I opened the door to the bed room and shuffled in. Instinctively I moved towards the right side of the room where I normally slept and started taking my watch off my left hand and placed it on the bed side table. I then clasped the pillow underneath the bed cover, moving it on top of the bed and turning it so that it was standing upright to act as support against the bed head rest. I faced away from the bed towards the bed room window and the chair next to it and then took of my jumper and jeans and placed them on the chair. After doing this I took off my socks and then sat against the bed head rest on the right side of the bed in my grey boxer shorts and white bed time tshirt.
I had heard Leroy changing on the other side of the bedroom as I was getting changed and he joined me on the bed, with him sitting on the left side sitting next to the headrest. He was only wearing his black boxer shorts and I could see his clothes lying on the chair at the other side of my bed room. There was a gap of a foot or so between us on the bed. Leroy just stared towards the door of the bedroom. I felt too awkward to make any conversation and looked towards the door too which was at the front of the bed but towards the left side.
Looking towards the door I could see Leroy's body out the corner of my eye, it was dark as coal but slim. His body was hairless and I could faintly see his abs outlined on his chest. He was not muscly or particularly built but I guessed that he must have a low body fat to see the abs outline. I felt a bit awkward to be wearing a t shirt whilst he was topless but, being a typical indian make in my mid 30's, my body was slightly hairy and the thin layer of fat on my stomach meant my abs couldn't be seen.
I suppose I was slightly chubby. Yes, I went to the gym and tried to eat healthily but the indian diet was full of carbs and no matter how much I trained I struggled to get chiselled. I wondered whether Leroy went to the gym as I looked at his abs.
The door opened and Rita walked into the room. My wife was barefoot and wearing a pink camisole and pink panties. She was slim, a size 8 or so, with B cup breasts. Her breasts looked soft in her top and I guessed she was not wearing a bra. Her black hair was just touching her shoulder, parted in the middle of her head and behind her ears. Her dark black hair looked amazing, contrasting against her beige skin.
I saw Leroy grinned as Rita shuffled into the middle of the room and I saw rita briefly blush and smile. Leroy's smile was a flash of white in an otherwise dark face. Rita put a knee on the edge of the bed and started crawling towards middle of the bed or more specifically the section of the headrest between me and Leroy. Me and Leroy backed away from each other widening the gap between us at the headrest slightly.
Reaching the headrest, rita turned around facing the door and sat back resting her head against the bed headrest and sitting between me and Leroy. The sight on the bed at that moment was of three people sitting upright - a slim hairless black man on the far left in just black boxers, my slim beige skinned indian wife in the middle in her pink camisole and pink panties, and me a relatively slim but slightly chubby classically brown indian guy in a white t-shirt and boxers.
Rita turned first towards Leroy and then after a moment she turned towards me. I was admiring her body which looked really sexy in her night clothes. Her legs looked so beautiful with the hairless beige skin. Rita looked at me and smiled. I couldn't see Leroy behind her as her head and body was blocking him sitting upright on the other side of the bed. Rita pursed her lips which I always took to mean that she wanted a kiss so I moved my head towards her.
I moved my right hand up towards the left side of Rita's face and brushed her hair behind her ears and kissed her. I loved kissing my wife and it always got me excited. I kissed her thin lips once, then twice, then three times and I gently stroked her face. Rita kissed me back and I felt my cock begin to stir in my pants as I got more excited.
As I kissed Rita I could sense her getting excited by her breathing increasing. Out the corner of my eye I realised that I could sense movement. I continued to stroke Rita's face and looked down towards Rita's chest. Just then I saw that Rita's pink camisole was bunched above her breasts exposing them. A black hand was squeezing the beige breast closest to me and playing with the dark nipple.
I felt slightly annoyed that my access to Rita's breast was blocked at this moment as my normal movement after kissing her was to play with my wife's breasts. Though her breasts were not big, they were sensitive and touching them always turned her on and excited her like crazy. I was also slightly annoyed that the touching of rita's breasts was slightly harsher and more aggressive than how I would touch her. I was concerned that she was being hurt but Rita did not protest. Instead, Rita pursed her lips towards me and made kissing sounds - this always meant she wanted me to kiss her a bit harder.
I began resuming my kissing of Rita and gently stroking her face and neck. I was enjoying the soft feel of her lips against mine. My right hand wandered towards her right leg which was close to me and I began to gently stroke her thigh and knee feeling her sensual skin. After a few moments, I felt Rita's mouth open and her small tongue brush against my lips. I instinctively opened my lips to let her tongue in and moved my tongue to touch hers. We began to French kiss. Rita's really enjoyed Frenching it and it was a sign that she was getting excited.
Being so close to Rita, I could hear her breathing was getting quicker indicating that she was getting more and more excited. She also began to gently squirm next to me. I felt slightly proud that the kisses I was giving her and my leg stroking was turning her on so much when I again noticed some movement on the periphery of my vision.
In between giving Rita a kiss I took the opportunity to glance down her body. My eyes roamed slowly down her pretty face, her long delicate neck, over her bunched up pink camisole and those soft breasts and dark nipples. As my gaze moved to my wife's slim fatless stomach I saw a dark shape blocking my view - it was Leroy's dark left arm covering a side of Rita's stomach.
I followed Leroy's arm downwards and could see that the hand and fingers were over Rita's crotch area. Rita's pretty pink panties were still on but I could see Leroy's dark left hand had infiltrated into that area. Through the pantie material I could not make out exactly what he was dong but I could see his arm move and Rita squirming in time with the movements. It felt odd to see that dark arm covering my wife's beige skin.
I stopped looking at my wife's pantie area and continued focusing on kissing her, sucking on her tongue and stroking her gentle face. I sucked on her lips and rubbed the back of her ears. The skin on her face was slightly red due to how excited she was.
Rita then stopped kissing me and turned her head to the left so she was looking towards the end of the bed. She made a small moan and I saw her face contort as if she was in discomfort. I turned my head to the right and followed the direction she was looking in. I saw that Leroy had moved to the middle of the bed.