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Beth puts on a show.Authors note. This is a multi part story featuring different perspectives. Written by both myself and wife Beth. It is a continuation of the Simon Beth and Robin series. For background please see profile stories. They’ve gone ahead of me, about 20 minutes. I’m fairly relaxed considering.I know she’s in good hands but, I can’t stop thinking about it….what it’s going to be like.This is new, even for us.The ‘what if’s’ creep in, doubt. I mean….this could go wrong it could prove to be very embarrassing. And more than that the cops could be involved.’its ok’ That little reassuring inner voice pipes up. ‘calm down…. it’ll be alright’Pulling into the turnpike car park, finding a space, parking and switching off. Sitting there in the quiet and dark for a moment, feeling the tension rising….and with it excitement. “Let’s hope so” I reply to myself outloud before getting out. Cold air hits me, it’s 7.30pm I’m right on time. Walking across the dimly lit car park i hear a roar of engine from behind and to my left, a truck has just pulled in heading for the truck park around back….good. We’ve checked this place out several times so know the layout and what to expect. The turnpike is a large pub/resteraunt with a motel just next door. Car park to front and back, the rear area is used mainly by trucks and usually has a group of trucker’s gathered around talking, smoking. Perfect for what we have in mind. Walking up to the main door going inside I’m greeted by light, warmth and the happy noise of people having a good time, talking, laughing.Going up to the bar, ordering a pint of Stella, looking around while I wait, I can see the booth where they are. Can’t see them though, beth my wife, and robin her older lover. We’ve chosen this particular place as it ticks kaçak iddaa all the boxes. Even down to private little booth’s tucked away in corners. This booth is angled away from most of the other seating areas so it’s difficult to see who or even if anyone is in it. Paying and thanking the attractive bar maid I make my way over, getting closer I can see robin’s head just before rounding the corner. I’m greeted with a sight to get my heart racing. They’re sat very close kissing, when I come into view they break off looking up in anxious surprise. Robin has his hand on Beth’s right boob, his face is red and he’s a little out of breath. Beth too is looking flushed and furtive. “Hi honey…..nice to see you…..won’t you sit down” She grins before biting her lower lip, looking very mischievous. She’s noticed my gaze, I’m looking at how she’s positioned, leaning in towards robin, and her right arm is reaching down and across under the table. As I’m watching her arm is making little movements back and forth. Robin sits there grinning, looking very content.Grinning back I rest my pint down on the table then, pretending to tie shoe lace, take a look underneath.As I suspected she has his pants undone and his big old cock out, wanking it. He looks as stiff as a rod. Getting back up I sit down close up to beth, who immediately swaps hands, bringing her right one into my groin, her left now taking over on robin. The table is quite high and has been pulled close in so it’s difficult for anyone passing to see what’s going on. Cautiously I undoe my pants, giving her easy access. She slides her hand immediately down into my underwear, feeling for what she wants, grasping it and pulling it out. A cheeky grin flashes across Beth’s face as she begins wanking me, a cock now in each hand. I’m kaçak bahis soon stiff as a rod like robin.It’s an interesting sensation, sat there sipping my pint while my wife wanks both me and my best friend. It’s a quiet night at the turnpike but still, folk are walking past our booth. Not many, I only count 3 but it feels as though they know.Beth does stop if they look, one lady does actually give us a funny glance, frowning. But we don’t care if she’s guessed, after all that’s what we’re here for.When she’s gone beth concentrates more on me, shaking it vigorously, holding it tighter…..she means it.Letting go for a moment, bringing her hand upto her mouth. Cautiously looking around before dribbling spit into her palm and quickly back under the table. The addition of lubricant brings an intensity to her efforts, leaving me gasping. She means to get it out of me.Shaking fast and hard, even with the sound of chatter and music, a sticky….busy noise can be heard from under the table.Oh shit! That feels good! I’m not going to last long. Robin leans forward, watching me with great interest.He lets out a little laugh then says.”Whoa…si….she’s really going for it” Looking past beth at my buddy, panting through my reply”Tell me…..about it!” Robin turns his gaze to beth”Hey how come I don’t get special treatment?!” He’s grinning because we all know the answer to that one.She turns to face him for a moment, places a kiss on his lips then says”You need to hold onto yours for later honey” It’s said quietly, with a meaningful tone. Turning back to me she moves up closer, adds more spit to her palm, resumes the onslaught. Leaning in she whispers in my ear, goading me”Come on baby….that’s it….I want it” Tightening her grip, increasing rythum, I’m gasping….about to lose it. Her illegal bahis next words prove to be too much”After robin’s finished with me… it’ll be your turn” Seconds later I tense up, pushing forward, humping her hand under the table, a big load squirting out.”Oh yeah….that’s it honey….good boy” It’s a big one, a toe curler and I have to resist groaning out loud.Looking through a haze of pleasure, I notice robin grinning from ear to ear watching me. Soon it will be his turn with her….my wife and my best friend….it doesn’t get much better. Turning to beth, she’s grinning, biting her lower lip again. Head cocked on one side giving me that oh so sexy mischievous look that she knows I love. “There….all done…does that feel better?” I’m nodding, getting my breath back as the last dribbles ooze out.”Oh beth….thank you darling” She giggles then let’s go my shrinking dick, passes me some tissues from her hand bag.We’d better be going….you know which room it is? Nodding again, wiping myself clean while robin struggles to put his still hard cock back in his pants.”yeah…it’s ok…il be out there in a few minutes” She turns to robin”Come on honey…..I’ve got something to show you” Robin still has hard on and it clearly shows when he tries to stand up! His embarrassment proving to be very amusing for beth who breaks down in a fit of giggles as robin desperately tries to hide the bulge under his coat. Calming down a little she turns to me before heading for the door.”See you soon hun” Winking, I reply”See you soon” Putting my own away, watching them walk arm in arm to the door, beth still giggling, robin walking funny like he has a limp. The 2 look good together despite that age gap, at 76 he’s easily old enough to be her father. Giving them a few minutes to get to the motel, I finish off my pint. Take a deep breath and head off out the door. My destination is not the motel but the truck park around back, that faces the back of the motel…..End of part 1. Part 2 follow.

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