Turning so she was facing Evan, she wiggled her behind into the saddle of Ben’s hips as she danced, her eyes half closed and her lips parted. Evan thought she had never looked so beautiful before. She rocked her hips back and forth to the beat, and when Evan met Ben’s eyes, he could see the lust burning there. He didn’t blame him in the least, but it made his throat tight and his chest hurt to see it.

The song was a true blues lick with a mean harp playing over the steady beat. “Goin’ up, goin’ down… Anyway you want me…”

Stef’s body moved up and down to the song’s lyrics, her skirt rubbing against the denim of Ben’s jeans, making it ride high up her thighs. Evan watched as the hem of her dress played peek-a-boo with the elastic tops of her stockings, his whole body filled with a white heat.

Stef turned back toward Ben, snaking her arms around his neck as she moved her belly against his, and Evan watched her ass moving in the same little circles she used to make when she was sitting up on top of him and riding his cock. Watching the motion made him feel dizzy. He hadn’t seen her do it in years, and it made him grit his teeth with lust and envy.

Ben made a small sound in his throat, and his thigh moved between hers as they danced together, their bodies moving in unison now. Evan watched his friend’s hands moving slowly over the rounded globes of his wife’s ass, his fingers slipping over the smooth material, edging it up and up and up. Stef was sliding up and down Ben’s thigh, her head so far back that her long, honey-colored hair almost touched the hands groping her behind.

Evan watched as Ben found the smooth skin of his wife’s thigh between panty and stocking, his fingers gripping her there. Stef moaned, turning her face up to him, and Evan watched them kiss. He had seen them touch lips before-a perfunctory caress-but this was no brief thing. It went on and on as they rocked together, their mouths slanting, greedy, tongues meshing. Evan’s knuckles were turning white on the wheelchair handgrips, but he couldn’t take his eyes off them.