Jill and I are experts when it comes to keeping quiet during sex. We’ve had enough practice at suppressing moans, mattress squeaks and other noise that we can do it when we need to, although neither of us enjoys being quiet. We have an exhibitionist streak, and our natural tendency is to be uninhibited and loud, or at least as loud as you’re supposed to be when you’re not worried about being overheard.

Last night we had a friend and former roommate of mine staying over. Once he went to bed, I headed into our room to join Jill, who I assumed was already sleeping, or maybe reading in bed. Instead I found her on top of the covers, playing with a toy. She had a porn DVD on mute, though at the moment she wasn’t paying much attention to it. It looked like she had already come, and I guessed she planned to keep coming until I joined her.

As I took off my clothes, she came again, almost silently. As I got on the bed I heard the door to the guest bathroom closing, reminding both of us of our guest’s presence in the house, which I know that I forgot about the instant I found my wife naked on our bed, legs splayed wide and in the midst of intense self-pleasure. I realized that, although we were going to have sex, it might be best to keep it quiet.

A quick aside: As I said before, our guest is a former roommate of mine. So it’s not like the guy hasn’t heard me getting laid before. But obviously the last thing Jill or I would want to do is risk making him feel uncomfortable. And yeah, I know what you’re thinking: A little noise through the wall, courtesy of my wife, might have helped him get to sleep. But at the moment I wasn’t even thinking about that. All I wanted to do was fuck.

I lay down near the edge of the bed and started to help Jill get off. With my mouth and my fingers I brought her to another orgasm, her fifth, she told me later. I continued to devour her all the way through it, until she gently pushed my face away from her.

“It’s your turn,” she said, and pulled me up to her so we could share a kiss. I was inside her in an instant, thrusting ever so slowly so as not to nudge the headboard against the wall, a dead giveaway if there ever was one. I maneuvered her onto her side and continued thrusting, aware that the mattress was squeaking ever so slightly.

I leaned over to kiss Jill’s shoulder, the only part of her that I could easily reach. She moved her head toward me, trying in vain to touch my tongue with her own before her head fell back onto the bed. Still thrusting, the sounds of the mattress weren’t loud as we were still moving slowly, but we were aware of them, moreso because the house was quiet. After a few moments, Jill asked if I wanted to move to the floor. Although I was beyond caring who heard us, I agreed.

We took advantage of this brief pause in the action to switch to doggy style once we were on the floor. I should point out that we both love doggy style. While we enjoy every position we can manage, Jill and I both agree that there’s something inherently naughty about any position where you don’t face each other. Plus, I really enjoy the view of her ass and her bare back. There’s nothing not to like about doggy style, is there?

The only drawback that I can even think of is that I don’t always come while we’re doing doggy style. Jill arches her back pretty high, and when I kneel behind her it’s harder for us to line up correctly, so I tend to squat or crouch behind her instead. This way I’m taller, and can actually get my cock inside of her. However, crouching or squatting for long periods of time tires my legs out. Well, last night as I was crouching behind her, deep inside of her, I became aware of the fact that she was only bracing herself against the floor with one hand, as the other was working on her clit. The realization of what she was doing was all I needed. I pulled out, and Jill whipped around, taking me into her mouth and finishing me off.

We took a shower and got back into bed. As we lay there, I asked Jill what she would have done if the door had opened while we were in the middle of it, perhaps if our guest had heard noises and decided to investigate. I like asking questions like these, especially during afterglow. Sometimes she’ll come up with a very raunchy scenario involving the sort of things she’d never do in real life. This time, however, she said, “I guess we’d put on a show.”

-Jack