*This is a flashback to what happened in the hotel between Susan, Rob and Jane after the wedding in part 3. A few people asked me to fill in some details which I love to do. If you want to start this series from the beginning check out* [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/otd2pr/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_ffm/) *or you can find them all through* [my profile](https://www.reddit.com/user/keppler26/posts/)*.*
Rob: Hi, where are you?
Rob: Susan?
Susan: Jane’s room.
Rob: Ok, coming back to the bar?
Susan: No, don’t want to get dressed again.
Rob: ?!?!
Susan: You staying down there drinking or you coming to help her fuck me? I could always get her to send a picture of me to David, like this one…
I hand the phone to Jane and tell her to take a picture of me and send it to Rob. I tell her if that doesn’t get him upstairs, she can send it to David instead and see if he is more keen! I half mean it, right now I want, no I need, to be fucked. Jane, who was previously kneeling between my legs with my breast in her mouth, teasing my nipple and caressing my naked upper torso, climbs off the bed and steps back pointing the phone camera at me. She fires off a few shots in quick succession. I watch as she flicks back and forth through them and selects the best picture, then turns the camera to show me. I am lying on my back on the Super King bed which came with the bridesmaid suite Jane had been provided by the now newlyweds. I am still wearing the sexy lingerie we chose together and the white lace panties and suspender belt contrast nicely against my lightly tanned skin. The suspenders are clipped to the lace tops of my nude-coloured stockings which cover my still parted legs allowing a view of my sex through the nearly sheer front of the panties. I am wearing no bra and my breasts have slipped down to my armpits under their own weight with my nipples standing erect from the attention they had previously been receiving. My hair lies loosely around my head on the white bedding, and my right arm is draped lazily across my face in fake modesty to cover my identity. I nod my agreement at her choice.
I watch as Jane stands at the foot of the bed, still in her bridesmaid’s dress and note how beautiful she looks. I can’t quite believe how much my life, our lives, have changed in the last few weeks since I confided in her about my and Rob’s sex life. I admire her curves, the swell of her breasts that look almost slightly too large for her dress, no doubt that was on purpose. Her long hair flows over her shoulders, and she makes a slight frown as she concentrates. I have known her half my life and until that afternoon in her living room it never once crossed my mind we’d end up… what? What are we, lovers? I guess we are, the three of us are lovers, it gives me a thrill just to think of it in those terms. Jane glances up from the phone, grins at me and returns to the screen. Uh oh, I know that look.
“What are you doing?” I ask her suspiciously.
“Nothing” she replies, with fake innocence. Her tone and her eyes so “whatever do you mean”, but her grin betrays her as she taps away.
“Jane?” I reply, like I am talking to a dog that won’t drop its ball.
“What? Ok, I may have sent it to a friend. He’s lonely and I promised him I’d cheer him up. He needs some motivation if you know what I mean” she giggles, as she exaggerates the word “motivation” and gives me a cheeky wink.
“OMG, Jane! Stop sharing nudes of me with strangers” with equally fake anger. I’m having too much fun to be upset, and I’m discovering a new side to myself, and to Rob. Truth be told it is kind of hot knowing that somebody I’ve never met may at this moment be masturbating looking at a picture of me exactly as I lie now.
“You’re not nude!” she retorts pedantically, and I guess she is right, technically. “Rob’s on his way, he says wait for him.”
My body longs for Jane to return to me, to climb back on the bed and continue as she was before. My nipples ache at the loss of her mouth and the wetness between my legs is obvious to me, if not her. However, that wouldn’t be fair on Rob, this is his night too and we are supposed to be his prize for his last few weeks of abstinence and the attention he has shown me. Instead of joining me she begins to unzip her dress. For a moment I contemplate stopping her, thinking he’d like to peel it from her himself, and how I’d like to watch as he unwraps his present like a child on Christmas morning. But I change my mind, instead imaging the visual delight he’ll receive as he walks in the room to see us both matching, gorgeous in the underwear Jane teased him so much about since we chose it, since he paid for it, but has never seen. So instead, I climb from the bed and I place my hand over hers letting her know that I’ll help, after all there is no reason why one of us shouldn’t get to undress her.
As she steps out of her dress which now lies at her ankles, I again delight at her beauty and how she looks in the lingerie. Rob is not the only one who has been anticipating seeing her all night, although I’ve already seen it once before in the changing room as we fought so hard against our desire to give in to lust there and then, knowing we needed to share the moment. As I reach in to kiss her on the back of her shoulder, Jane unaware of my movement, pulls away and picks up her room key off the table. She walks to the door and without checking slides the key out under and into the hall. She returns picking up our heels on the way, dropping them at my feet before holding me close like a lover would and bringing me in for a long, slow, gentle kiss. After what feels like an eternity she breaks away.
“Put your shoes on” she orders.
“What if someone else finds the key?” I ask as I step back into my heels.
“Then they’ll have something to remember the night by” she responds cheekily.
Once we’re again standing in our heels, wearing our matching lingerie, she moves to stand beside me. We put our arms around each other’s middle resting hands on hips, and she leans her head in against my shoulder, and we wait. I enjoy the feeling of anticipation, as Jane leans against me. I can feel the warmth of her body and hear the weight of her breath. I think I hear a footstep but I am not sure, I’m about to ask Jane when she lifts her head slightly and then rests it back, she heard it too, I can tell from the slight change I her breathing. Her left hand drifts down from my hip where it has been resting and gently squeezes my ass cheek, before it slides further over into the crack of my bum. I feel her middle finger move down under me stroking the soft fabric of my thong as the others caress the underside of my cheeks and I part my legs slightly adjusting my stance just enough to accommodate her. Her finger caresses as far under me as she can reach, which isn’t quite far enough so it moves back to my bum and she eases it under the fabric hooking it in place. This touch, this loving caress that is only for me, that whoever is outside will never witness drives me wild with lust. I want nothing more than her to push me down onto the bed and take me, I want her to give in to her own desires and to use my body, but we stand and wait.
The door lock clicks, then it opens and standing in the entrance is Rob still wearing the suit he has had on all day, the tie loosened, and his top button undone. Seeing us he stops, a genuine “Wow!” all he can manage. We too stand motionless and smile. Rob doesn’t move taking in the scene before him, with the door still open gripped in his left hand he seems oblivious to the fact he has not yet fully entered the room. He has been thinking about this moment since Jane first proposed it weeks ago and he wants to enjoy it, to take in every detail, and to have it imprinted in his memory for years to come. As he looks on, a couple walk by behind him, he doesn’t notice but I make eye contact with the man and I recognise him from the wedding. I blush and then they are gone, before finally Rob lets the door close.
As Rob stands in the hallway, Jane brings her mouth slowly up close to my ear keeping eye contact with Rob as she does. She gently kisses my neck on the way passed causing me to let out a quiet moan of pleasure. She whispers into my ear.
“Take a seat and enjoy the show, while I suck your husband’s cock.”
As she separates herself from me, she bites my earlobe sending a tingle racing down my spine. My heart misses a beat as the words become clear in my mind, the way she said “your husband” so absolutely. This is not her asking my permission, she is doing this whether I allow it or not. Jane begins to slowly walk towards Rob, her naked breasts swaying slightly as she exaggerates her hip swing placing one foot slightly across the other like a model on a catwalk as she moves. From behind I can see her tight ass firm against each carefully placed step. I of course do as commanded and move backwards, without looking around, my eyes flicking from Jane to my husband and back. I take a seat in the small armchair in the corner and sit lazily down parting my legs, displaying myself, my feet flat on the ground bending my knees at right angles. I try to look as provocative as I can, Jane isn’t the only one who knows how to seduce a man. But Rob hasn’t looked at me once, it isn’t me he has been thinking about all day, it isn’t me he has been trying to steal glances at without anyone noticing, it isn’t me who he has been waiting to move inside.
Jane finally reaches Rob and reaches out with one hand to grab hold of his tie. She pulls him in slowly for a deep kiss, the kiss of two lovers who have been apart for too long and they both savour this first kiss. They are not touching in any way apart from their lips which move slowly against each other, and although unseen to me their tongues which swirl and caress each other within. I watch from my chair as Jane breaks away from the kiss, turns in her heels and holding his tie over her shoulder leads him back to the bed. She looks at me and winks to check I’m ok, and I smile back letting her know I couldn’t be happier. When they reach the bed she again turns and without speaking reaches down and undoes his belt before pushing him backwards so he falls into a sitting position on the edge. Jane kneels in front of him parting his legs and moving between them. She reaches forward and strokes the bulge in his trousers before undoing the button and zip. Looking briefly across at me, she reaches inside and grabs hold of him, lifting him carefully out through the opening. Following her gaze, Rob finally looks to me for the first time since entering the room, as if only just noticing my presence in the corner. To my surprise I feel butterflies from just his gaze, I haven’t felt like that in years. The fact that he has been so focused on Jane that only now does he acknowledge his own wife, I find even hotter. He raises himself slightly off the bed to allow her to move his trousers down, and she sees what I already know, that he is going commando. My best friend leans forward holding the base of his shaft in one hand and takes the tip of my husband’s cock into her mouth. Rob leans back bracing his arms behind him and closing his eyes as he lets out a satisfied groan. As I watch with love filling my heart for both these people, I slide the fingers of my right hand under the waistband of my panties.
To be continued…
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