Somehow the talk between her husband and the man turned to sex, and the more she listened, the more her cunt bubbled. She noticed that not only was her husband getting a hard-on, but so was his business friend. She could see their cocks straining in their pants, and neither man tried to conceal them. Looking at her husband, seeing the glow in his eyes as they talked, she decided that men weren't the only ones that could show their erotic desires.

Susan deliberately parted her knees, and when the men looked at her, she licked her tongue very slowly and suggestively over her lips, looking blatantly at the straining cocks in those pants. The conversation had stopped, and the men watched her. At first she worried about her husband, afraid he would become angry, but there was only desire in his eyes.

With her cunt boiling, Susan stroked her tits as they watched the tension became great in the room, all of them breathing heavily. Susan gazed at the front of their pants with smoldering eyes, and the men opened their legs, letting her see their bulging hard-one. She squeezed her tits a few times, then caressed down her body to her thighs. As she drew her hands up her thighs, she brought her skirt with them. She didn't pull it to her crotch, not then. She gave them a teasing hint of her panties, and, as their eyes became hotter, she slowly parted her knees.

The men sucked in air as they saw her panties, the crotch very tight, her cunt puffing outward. Susan paused then, giving her husband a chance to stop her. But he didn't.

She inched her skirt up, her knees remaining wide. Scooting her skirt to her wait, she began opening and closing her legs, writhing her ass on the cushion. When she trailed a finger along her inner thigh, circling the expanse of her crotch, the men looked at each other, both grinning.