoulders. It exposed massive biceps and his big shoulders. I saw Claire put her small hands on his pecs, running them down to his stomach. Her body looked tiny compared to his as he stood next to her. Jeff kissed Claire once again before moving her over to the big couch. He had her lay back on the couch as he knelt between her legs. He pulled her legs up and gently kissed his way down her thighs. Claire moaned softly before he reached his goal. The minute Jeff's tongue touched Claire's bare pussy, she started moaning. "Oh fuck, that's good," she said. Jeff ran his hands up and down her legs, and then up to her breasts. HIs large hands covered her ample breasts. I watched his dark fingers flick my wife's nipples as he went down on her. Claire squirmed on the couch. She was feeling the pleasure he was giving from his tongue. It didn't take long for Claire. She was so hot at that point. It just minutes she was moaning that she was going to cum. I saw Claire put her hands on Jeff's shaved head. She squirmed and then screamed out "Oh shit...fuck!!" Claire started cumming as Jeff continued to lick her. She shook on the couch and moaned for a few moments before he brought his head up from her pussy. Jeff moved up and kissed Claire. They shared a passionate moment before Jeff moved up on the couch with her. Claire got on her knees next to him and kissed him. Her hand slid down his pecs and then to his stomach. I knew her hand was just a moment from moving downward. Her small hand moved down, then over his boxers. I saw her rub over his bulge. She stopped her hand for a second. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed. Claire rubbed her hand down his boxers. I could clearly make out the outline of a large rod as her hand went down. "Oh shit Jeff". Claire let go and slowly got off the couch. She moved down to the floor, right where Jeff had been. She reached up to grab the waistband of his boxers. Jeff lifted his hips a bit as she pulled down his boxers. The minute she got them past his knees, his massive cock sprang up. Claire let the boxers drop. Her hand went up and gripped his cock at the base. "Oh my god Jeff!" she shouted out. Jeff's cock was dark, thick, uncut, and veiny and had a slight bend up towards him. He had to be over 9 inches long and her small hand gripped him hard. Claire looked up again at Jeff. "Fuck, Jeff." Her reaction was a surprised one. Almost as if she meant to say "Why didn't you tell me you had this?" or "I never knew you had this in those pants" Claire moved up and bent her head over him. She took him into her mouth quickly. I sat on the barstool near the couch, watching my wife go down on a naked 50 year old black man. He was old enough to be her father, and he was enjoying her young mouth on him. Claire's mouth could only swallow less than half of him. She gripped the base of him and bobbed her mouth on his head. He put his hand on her head and leaned back. I knew he was enjoying every moment of this. My own cock was raging. I could feel it pressing through my boxers. After a few minutes, Jeff said "Baby, I want to put this inside you." Claire looked up and let go of his cock. They traded positions. Claire's legs hung over the couch as Jeff knelt between her. He held his cock between her legs, pointing it at her shaved cunt. I knew it would happen, I knew this was it. This man was going to do my wife, right here in front of me. Jeff gently began to slide into her. Claire moaned as his rod began to move in her. Inch after inch. He got about half inside her before sliding back out, then back in. Claire began to moan. Jeff started fucking her slowly. He pulled her legs up on his shoulders. I watched his ass clench as he bucked into her softly. Claire moaned loudly. "Oh god..Fuck....fuck, fuck it's big!" she moaned. She gripped the couch cushions as she got fucked. After a few minutes, Jeff slid from her. He bent Claire over the side of the couch and knelt on it behind her. He slid his cock in. Jeff started fucking her faster now. Claire screamed out. "Fuck! Fuck I'm going to cum again!" Claire began to orgasm again, shaking as Jeff pounded her. As she screamed out with her orgasm, I touched my crotch and began cumming in my own pants as I watched. Jeff moaned out as well. He gripped her ass. He pumped her quickly. Then, it happened. He moaned out loudly "Fuck!!!!" I knew what was happening. He was cumming in my wife. His fluid was entering her now. Holy shit, we never even talked about this. I mean, I think things were safe and all, but shit, I didn't even think about this. We didn't bring up condoms, or where he'd cum or any of it. Jeff's breathing slowed down. Claire collapsed on the couch and Jeff stayed on her as she did. He kissed her shoulders. She leaned back and kissed him too. We all remained motionless and still. After a couple of minutes, Claire got up. "I'm going to shower now." She looked at Jeff, "Care to join me?" "Sure thing" he said. I sat there. Clearly they were both going to play this whole thing out. I sat there dazed for a few moments. Then, I changed my pants and headed down the hall. I heard laughing from the bathroom. Soon the water turned off. I took a seat in the hallway, with a clear view of the bedroom. Claire and Jeff got out of the bathroom and hit the bed. Soon, I was watching my wife sucking him again. She was on her knees, bent over with a hand on him as she sucked. She stopped to tell him, "Fuck, I didn't know you had a cock like this." Jeff laughed and said, "Well, if I would have known you and Rob were into this, I would have shown you a while ago." Claire laughed. "Well, let's see what I can do with it" she said. Soon, she was on top of him, riding his dark cock. I watched her ass grind down on him as she held onto him. She screamed loudly when she came, bouncing on his cock. I heard him moan, cumming soon after she did as she grinded on his dick. Since it was late by then, I managed to get myself down the hallway to the other bedroom. I crashed, knowing my wife was sleeping with a 50 year old black man that night. I woke in the morning and made my way to the kitchen. Soon Claire came out of the room, with sleepy eyes and wearing just a t-shirt. She came over to me and hugged me. We kissed. She said "Thank you." I said "You're welcome. Did you enjoy your night of fun?" "Oh yes," she said. I hope you did too. Well, I only came that one time. But yes, if I got past the jealousy issues and everything, I did enjoy it. "I hope you are okay with everything that happened." She said. "Yes, I mean, it was my fantasy. I'm glad he made you happy." "Oh yeah, he made me happy alright," she said as she smiled. "He made me happy four times last night." I searched in my head. Twice on the couch, once in the bed. Shit, at some point she had another orgasm with him. "Where is Jeff now?" I asked. "Oh, well, he went for a run." She told me. "Damn, it's cold out there." "I know, but he said he gets up every day for a run." She said. "Ok, well, I guess we'll get our things together when he gets back then." Claire looked up at me. "Well, I was thinking I might get one more happy time in before we go." I looked up at her. He hooked her now. My Claire was hooked on this. She groaned a bit. "Oh, we've got time." She kissed me. Just then the door opened. In walked Jeff. He was wearing sweatpants and he had sweat through the shirt he was wearing. He smiled at us. Claire looked at him. "Did you work up a sweat?" He laughed. "Sure." Claire left my side and went over to him. She stood on her toes to kiss him. She licked her lips. "Mmm, salty." She smiled and said "Well, I guess I should help you clean up before we go." Jeff smiled and took her hand. I waited a few minutes before following. I thought just one night would be it. Now I wasn't so sure. Luckily, there's a glass shower door that's easy to see through in the bathroom. I stood near the entrance. Claire was standing there stroking Jeff's cock. Jeff moved closer to her and reached between her legs. He started fingering her. The steam was rising but I could see most everything. Jeff said "Fuck you are so wet baby." Claire giggled and said "I know, I can't help it" "Well, then, we better get you filled up," he said. Claire turned around and he bent her over. As she held onto the small soap holder, he slid into her. I knew this would be nice and quick. Another fuck for the road. Jeff started pounding her quickly. With the water and the small room, I could hear every slap on her ass echo on the tile walls. Claire was screaming as she got fucked. Soon, Jeff had her cumming again. Her screaming seemed even louder now inside that little space. It wasn't long after that Jeff too was cumming, filling my wife once again. I left the room quietly, although I'm sure they knew I watched them. For the next half hour, I packed up the SUV and turned off the lights in the house. Jeff and Claire came out after a while and we all piled into the car for the ride back home. Just one night was all it was. Jeff was moving away the next day. For the first half hour or so, we didn't say a lot. Even if we did, it was just small talk. Jeff stretched out in the backseat. We stopped for gas about halfway home. I went in and paid and got a drink. When I came back, Claire was in the backseat. I got in the SUV. She was sitting on the seat, leaning over onto Jeff. Claire looked up at me. "We thought maybe you could take us on the scenic route?" The scenic route was just another way home for us. It went through some of the countryside and took us directly to our house. It would also provide a little more privacy in the car. What else could I do? I had to drive them home. As I turned off the highway, I heard them kissing. I adjusted my rearview mirror so I could see right into the backseat. Claire had her sweater off and was topless now. Jeff started licking her nipples while he unbuttoned her pants. I looked up to watch the road for just a moment as a car came the other way. Oh, if they only knew what was happening in here. I looked back and Claire was naked now. I didn't think she would have bothered with panties to go back home. Jeff had her lay back against the door as he went down on her. For the next few miles, Jeff pleasured my wife in the backseat. He slid his fingers in and out of her and had his mouth clamped down on her clit. Claire enjoyed every minute of it. Soon she was gripping onto his head and cumming loudly. I have to admit, it made it difficult to drive that way. As soon as he moved from her, she pounced on him. She had his pants open quickly and his large cock out. The way he laid across the seat gave me a direct view of his large cock. As i glanced in the rearview mirror, I looked right at it. There it was, in the daylight. A massive thing. His thick dark skin was exposed, his rod stood up there in my car. Claire grabbed it and started sucking him. His cock was rock hard. I glanced at the signs as we started nearing our home. Claire helped him push his jeans off. She straddled him, leaning down under the ceiling of the car. She slid down on his hard cock. I looked back and saw Jeff's big hands on her ass, his balls underneath her as she rode him. Claire moaned loudly as she fucked him in the car. It was almost too tough to drive. I wanted to see it all. I turned a corner nearing our home. I heard Claire moaning. Clearly, I couldn't drive into our privileged cul-de-sac with this happening. I slowed down a bit. So did Claire. She said "Fuck, we're almost home." At least she was looking around and trying to be careful I thought. Jeff moaned "Make me cum baby." Claire slid off of his cock and got on her knees next to him. She bent down and started stroking his thick dick. She put her mouth on him. Oh god. I knew what was going to happen here. Something she never did for me. As we neared our home, I pulled over to go down a dead end street. I heard Jeff moaning, the sound of my wife's wet hand on his dick. I put the car in park and looked back. Jeff started moaning. Claire's eyes met mine. I watched her lips clamp down on his cockhead, her hand moving furiously on his shaft. I could tell the moment his cum hit the back of her throat. Claire's eyes flinched. She never let up as he began to cum in her mouth. It was only a few moments, but it felt like forever. Her eyes never left mine as this man came in her mouth. It was incredible. I was connected to her as she finished him. After she swallowed him, she moved from him. I turned the car around and headed to the house. Within 5 minutes we were getting out of the car. Claire gave Jeff a hug and a kiss. I shook his hand. The following morning he left. But deep in my gut I'm guessing we'll see him again.