The smile on my face shows I am quite pleased with myself as I prepare to take the first lick of this stranger on my bed. I glance over and watch Rob's body stiffen in preparation for it. That is something he always does, just like he did the first time I ever dragged my lips across his cock. I can tell he’s excited too. The energy in the room is palpable. You can almost taste the combined desire on your tongues. 

Rob used to love how in that first moment I would hesitate long enough that he could feel my breath on his shaft. So it's no surprise that he loves it when I do it to other men as well. It’s like he can feel it vicariously through them and the memories of us. 

When we were together the thought of us being with other people never ended well. It was always a fight, or as I call them now, an aggressive exchanging of words.

After our relationship ended we worked hard to become the friends we are today. It is completely by accident that we discovered our new little kink. He stopped by one day to pick up some mail and to the surprise of us both, he walked in at an awkward moment.

My date and I were fucking on the couch. I was on top, riding him, facing the door and I was too far gone to stop. Rob and I locked eyes, but I never missed a beat.

Having him watch me, turned me on far more than the man shoved deep inside me. My moans grew louder and I placed my hands on the back of the couch, grinding down harder. I forgot about the man below me and focused on the bulge straining against Rob's pants. My body remembered how many times he had bent me over this couch. The thought of him slamming into me, while my cunt throbbed, begging him for more pushed me over the edge and I came. Rob silently slipped back out the front door.

That is where the start of something new for us and our relationship began. Now that we are no longer a couple and are in that friend zone, watching each other fuck other people is what we like. That voyeuristic act of something that shouldn’t be happening is what turns us on.

I'm not sure how to describe exactly how it feels to watch him on top of some random girl, hard and ready, fitting snugly in between her legs. Watching his swollen head parting her lips, eyes on me, not her. They are never on her. 

We don't actually fuck anymore, we just fuck strangers while the other one pleasures themselves. I think it's become a perfect little arrangement between us. Although, there are times I would like to feel his cock in me again. Just one more time I want to feel him part and fill me the way he does those random women.

I look back to the man lying on my bed, legs spread with me in between. He's eager. His head is back, eyes closed, hands gripping the sheets waiting, hesitating. My tongue gently touches his shaft and I hear him inhale slowly. He releases it just as slowly as my tongue begins to swirl around the tip.

That sound is echoed across the room and I take a moment to close my eyes and think, ‘There it is. That’s the sound I love.’ 

I turn my attention to that delicious sound, back to Rob. Parting my lips, the silky softness of the stranger’s head glides against my tongue and I hum at the slightly salty taste. The pre-cum lets me know this man will not last long. 

Rob's cock is hardening; rising big and tall to fill the space of his joggers. I know what he is waiting for and I give it to him. I come up on my knees and slowly take this stranger into my mouth. Inch by glorious inch this man’s hardness fills me and I want more.

I adjust my tongue and his head bumps the back of my throat causing a slight noise to penetrate the silent room. At the sound of my gag, Rob pulls his beautiful dick out and grips the base.

My pussy throbs at the sight of it and I hum again, vibrating along the tip. He moans and grabs my hair. That is my cue that this man wants me to please him. I wink at Rob, spread my legs for balance, and pull my mouth up to grip him. Bracing myself on his thigh, I slip my other fingers between my legs to rub my dripping cunt. 

It's a delicate thing convincing someone to come home with you once you describe what you want from them. Once you tell them that you want to use them for your benefit and the benefit of someone else they are usually really eager or just say no thank you. We learned real quick that men work better at the thought of a man waiting at home instead of seeing them out with me, so Rob stopped coming.

There are always willing male participants wanting to come home and get sucked or fucked. Even with an audience.

Women are a little different. I go out with Rob and we proposition them together. They respond better at the thought of showing off for me. I suppose they want to please him better than I can. It also doesn't hurt that Rob is sexy and charming.

The man's fingers tighten in my hair bringing me back to him. I slide up and hold the hood just inside my mouth and I begin to suck gently. He moans and bucks his hips in response. 

Rob knows exactly what I am doing by the man's reaction and he lets go of his cock long enough to spit in his palm. He grips it tightly around the leaking cap and then jerks it down to the bottom smearing his juices, making it easier to stroke, easier to keep up with me.

I open my mouth long enough to allow spit and pre-come to drizzle down his cock, coating it so I can move smoothly. My fingers tighten and I can feel the pulse underneath my fingertips. This one won't last much longer, but that's okay they aren't all winners.

With my eyes firmly locked on Rob, I begin my slow methodical stroke of this man. My fingers grip tight on the downstroke and then they swirl as I pull up. Up and down I alternate between slow and quick. The entire time I am sucking on his head, my tongue is alternating between flicking over the back of it, swirling the tip, and then sucking, begging for what I know is stirring deep inside his balls.

My other fingers are fiddling with my button; pressing it, rubbing it. All of that is bringing such sweet pressure. The same pressure I can see building up in Rob and I cannot wait to watch him cum because of me.

I love it when we cum together. It gives me a moment that we're almost fucking and I know he likes it too I've watched him hold back, waiting for me. I've watched him slow down and hold it to keep the game going just a little longer.

The man starts groaning and his fingers bite down into my head. He's holding me, pulling my hair and all it's doing is spurring me to try harder. My mouth drops down further on his cock taking him to my throat again, bobbing with my hand.

My lips press against my fingers and my thumb, all going up and down in one fluid motion. I will not let go. I will not slow down, instead, I grip tighter.  This causes his hips to push up and he shoves my head down wanting me to take it all.

I hold steady knowing what's coming and my eyes lock on Rob. The look he gives me is telling; he knows that this guy is going to finish before we do. My tongue lays flat against the pulse of his silky cock as I pull my fingers away from my pussy.

I ease up, gliding right back to the head. I begin bobbing up and down again as my fingers continue to stroke, swirl, stroke, and swirl. The throbbing builds under my palm and I feel him tense. 

‘There it is,’ I think and pull back just in time to see him cum all over his belly. The man is grunting with his hip jutting forward, continuing to cover his stomach and chest, rewarding himself for a job well done.

My eyes are continuously locked on Rob's and there is hunger there, but there is also disappointment. That will not do. 

The man clears his throat alerting me that he's paying attention to us now. He can tell he's been dismissed at this point, because he mumbles something of an apology, gets dressed, and leaves without another word. 

Before I hear the front door shut, I lay my face down onto my warm coverlet and arch my back, turning slightly, showing myself to Rob. I want to tempt him into touching me, into being with me. I’m so turned on by him that I have no shame. 

My fingers begin smacking on my clit and I moan. I moan so softly, so deeply, begging for him to fuck me; all without saying a word. He watches me and begins stroking his cock again but he still doesn’t move. I begin slowly rocking my hips and rolling my back, reminding him of the way I moved on top of him; showing him I'm ready.

I dip my back a little more, giving him a full view of my dripping, aching cunt. It is all there waiting for the taking. We are completely focused on each other. I hear his growl. It's so soft, coming from deep inside. He's fighting it, but he's losing that battle, I can see it in his eyes. 

At last, he stands and walks slowly to me, steadily stroking his cock. The walk should be awkward with his pants down around his ankles but Rob makes it look predatory and purposeful. 

My legs are still spread and my fingers are still moving slowly trying to prolong this moment. My ass sways and I am watching Rob. He is watching my ass, stroking himself to its movements. My hips are moving, tempting him like a snake caught in the charmer’s sweet sweet music. It’s beckoning him closer, teasing him to take it, to feel it one more time. 

The smack across my ass comes swiftly and stingingly, but oh so welcomed. I moan and close my eyes, pushing back. “You tempting little bitch.”

I whimper and push my ass back even further. “Yes,” I sigh. 

The moistened bulb bumps into my fingertips, flowing gently over them, smearing them with pre-cum. I don’t open my eyes and I don’t stop my sway. I’m afraid he will step back. I am so close to feeling him again.

I slide my fingers away and feel his cock press against my button; causing a shiver to run along my skin. He pushes it between my lips and gently rocks his hips. I feel it gliding up to my bottom and then back down. 

Rob takes that same path again, but this time he bumps against my opening and I catch my breath. I know he's going to enter me now but he holds steady and swirls it around and around. The tease is maddening and instead of entering me, he goes back down to my button.

He begins rubbing it back and forth and then pressing into me, humping slightly building my desire for him. 

I'm moaning and crying out now. “Rob please.”  

I again feel the sting of a smack on my ass. "Stop it,” he growls.

He's moving faster and faster and then, to my maddening senses, he begins that slow move again. He’s gliding up and down my slit, circling by the entrance. I freeze, knowing he's going to enter me. My fingers are gripping the blanket so tightly they are starting to ache.

"Please, please, please, please," I whimper. I feel it pushing just inside and then his cock moves back to my clit rubbing it quickly back and forth.

I want to cry with my need and frustration. "Oh my God, Rob, please. I'm going to come if you don't stop and I want to feel you inside me. Rob please."

He smacks my ass again. “Behave!” he snaps, “We have a deal.” The strain in his voice is so harsh but I love it when his voice sounds like that. It's almost my undoing.

I ignore his words and begin to beg with my sweetest voice. "Rob, please. Fuck my needy little cunt with your big hard cock. Make me cum all over it. I know you want to feel my warm, slick, tight hole again."

He groans and I feel another smack. "You dirty bitch.” His hips move faster, gliding his cock between my lips bumping harder and harder against my clit. His fingers dig into my flesh and he growls again, completely out of breath, straining with the effort. “You dirty, dirty bitch.” 

It’s all too much and it pushes me over the edge. I cum bucking and bouncing up and down rubbing my clit all along his cock. Seconds later I feel it, Rob's warm cum covering me completely. It causes another tremor to pulse through me.

It has been so long since we have actually touched each other and even though he didn't enter me, I feel completely satisfied. I let my ass fall to my heels and he collapses on top of me, kissing my back.

I feel the rumble of his laughter vibrating, raising goosebumps along my spine. "You fucking tease. You almost broke me this time."

I giggle and take a deep breath. "Yes, I did. Just wait till next time."

"What’d you do, get the only virgin in the bar?"

I laugh and look coyly at him over my shoulder. "Would I do something like that?" I feel the sting of a swat on my ass one more time.

"You just wait," he laughs and kisses me again. "You wanna finish watching Ozark?"

"Sure. I'll get some popcorn."