Getting Even

Sondra, lying on the other side of the room with her lover, Zack, appreciated his praise. How young she is, how desirable he finds her, how he's happy she's never had any children. Like a virgin almost, since she's only known one other man. Of course he wasn't shouting out those things. He was whispering, only Sondra could hear them. Larry and Val were too busy with each other.
Zack's clinging woman almost gave the whole thing away. It was simply impossible for her to appear almost casual and indifferent about something like what was beginning to happen now. Sondra was so ready she didn't need any preliminaries at all. They were kissing, his tongue and hers meshing and swirling together. Her husband was so absorbed with making love to his wife's best friend he wouldn't have noticed if a bomb had exploded next to him. Not that any of that mattered, Larry's wife was about to have Zack again come hell or high water. And she wasn't about to pretend she wasn't enjoying him either.
"Oh, Yes, Do me! Oh Zack, do me now!"
He's poised over his submissive Sondra, she spreads those tennis player legs wide, and dripping with eagerness, reaches up and takes his throbbing massiveness into her hand, placing it at the core of her furry place. He's pushed himself part ways in and her hands reach back to clutch his muscular behind. Cooperatively she pushes her pelvis up and forward and him toward her. She groans out her appreciation as he slides easily, deeper and deeper, slowly filling her gratifying depths.
"That it, you've got me now. Oh, more, More, Yes, Yes."
She couldn't keep quiet and Zack loved her for her enthusiasm. This young, amber haired girl sure wasn't whispering now. His own wife, filled with the man whose woman he was in the process of having, was looking over, observing her best friend and husband getting theirs.
As Zack had known all along, watching her husband dipping his pen in her best friend's honey pot wouldn't bother Val in the slightest. In fact, seeing how the two of them were enjoying each other seemed to make her all the more passionate towards Sondra's husband.
Zack had his doubts about the husband, though. He hadn't looked over once towards where his wife lay naked in the arms of another man. Surely he would have heard her carrying on. Wouldn't he have looked over at least once to watch her getting hers too? That was a key part of the swapping bit, watching your little woman getting reamed by another man's big cock.
"Oh God! You're filling me, Zack. I can't stand it."
He loved praise like this from one who'd never had a man like him before. He was going steady now, her pussy tightening and gripping him so deliciously.
"You're so big. No man has ever been like this, oh; keep it up, more Deeper! OH Zack, I love having you like this."
He had been more controlled. Steady and deep a few times, then when repetitive became expected, he'd surprise his blissful woman by making shallow little insertions.
"Oh God, Zack, do me more. Fuck me."