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A Friend's Wife
A Friend's Wife
I remember the first time I saw them together. They acted, and looked, more like brother and sister than man and wife. Someone saw me looking and explained the relationship.
He turned out to be a nice guy, which gave me two reasons not to pursue her. The other reason was that he was a deputy sheriff.
One evening they invited me over for dinner. He was called in unexpectedly, and I was already on the way. So she and I sat and talked. For hours.
Eventually she asked if I would like a backrub. I was actually a little innocent and said "Sure" without really thinking about it. Felt good.
I asked if I could return the favor. I have to admit, by then I wasn't thinking quite so innocently. She sat on the floor in front of the couch, where I could really work her shoulders. After a while, she quietly got up and sat on the couch. "All done?" I asked. "Hardly," she said. She had me sit wih my left leg along the back of the couch so I could get better leverage on her back as she scooted between my legs.
By then there was no ignoring the growth of a wet spot on the front of my pants. "Need something to wipe up with?" she grinned and said. Then she reached below the sofa and pulled out some lotion, and asked me to rub beneath her blouse. That lasted for 20 minutes, three days, I don't know, but she kept scooting back towards me, and I kept massaging, until I wasn't working on her back anymore.
She slowly pulled off her bra as I began to massage her breasts, groaning when I first tweaked her nipples. She leaned back and we began to kiss. Nothing tentative here - I was on fire, and she fanned the flames with her tongue.
We stayed there, with me firmly massaging her breasts, her back to me, but contorting her neck so we could continue to explore each other's mouths, until neither of us could stand it. She flipped around and reached for my zipper, then nearly ripped my pants off.
At first, her tongue tickled me. I hadn't experienced much oral then, and I was in sensory overload. Then she took me all the way in her mouth, until she was choking on me. But she stayed there, working me in a way I'd never known.
She started to run her finger lightly just under my balls. God, this was incredible. She reached back further, until her finger was running around my anus.
Then she began to bob her head up and down, deep throating me every time, and began to press her finger into my ass.
I couldn't take it anymore, and I blew my load. She stayed on me the whole time, slurping up anything that tried to escape her mouth. Then it was over. She smiled at me, saying, "You know this wasn't enough. Next time it's my turn."
Then the phone rang. Her husband was going to be coming home, and was asking if she needed anything. She smiled, wiped some cum off the side of her mouth, looked me square in the eyes, licked it off her finger, and said, "No thanks, honey. I'm good."