Hot Summer's Day

I sat there, not really believing my own eyes. I watched as my girlfriend's hands firmly gripped the handyman's muscular arse cheeks, his cock pumping into her pussy in deep, smooth strokes. I sat quietly, listening to his deep grunts mixing with the slapping of his ballsack against her ass in a kind of hypnotic melody. Of course, this created a symphony when joined by the moans and squeals my girlfriend Stef was making... How did we end up here? And why did I have a raging hard-on in my pants?? I guess some context is needed for how this happened...

- Three Months Earlier -

What a time it was to be alive! My girlfriend Stef and I had just gotten the keys to our first home. It was so exciting, but daunting nonetheless. We didn't have much cash left over for renovations after buying the place, and the house definitely needed some TLC. But hey, we were young and able-bodied! We thought it would be fine - our plan was for me to complete most of it as DIY projects - whilst overlooking my total lack of DIY skills... Who could have foreseen a tech nerd with zero building experience would not be the best candidate for self renovating? I had plenty of enthusiasm, just not so much the application of skill.

I felt terrible as days turned to weeks with minimal progress. Stef, my angel, tried to assure me it was alright, but I knew how frustrating it was as our dream home inched forwards at a snail's pace. Regardless of my DIY ineptitude, she supported me as strongly as ever. What a woman! I don't know what she saw in me, but it was clear what everyone saw in her. She was intelligent, kind, funny and oh, so sexy. Stef was in the gym most days of the week (in stark contrast to me), and it showed. She was petite at 5'2, but with curves to die for and deceptively long legs. My eyes often made their way up from the ground, taking in every inch of her, to find her sparkling green eyes staring back at me with an amused quirk of her button nose and plump lips.

Honestly, I had always been a bit self conscious through our three year relationship. I was 5'8, physically weak and often intimidated by the attention she garnered from other men. She brushed this off and told me I was perfect for her. I mostly accepted this, except for the rare occasions I found her masturbating after we had sex. I knew I wasn't well endowed at 4 inches, but Stef promised at her height that much more than that made her uncomfortable... I tried not to dwell on how she knew that. And I made sure to use my hands and tongue to the best of my abilities, which seemed to do mostly do the trick.

I really wanted to do this project by myself. Perhaps I was using it as a surrogate marker of masculinity. I'm honestly not sure. Whatever the reason, I got it into my head that I had to be the one to do everything. And I fucked every step up, sometimes quite spectacularly. Stef didn't seem too put out, but it got to the point that it was affecting me mentally - i couldn't even get a hard-on I was so stressed about it all. Stef kept up a brave face as each little catastrophe started to pile up, but I knew it was an big inconvenience for her. Eventually, as the peak of summer approached and our air con was still not working despite my best efforts, she caved. I was sweating in the living room trying to move some plywood around when I heard her voice behind me.

"Honey, I think we should talk about the renovations," she called. "I don't know about you, but I can't stand this heat much longer!"

I turned around to find her dressed in a pink bikini top and daisy dukes and still sweating despite her skimpy attire. With the thermostat hitting almost 35 degrees celsius this was a necessity to survive. I stared back at her with a feeling of defeat curdling my stomach as i responded.

"Yeah... I thought I could get all this together," I sighed. "You're right though, it's probably time to admit defeat on this and call in an expert."

She looked at me whilst biting her lip and the feeling in the pit of my stomach somehow got even deeper.

"Actually sweetie..." she hesitated for a second before pushing on, "I've looked around and pretty much everyone is booked out." Stef bit her lip and seemed to be a bit unsure of her next words. "Don't worry though, there's good news. Jack said he could do it for us!"

Internally, I felt like punching a wall... not that it would make much difference to the state of the house. I pasted a smile on my face and mumbled "great, when can he be here?"

Jack was a local builder about 25 years our senior who was friendly with Stef's dad. Stef was friends with his daughter too. They went way back as families, holdiays together, all that jazz. He was a nice enough guy overall, but I had heard him laughing with his mates before when one of them saw my cock at the urinal. Hard not to be a bit down on a man you knew laughed at your package.

He also always somehow seemed to be hanging around Stef whenever we happened to be in the same place. She laughed it off when I mentioned it once - as I mentioned, he was good friends with her Dad and she put it down to this. I thought I was probably reading into it too much, but I still got the feeling in my gut that he wouldn't hesitate to strike if there somehow was a chance with my girl.

As these thoughts ran through my head, I heard a vehicle park up outside. It seems Jack was wasting no time in helping us out, swell guy that he was. I turned around and looked out the window to see him climbing out of his van. At 6'4, even pushing 50 years of age he was an imposing man. He had worked hard on construction sites all his life and it showed, without any of the expansion around the middle most men of his age would expect. Honestly, the only thing expanding appeared to be his muscles - every time I saw the guy he looked even bigger than the last. He saw me looking and grinned, waving cheerfully.

"Bastard, I thought to myself." I glanced at Stef and with some mild concern asked, "how are we going to pay him?"

She looked a bit embarrassed as she explained to me that Jack had agreed to do the work pro bono as a favour to her dad. Ugh, I felt even shittier when I heard that. My head turned as I heard Jack striding through the door.

His hand clapped me on the shoulder as he strode past me and grabbed Stef in a one armed hug. I could see her tits crushed into his chest as he did so. "Hey girlie, let's get you two sorted" Jack said cheerfully as her hands rested on his firm back. I felt a bit weirded out and interjected.

"Thanks so much for doing this short notice Jack," I mumbled and he casually waved it off as he finally released Stef. "Show me where the trouble is matey and I'll sort it all out," Jack said with a bit of a derisive undertone as he glanced at me.

After this I took him to see my woeful attempts at fixing our air con unit. He shook his head ruefully and said something under his breath about the state of today's youth, but told me he could have it sorted out in 2 to 3 hours. I thanked him again and headed back inside with my tail between my legs.

I moped around for an hour, Stef fanning herself on the couch. I caught sight of Jack every now and again. He had taken off his shirt in the heat, and it was ridiculous. No one that age deserved to be that toned! But I guess he worked all day, and that was the reward. He had muscles on top of muscles, and a deep tan to his skin tone that suggested it was a common occurrence for him to take his top off as he worked.

I felt like Stef's eyes straying to his bare torso whenever he came into view, but told myself I was being paranoid. Eventually she turned to me with a smile on her face. "Sweetie, why don't you I go get some ice cream to help us all cool down?" she suggested. I think she just wanted my moping energy out of the house, but I agreed anyway since it was a good idea.

As I headed off to the store I saw Stef heading outside with a towel, still in her shorts and bikini top. "I'm gonna sunbathe for a while, it's cooler outside anyway," she smiled over her shoulder at me as she walked outside.

"Don't give Jack too much of a show" I joked and she rolled her eyes at me. I felt uneasy but shrugged it off and headed to the store. In the end I had to go to 4 different stores, everywhere was sold out of icecream during the heatwave, and it took me well over an hour to get back home as a result.

As I got to the house and headed inside, I realised it was blessedly cool inside. Jack clearly had succeeded in fixing our faulty AC... what a guy. I called out to Stef to tell her I was home but didn't get a response. Feeling a little uneasy, I glanced outside and saw her towel, but no sign of her. Jack's van was still outside too and his boots were by the door, but again I couldn't actually see him. Around this time genuine concern started to set in and suddenly I realised I could hear the shower going.

I rushed towards our bathroom and stopped stone cold in the doorway at the sight confronting me. Jack was standing under the jet of our showerhead, completely naked with muscles glistening, grunting loudly and grinning. My eyes slid downwards to realise why. I looked down in stunned confusion, as I saw my beautiful girl on her knees in front of him, eyes closed and with what seemed to be great enthusiasm, sucking the life out of Jack's rock-hard dick.

My mouth felt like it hit the floor. Both of them were lost in their own world and hadn't even realised I was there. I watched in dumbfound horror, Jack's hands firmly guiding Stef's head as she slid her lips up and down his shaft. His cock looked like something out of a movie. It was thick and long, easily twice the length of my own, and a heavy set of balls lay beneath it, currently being massaged by Stef's hand. His sack looked almost comically big being cradled and massaged by her slim fingers. All the while, I heard him grunting and encouraging Stef. "Fuck yeah baby'" he groaned "I fucking love how you suck my dick!"

Stef seemed to be taking slobbering on his dick as a personal challenge, with drool running down her chin and little moans of pleasure escaping from her lips around Jack's thick shaft. She only ever sucked my cock on my birthday, and I'd never seen her show this kind of enthusiasm when she did it.

With a start, I realised my own cock was painfully stiff in my pants without me even touching it - this was the first hard-on I'd had in like 2 months! I glanced down and despite my shame, couldn't resist undoing my zip and pulling my cock out. It was a relief to see it was still capable of an erection, even under these circumstances. I looked back up as I heard the cadence of Jack's voice change.

Both of his hands were now firmly tangled in Stef's long brown hair, and he was pumping his cock like a piston. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum all over you," he gasped "show me that tongue now."

Stef obediently pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to jerk it with both hands sliding up and down his shaft. Smiling, she opened her eyes to look up at Jack. "Give it to me please baby!' she panted desperately, the spit on her chin being washed away by the shower water. "Cum on my face Jack," she begged, "I need your cum so bad."

I couldn't believe my ears - my sweet angel was begging for a man twice her age to unload on her face! She had never let me do that in the 4 year we had been together. This sight sent me over the edge, I couldn't help it. I twitched and exhaled and felt my cock shoot out a small pool of cum on my hand.

Stef's eyes flicked over to the door and widened as she finally saw me. At the exact same moment Jack started to roar as his own orgasm took over. With our eyes locked, the first rope of his thick cum shot out and landed over Stef's lips. Without seeming like she could have stopped herself even if she wanted to, she turned her eyes back to Jack and stared up at him adoringly as he bucked and pumped, his cock dumping rope after rope of cum over Stef's face and tits. "Oh fuck Stef that's it," he roared. "Don't stop stroking my cock babygirl, work it all out!" Her hands had never stopped working his cock for a second, even when she had looked me dead in the eye.

As the reality of what I was seeing set in, I looked down and saw my own cock already deflated after my orgasm. I turned and fled to our bedroom. I lay on our bed with my entire world shifting on its axis. I heard the shower turn off a couple of minutes later, and the indistinct sound of Jack and Stef's voices, the muffled sound of laughter interspersed. My head was spinning, my world irrevocably altered. In all our time together Stef had never once given any suggestion of straying, even though she would have had plenty of opportunity. Men sniffed around her constantly, and I didn't know how I was lucky enough to land her. Would this be the end of our relationship? I realised that if she asked me, I would forgive her for this... and if I was being truely honest, part of me had clearly been turned on watching her satisfy Jack and his huge tool. It had been like my own personal show with the hottest star imaginable. Stef was insanely hot, and seeing her working Jack's monster cock like a pro... It had done things to me - there was a pool of cum I had had to wipe off my hand which proved it.

A gentle knock on the door broke through my reverie. Stef was standing in the doorway, concern written across her face. "Hey... I don't know what to say," she said softly, hesitating in the doorway.

She had clearly washed Jack's mammoth load off whilst in the shower, but hadn't bothered to get dressed again yet. My eyes slid down her tanned curves, the handprints still faintly visible on her breasts. Jack clearly had copped a feel before she started sucking his dick. I stood up and moved towards her slowly, trembling as I put my arms around her. The words tumbled from my mouth.

"It's okay love, I understand" I said hesitantly. "You don't have to say anything at all."

I could feel her relief as she sagged into me. "I love you so much, you know that?" Stef breathed as she gazed up at me. I nodded as she bit her plump lips. "But?" I prompted, knowing there was more on the way.

"But that was..." she sighed and squared her shoulders, clearly coming to a decision. "Well, honestly sweetie that was something I think I've needed for a very long time."

We sat on the edge of the bed and held hands. Words started to flow from us. Stef confessed some pretty shocking things to me. It turns out she had fucked a lot of well hung guys before meeting me. She admitted she actually loved big dicks, but she loved every other part of me so much that she ignored my one failing - my small cock. She gave me an explanation for what happened.

Jack had made use of our shower after fixing our AC, and she had gone to drop in a towel. When Stef caught sight of what he was packing, she said it was like something animalistic took over in her, as if she had been hypnotised by him. She couldn't resist getting naked and jumping in there with him. Amongst other things, I spoke about how surprised I had been being turned on watching what unfolded in the shower. At that point Stef bit her lip and I could tell she was hesitating about something. "No point in holding back now," I encouraged her "spit it out."

"Weeell..." she said with a glint in her eye. "Jack's still here you know?"

I stared at her as the unspoken question wrapped around us. I could feel my cock starting to stir and harden in my pants again. I shifted position and Stef glanced down - a smirk crossing her lips. "How would you like to watch a full show?" Stef whispered in my ear.

My cock was practically bursting through my pants. It felt like my brain was shutting down and only one thing was making my decisions at that moment. I nodded as we looked at each other. Stef was still completely naked and she lay back on the bed, telling me to go fetch Jack.

I stumbled up in a daze and walked out into our living room. Part of me couldn't believe this was actually happening, and that I was even allowing this to continue. But that rational part of me had been totally subsumed by the raging horniness coursing through my body, and I knew I needed to see Stef finally getting full satisfaction. It just so happened I would be watching rather than providing it. Jack was lounging on our couch, still naked. H

e grinned when he saw me. "You two have a little chat then?" he asked casually. I nodded to answer his question. He stood up and laid a hand on my shoulder. "I always knew you were the type mate. No need to feel bad about it" he said with a couple of pats on my shoulder. "Time to let a real man do what needs to he done."

He smiled as he said it, and honestly didn't seem to mean it in a cruel way - it was like he was explaining the world to a child. He threw his arm across my shoulders and led me back towards our bedroom, back towards my waiting girlfriend.

Stef was lying on her back, legs crossed as we came back in. She glanced at me briefly with a gentle smile lighting up her face. Then her attention shifted to the man next to me. I felt Jack's arm stiffen around me as he drank Stef in. She uncrossed her legs while looking him straight in the eye. The invitation couldn't have been any clearer. I looked down and saw his cock was somehow already rock hard, and it looked even bigger up close. It was probably 8 or 9 inches, but damn it was also thick as hell. His arm fell away from me and he strode towards the bed and jumped onto it.

I slid back against the wall. Stef giggled as Jack landed on top of her. He seemed to completely envelop her beneath his broad back and I watched her hands snake around his waist. They whispered quietly to each other - I couldn't hear what was being said. I leaned forward to try to catch a hint, but their voices cut off. I realised they were kissing each other deeply. At this point, I accepted that I was a spectator in something inevitable. I watched Jack's hand snake downwards and his thick fingers sliding into Stef's pussy. From the sounds it made, she was soaking wet. "Oh God yes Jack," she moaned under him, her back arching in pleasure.

He continued to play with her, his lips caressing down her neck, then her tits, her stomach... Stef gasped as he began to lick her pussy. Her hands gripped his hair as she moaned and begged "keep going Jack, just like that!"

I was dumbstruck. I thought I was good with my hands and tongue but I'd never gotten a response like this from her. Jack was relentlessly working Stef over, and it didn't take long before he got his reward. I watched as she went stiff as a board, her back arching. "YES YES YEEEES, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM," she practically screamed the walls down.

It seemed like years of pent up sexual tension was being released from my girlfriend's body. She writhed and bucked but Jack didn't stop for a second, prolonging and teasing out Stef's orgasm. Slowly came down from the high he had given her.

Jack levered himself up and kissed Stef deeply. Her hands sought out his cock and started to tease the head up and down her slit. I heard a deep grunt from him as he suddenly leaned his hips forward. "Oh fuck, wow" Stef gasped. I stared on, mesmerised as I watched the thick head of his cock disappear smoothly inside Stef's wet cunt. They both stayed still for a moment, eyes locked on each other, before they slowly started to get more deeply acquainted with each other's bodies. My own cock was twitching in my pants, but I was too hooked by what was happening in front of me to even pay attention to it. Jack was taking his time, slowly grinding and moving forwards bit by bit.

It had clearly been a long time since Stef had taken a big cock, and he was easing her back into it. On some level I realised they weren't using a condom, but I ignored it. Stef and I always used one, as birth control messed with her hormones. I knew she would make him pull out anyway, and there was no way I was interrupting them right now.