Sure enough, she was only gone for a few seconds. The door swung open and this time she was in the lead, pulling Tom behind her. In fact she seemed to be leading all the action this time. She grabbed his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss; she grabbed his hands and shoved them under her sweater to her boobs; she grabbed his ass and started humping against it.
He soon slipped his hands around to the back of her bra to unhook it, but seemed to be having trouble with that. Without breaking the kiss, she reached behind herself, grabbed his hands, and moved them back to her tits. 'Good for her,' I thought, 'she's finally setting limits.' But, no, as soon as his hands were where she wanted them, she reached behind herself again and unhooked her own bra. She broke the kiss long enough to hiss something into his ear, then her mouth glommed on to his again.
He obviously got the point, and slipped his hands inside her bra. Ten seconds of whatever he was doing was enough to make her break the kiss and throw her head back in a silent scream. Her ass had been humping against him, but that changed now, too. Her whole body seemed to be doing a sinuous dance, not side to side, but forward and back in waves.
Thirty seconds later it was all over. She reached inside her sweater and pulled his hands out. She gave him a quick kiss and pushed him toward the door. Tom seemed to hesitate, but finally went.
Nancy seemed as calm as if nothing had happened at all. She reached back and re-hooked her bra, pulled her sweater down all around, got her compact out of her purse and touched up her lipstick, then disappeared through the door into the living room.
'Way to go, Nancy,' I thought, 'it looks like you've got things under control after all.'
It hadn't taken her long after Tom had left, so I wasn't surprised that I had to wait a while for her to reappear. I was surprised that when she did she was again pulling Tom behind her. I had assumed that the guys were rotating their time with her, but when I thought about it I realized that Bob had won the hand I watched, and then she had gone with him. It made sense that the winner of each hand would get the prize – time with her.
Once again she was taking the lead with Tom. She took his hands and pushed them up under the front of her sweater. Then, standing there with her face very close to his, but not kissing, she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. His hands responded in the obvious way, and then she melted against him for a passionate kiss. Curiously, she was doing none of the humping or sinuous weaving this time.
Suddenly she broke the kiss, reached over her shoulders to her back, and grabbed the neck of her sweater. She yanked upward and the whole sweater came up over her head. She threw it to the side and went back to her shoulders, where she grabbed her bra straps. The bra quickly joined the sweater, and Nancy was naked to the waist. Tom dropped to his knees and started sucking her tits, alternating between them.
She clutched his head to her bosom, and now I could see her ass starting to buck. A moment later she grabbed one of his hands and pushed it down between their bodies, down, apparently, to her crotch. I could now hear her wail, even through the double-paned glass, but then it was choked off as her ass stopped moving and her body became rigid.
Less than a minute later she was pushing him away and toward the door. He whispered something, but she shook her head, and he finally backed through the kitchen door, his eyes feasting on her breasts as long as possible.
As soon as he left she heaved a sigh, then bent over and picked up her bra. She looked at it for a while, then dropped it again and bent over to get her sweater. She pulled that over her head and down around her body.
'Oh, shit,' I thought, 'when the guys see her like that they'll be about to cum in their pants, especially after that wail they just heard.' Then I was shocked to realize that I had a boner myself, and I was nearly as close to cumming as I imagined the guys would be.
Maybe I was imagining things, but when Nancy walked through the door I thought I heard a chorus of whistles and catcalls. It's quite possible that they decided to cut the betting short this time, to hasten the moment of grabbing the prize. Whatever the reason, she wasn't gone long, and when she reappeared she had Bob tight behind her, his hands already wrapped around her and playing with her melons.
As soon as the door swung shut he spun her around and sank to his knees. He pushed her sweater up enough to be able to kiss her belly, then started sliding it up her rib cage with both hands. His mouth followed the sweater up, kissing bare skin as soon as it was exposed.
When he got up nearly to her armpits she once again reached over her shoulders, grabbed the neck of the sweater, and yanked. It was soon on the floor again, and Bob's eyes were bugging out as he stared at her naked boobs. I think she must have said something like, "Kiss them," because he lunged and started sucking.
Her ass was humping again, and she was clawing at his back. Then she shoved both her hands down between their bodies. I thought at first she might be grabbing for his cock, but realized quickly she couldn't reach down that far with him on his knees. The mystery was solved when I saw the back of her jeans sag, exposing most of her panties from the rear. Now she grabbed his hand and shoved it down toward her pussy. I think it was outside her panties, but I wouldn't swear to that.
Wherever his hand was, it was enough, added to the tit sucking, to set off a series of, "YES, YES, YES, YES! YES!! YEEEEESSSS!!!!!" yelps that I could hear clearly from my hiding place outside.
Talk about a climax! WOW! I didn't realize it until a bit later, but when she came I came in my pants at the same time without even touching myself. Bob must have come too, because after she calmed down she pulled his face up to hers and whispered something in his ear while reaching for his cock. He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his crotch while whispering something back that made her giggle.
They shared a long tender kiss and a tight hug, then he left, walking a bit strangely, sort of hunched over. I definitely heard peals of laughter from the other two guys as he entered the living room. It looked like he would need a detour to the bathroom before starting the next hand.
For her part, Nancy seemed to be experiencing something similar to a post-coital bliss. She just stood there for the longest time with both hands on her pussy; not moving them, just pressing. Eventually she pulled her jeans up and refastened them. Then she stood there again, now playing with her tits with both hands. At last she bent over for her sweater and pulled it on. After another face touchup she strode confidently out to the other room. I noticed as she left that she hadn't pulled her sweater all the way down, leaving a bare midriff.
Despite the delay in her recovery and return to the game, it was again something of a wait before I saw her again. That was probably Bob's fault. This time Pete was glued to her back, matching her step for step, and his hands already under the front of her sweater. He was also whispering something in her ear as they came in. At first she shook her head, but after he whispered again she nodded.
He walked her right up to the end of the breakfast bar, then turned her and lifted her up onto it. For her part, she once again pulled the sweater off and discarded it. She had spread her legs, and he was standing between them.
Until now she had always had her back to me, but now I had a view from the side. I was only about ten feet away, and I could see that her nipple, on the side closest to me, was sticking out like a pencil eraser, and the ring around it was the deepest color I had ever seen there. I could also see their cheeks filling and collapsing as they shared a passionate kiss that obviously included a lot of tongue action.
Before long Pete pulled away from the kiss, and gently pushed her backwards, supporting her back until she was laying on the counter. He bent over her and started licking her tits. In the process his belly pressed against her crotch, and she brought her legs up around him, locking them behind his back.
Now he was kissing and nibbling her nipples, and she was rubbing her crotch against his belly. I suddenly remembered seeing him naked the week before, and being astounded by the length of his cock. Due to their positions, she was rubbing way up on his belly, nowhere close to his balls, but even so she might be feeling the tip of his extra long dick.
Whatever she was feeling sure had her going. The "YES, YES, YES," mantra had already started. Pete reacted immediately, leaving her tits and kissing his way down to her belly. Her hands flashed between them, and once more I saw her jeans sag away from her side. Naturally he didn't stop when he got to her belly button, but kept kissing lower and lower, down over her panties. The "YES, YES," got louder.
She had unlocked her legs now, and spread them as wide as possible, but her jeans were in the way, and Pete couldn't get all the way down to her pussy. He solved that by pulling away just long enough to double her knees up to her chest, then grabbing her pants at her ass and pulling them toward him. To my horror I saw that he was pulling her panties at the same time. Soon he had both garments off her ass and up on her thighs, and he was staring at her naked cunt. He reached out his tongue and touched her lips.
"OH GOD, YES, PETE! YES, YES, YES!"
His tongue made one stroke the length of her furrow, and she was gone.
"YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!"
He waited for her to come down from that, then said something to her.
"Nooo, MORE!"
He said something more but she shook her head violently.
"Oh, God, no, no. I want it so bad, but we mustn't!"
He spoke again, and this time she agreed, reaching down to spread her lips for him.
"YES! YES! Do it, PLEASE!"
He leaned in close again and started licking around her clit. She immediately set up a racket like you wouldn't believe. Then he closed in for the kill, taking her little nub in his mouth and sucking.
"YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!! YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!! YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!"
Again he waited for her to calm down, but then straightened and reached forward to grasp her shoulders. He pulled her up to a sitting position, whispered something, then helped her down to the floor. She was standing there, naked from her nose down to the middle of her thigh, at which point there was a tangle of panties and jeans. She wasn't a bit shy about it, grabbing him around the neck and pulling him to her for another kiss.
He finally pushed himself away, patted her bare ass, and whispered something quickly before leaving. You should have heard the cheers when he rejoined the other two guys. Obviously they had heard everything I had.