When I woke it took a couple of seconds to survey the scene and recall where I was and what had happened. The fact was I was in bed next to my wife, that much was normal. The unusual thing was on the far side of my wife was my buddy Steve and at the end of the bed wrapped in a blanket on a bean bag was Steve's wife Ang. The previous night started to come back to me and it dawned on me that nothing sexual had gone on but rather Steve and Ang had just crashed with us instead of going home after the BBQ. More a major party than a BBQ but as I got up and walked to the kitchen it looked like they were the only ones, everyone else made it home, shit ,I was flat out remembering going to bed. As I forced a glass of water down Ang came in cursing her banging head and dry mouth. Pouring her a glass I suggested she take my ute and get her and Steve some gear from their place and we could spend the day recovering on our boat, which she thought was a great idea. I threw her the keys she picked up some of their wet pool gear piled on the floor near the door and off she went. I used the second toilet to aviod waking Shell or Steve by using our ensuite but as I came back up the hall I could hear their voices anyway. Shell was telling Steve that it sounded like my ute leaving. I stopped just short of the entrance to the bedroom and looked in to see her heading for the window, "yeah thats it heading down the street ,doesn't look like Ang is here either , hope they've gone to get breakfast" she said as she headed for the ensuite. "How come you ended up sleeping next to me, hope you've got some fucking clothes on Steve Easton" she chided him as she closed the door to the loo. Steve had always got along with Shell and she had always stirred him . It was a light banter that made us all laugh. He had also always told me he thought Shell was hot and to keep an eye on her cause he would love to fuck her. We had stirred each other like that since school days. "Naked as a jaybird" replied Steve "and since I've been rubbing up against you all night I'm horny as a toad too" he added with a laugh. As he said that I could see him slowly stroke his cock which was already tenting the sheet pretty well. I wondered what Shell would say when she walked back out and saw that. I heard the toilet flush and the tap running then the door opened ." Well you'll just have to wait till Ang comes back or fix yourse..... fuck Steve you aren't joking" . Shell had come out of the ensuite and stopped, staring at the sheet tenting up obscenly from Steves waist. " Is that for real or are you pulling my leg " she said ,stunned " its for real " he replied " but its not your leg I'm pulling on" as his hand slowly moved up and down lifting the sheet each time. " Well fuck Steve " she stammered " do you think you should be doing that in my bed ....... in front of me?" It wasn't an angry tone , more like disbelief." You told me to wait for Ang or help myself so thats what I'm doing" he said , "Ang normally looks after it but today I'll have to" he said in his best lost puppy dog tone. Shell had overcome her shock a little and sat on the side of the bed opposite from where Steve was brazenly wanking his huge cock under the sheet. She was still in her light blue silk nighty and looked extremly aroused. I decided to see if I could see more from the ensuite so I headed for the laundry which has a second door into our ensuite as I left I heard Shell speak again," I'll bet she looks after it more to come