When we arrived I was happy to see that the same band was playing as at the last party we went to, and remembered the bass player was kind of cute. So...meone handed me a beer from the keg and I stood to watch the band in the living room. It didn't take long for the bass player to notice that I was watching him, and he smiled at me a couple of times.After the set was over, he put his guitar down and walked over to me. We chatted for a minute, and he said he only had a few minutes, but did I want. We talked and our legs and hands were all gently touching each other with the movement of the water and jets, when I felt a hand rubbing my leg. I didn't say anything or think of anything until the hand kept stroking my leg and the hand was working its way up my thigh under my boxers toward my cock. Once I realized it was Steven and not my wife, I was unsure what to say or do.I was thinking of my next step and then I felt another hand touching my other leg. I had both my wife and friend rubbing. “Uh, uh, uh, uh oh fuck, fuck, oh shiiiit babyyyyy…” Each thrust comes with a scream. I’m loving it. She hasn’t open her eyes, he face grinning under the force of my thrust.I move my torso back up to pound harder and I place my thumb on her clit, moving it up and down rapidly.”Ooooooooo god” she lets out loudly. I wonder for a split second if we are giving the janitor a show, but on second thought I couldn’t careless. The only thing on my mind is the orgasm I knew my woman is building up to.. ‘Just great,’ answered Danny smiling from ear to ear as Erika giggled thinking she got the joke. Seeing her response I knew she had no idea that we had just watched her suck off Steve. Unconsciously my eyes drifted to the creamy wet spot on the floor. When I looked up at her again she smirked sheepishly, having followed my eyes, realizing that I knew they had been fooling around. Later she told me about it leaving out some of the better parts. I felt incredibly guilty having spied on her like.