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Back in about 2015 before I lost my wife Sue to ovarian cancer here is another encounter from the many we’ve had both together and alone hope you enjoy.
It began like many other Saturday nights before it. My late wife and I got together with Josie and Tony every couple of weeks, sometimes at our place, sometimes at theirs. This particular evening we were at their place and had planned to spend the night to avoid having to drive home after a night of drinking. This happened quite often. Josie and my wife Sue had been best friends for around 4 or 5 years, and she and her husband were one of the few couples we socialised with.
After spending so many years focused on family and careers, our circle of friends had become very small, and it was nice to have another couple that we enjoyed spending time with. Whether it was a BBQ at our place, a hot tub party at their place, or just talking or playing cards on a Saturday night while putting the world to rights, it was nice having a bit of a social life again. Sue and I had been married for 16 years at this point when all this happened. At 38 years old, we enjoy many of the same things, have a likeminded dark sense of humour, and have an active life. All in all, we have a pretty great life together. Josie and Tony’s marriage has a completely different dynamic. They don’t show a lot of affection and argue quite frequently. After several drinks, Josie will frequently belittle her husband, which sometimes resulted in our evenings ending early due to some sort of fight breaking out between them.
Tony was generally quiet and reserved, whereas she was much more outgoing and opinionated. An odd couple, I always thought, but they’d somehow made it work. After several drinks Tony would eventually begin to stand up for himself, issuing jabs of his own at his wife. On more than one occasion he would complain about how infrequently she had with him stating he was just like a lodger in his own house. He gave the impression that she purposely withheld from him, for some reason. Hearing him moan about it made him sound desperate, but I felt bad for him and their situation. His complaints would typically piss off his wife, and hence often became the downfall of what had been a good night up to that point.
Despite feeling sorry for him, I also considered maybe that was what worked for them. Maybe he secretly enjoyed being submissive to her dominant personality. Or maybe she had genuinely just become bored with their life like many married couples eventually do. On the other hand, when they did have , he took the opportunity to gloat excessively about how incredible it was. I thought, if I was only getting it a couple of times per month, I’d probably think it was amazing too, but I didn’t say anything. However his bragging about it did pique my curiosity, and I sometimes found myself imagining just how naughty and dominant Josie might be in the bedroom.
Her appeal was undeniable. She was a 5’4″ dirty blonde, with nice breasts, which she seemed to make every effort not to conceal. Who could blame her: if you’ve got it, flaunt it. After a few drinks, Josie would often flirt with me, which I always assumed was just another way for her to torment Tony. It never struck me as genuine interest on her part, simply being drunk and trying to piss off her husband. I had never considered anything happening between us, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the attention. This Saturday night was like any other. We were all feeling pretty good, particularly the girls. That was nothing new. They rarely made efforts to pace themselves when it came to their alcohol consumption, so things could get pretty messy some nights. This particular night appeared to be headed in that direction.
After several drinks, Josie was flirting with me in her typical way. At first, just subtle things like taking my side during some trivial debate we would all be having or laughing a little too hard at some of my clever but sarcastic observations. Sue didn’t seem to pick up on it, or if she did, just brushed it off. Tony on the other hand seemed bothered by it, so I tried to act as if I didn’t realise she was flirting. Eventually, he grew more frustrated and by midnight he announced he was going to bed. Josie splashed a bit of fuel on the fire with a comment about him being a downer. With that, he glared at her before storming off to bed.
Things were awkward at that point. After realising the vibe of the evening had taken a turn for the worst and there was no chance of recovering, Sue was embarrassed and said “Ok, I think it’s time to go to bed. I’m hammered and I’m exhausted.” Her words were slurred, but I caught her drift. Josie pleaded for us not to go, saying she was still having fun. I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders and said sorry, as I was led off to their guest room. I wasn’t going to argue with getting pulled to the bedroom. Sue had been teasing me under the table throughout the night touching my crotch, so by this time I was pretty worked up. Josie gave us an obnoxious “BOOO!” As we left. I figured she was probably more ready for bed than she realised and looked just as wasted as Sue did.
The guest room was just two doors down from Josie and Tony’s bedroom but on the opposite side of the hall. The bathroom sat between the two bedrooms. Sue and I retired to our room and closed the door, stripping down to our underwear before falling into bed. I could feel my dick pushing hard against my boxers in anticipation. Given just the right amount of alcohol, Sue could be pretty uninhibited in bed, and I was hoping she had reached that point. Sue lay on her back with her hands covering her face. “Oh god, the room is spinning,” she groaned. I turned toward her, putting my hand on one of her breasts, a lame attempt at foreplay. I figured given our drunken state, we could probably skip the romance and just fuck. “I don’t think I can, hun,” she groaned. “I think it would make me sick. I shouldn’t have drunk so much, sorry. Maybe after the room stops spinning.” She glanced around the room, searching for something to use in case she were to get sick.
Shit. Guess she overshot that perfect amount of alcohol I had hoped for. No one looks for a bin when they’re feeling horny. Disappointed, I laid there on my back with my hand on my dick. I waited for it to soften so that I could just go to sleep, but the longer I laid there the more frustrated I became. As Sue started to snore next to me. Finally, I thought fuck it, one way or another, I needed some relief. I crawled out of bed as quietly as I could, not wanting to disturb Sue who was passed out by this point. I figured I would quickly head to the bathroom and take care of business myself. I slowly turned the doorknob trying not to wake anyone. The hinges made a creaking sound, and I froze. I didn’t hear anyone stir, so I stepped into the hall and left our bedroom door open just a crack, hoping to be quieter upon my return. I softly walked the few steps to the bathroom. I noticed Josie and Tony’s bedroom door open about a foot, and I wondered how they could just fight like that and still go back to normal the next day. Maybe they enjoyed the makeup , I thought.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door quietly behind me. I looked around trying to decide where to sit for this pathetic wank toilet seat or side of the tub? I decided on the side of the tub and quietly slid the shower curtain back. I caught the scent of what must have been the shower gel or shampoo that Josie used. It smelled fantastic. I dropped my boxers and kicked them away, thinking that that wonderful smell wouldn’t hurt my efforts. I took my cock in my hand and gave it a couple of soft strokes to prime the pump so to speak. Thinking of Sue I started to stroke with more purpose now. Suddenly I heard a faint knock on the door. I froze, not knowing if I should respond but then I heard the door handle try to turn. I had locked it but still felt certain that it might somehow open. “Who is it?” I asked, startled. “It’s me. Let me in,” Came the faint whisper outside the door.
Great, I thought, Sue is going to be sick. So much for finding a quiet place to jerk off. I pulled my boxers back on and crossed to open the door, my hard cock jutting out the front of my underwear. I turned the knob softly and pulled it open, stepping back to let her in. Instead of my wife, Josie stepped through the door and quickly closed it behind her. I instinctively took several steps backward in shock, before banging into the wall behind me. She locked the door and turned to face me, smiling slyly. “Whoa, whoa, what are you doing, Josie?” I asked with panic in my voice.
She was wearing a white silk dressing gown that stopped just above her knees. The top folds were opened wide enough to leave little to the imagination. “What am I doing?” She asked playfully, and just a little too loud. “More like what are YOU doing? Hope you weren’t in here playing with yourself” I saw her eyes glance down at my boxers. I looked down and saw my rockhard cock pushing to escape through the buttons. My face turned bright red and I reached to cover it with both hands before, Now I really felt embarrassed. Josie giggled again. In her drunken state, she didn’t seem to realise (or care) how loud she was.”Shhhhhh!” I said, my eyes wide. Then repeated: “What the fuck are you doing in here?”
Josie reached down and lazily untied the silk belt around her waist. “You let me in, silly!” She said with a big grin, still looking down at my hand unsuccessfully trying to hide my cock. Her bathrobe spilled open, revealing her breasts. They were big of course, that hadn’t been a mystery. But seeing them in their full glory, I was pleasantly surprised by how much firmer they were than I had imagined. Considering their size, I suspected they must sag, at least slightly. I mean, you can’t fight gravity. But incredibly they looked like those of a twentysomething!
I suddenly realised I was staring at them and nervously tried to avert my eyes downward, only to find myself now looking directly at her carefully trimmed pussy. My cock twitched in my hand sending a small spasm through my body. “Oh, do you like what you see, Martin?” She teased. My heart was racing. I took a couple of steps and tried to reach around her for the door handle. Josie stepped toward me at the same time, blocking my path, and pressing her breasts up against my chest. “Come on Martin, how come you’re so hard?” She cooed. “Sue didn’t give you what you needed?” She shrugged her robe from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. I took a step back, trying to create some distance between us, only to drop my gaze and once again find myself staring at her body. Jesus, those breasts were amazing! “Well I don’t know about you,” she continued. “But I can’t get to sleep until I get laid, and Tony is useless when he’s drunk. So I was lying there, just about to do a little selfdiscovery of my own, when I heard you come in here. I thought it must be fate since I had been thinking about you when I was touching myself. Were you thinking about me when you were touching yourself, Martin? I think you WERE thinking of me, weren’t you Martin?” She said in a sultry voice, taking a step toward me. I took another step backward, my shoulders hitting the wall behind me with a thud. Oh shit! I thought, listening to hear if I’d woken anyone. Josie pressed her breasts hard into my chest, as she slid her hand down the front of my boxers. I instinctively let go of my cock, and she immediately took over, wrapping her hand around it.
Her face was just inches from mine now and I could smell the alcohol on her breath. I took a deep breath as she squeezed my shaft. “Josie, stop, we can’t do this! They are going to wake up! You’ve got to stop, please!” She looked at me with a puzzled look. “But you don’t FEEL like you want me to stop.” Then in one fluid motion, she dropped to her knees and pulled my boxers to the floor. I bent to reach for them, almost smashing my face into the top of her head. My nose was buried in her hair, and I instinctively inhaled. Her smell was intoxicating, and I felt my cock throb. I stood back up, letting out a groan. “Ohh, see Martin, it wants me!”
I thought to myself “Fuck, why is she being so loud?” “Josie seriously, you’ve got to be quiet!” I hissed. She tilted her head up and locked eyes with mine and smiled. My god, what a view! That y face looking up at me, and those beautiful tits pressing against my thighs. “How are you going to keep me quiet, Martin? Are you going to stuff something in my mouth to keep me quiet?” With that, she grabbed my cock, and wrapped her lips around the head. My hips jerked forward instinctively, pushing deeper into her mouth. My god, it felt incredible! I felt her tongue slowly swirl around my shaft. She continued to look up at me as she slid her mouth deeper over my cock until finally my balls touched the front of her chin. Then she slowly pulled back, taking me almost all the way out of her mouth, before sliding back over it again. She continued like this for well over a minute, the entire time doing something with her tongue that had my head spinning.
I wondered how long I was going to be able to last with her doing this. Suddenly I snapped back to reality. “Josie, please stop!” Even I doubted the conviction in my voice that time. Finally, she slid her mouth off of my shaft before sliding her hands under her enormous breasts and bouncing them up and down around my cock. “I saw you peeking at these all night, Martin. You’re a naughty, naughty boy. What would Sue say if she caught you looking at her best friend’s tits?” Then she spread them slightly and leaned forward, again letting my cock slide between them. She lifted them up and down, and suddenly I was my wife’s best friend’s tits! This was insane, I had to put a stop to it. But as I watched my cock squeeze between her tits as they slid up and down my shaft, I felt mesmerised.
Josie finally stopped, putting one hand on the counter top where the wash basin was and the other on the side of the tub, before standing up. “Josie, you’ve got to stop.” Before I could finish, she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and pressed her lips hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, as her tongue fought to slip through my lips. I could feel her breasts pressing hard against my chest, and I finally relented, letting her tongue slide deep into my mouth. I met it with my own, and we kissed like we were trying to devour each other. She pressed her hips tight against me, grinding her pussy against my right thigh. I could feel the warm wetness on my leg. Finally breaking our kiss, she placed both hands on the countertop and hoisted herself to sit on the edge of the sink. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me tight against her. I realised my hands were on her hips and without thinking, I slid them down and grabbed two handfuls of her plump ass.
Josie leaned back, her hands on the counter to either side of her, and gave me her iest pout. “Look how wet you’ve got me, Martin.” I looked down and saw her pussy was glistening now. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me close, the length of my shaft pressing firmly against her moist hole. “Mmmmmm, that feels good. Now slide it in and fuck me.” This she said far too loudly and my eyes shot toward the door. “Jesus Christ, Josie! You’ve got to be quiet, they’re going to hear us!” I hissed, panicstricken. Just then I heard a noise outside the door. Oh fuck, I thought. I froze, listening intently and praying Josie wouldn’t make any more noise. There was no sound for several seconds and then finally came a light tap on the door.
“Josie, are you in there?” Fuck, my heart sank it was Tony! I looked at Josie, my eyes wide. Josie’s expression didn’t change, that sly grin still planted on her face. She continued to look at me with that y smile, and this time she whispered. “Put it in, or I’ll tell him to come in.” She wouldn’t, I thought. Tony knocked again. I continued to look her in the eyes, shaking my head slowly, hoping to call her bluff. But she simply raised an eyebrow at me, pointed at my cock and then at her pussy and waited. God damn it! I didn’t see a way out of it. If either Tony or my wife caught us in here, there was no way I would be able to talk my way out of it. Even if I were able to convince them she initiated it, it was unlikely they would believe I gave much resistance.
I reached down and grabbed my shaft, and put the head of it against her wet lips. I looked up and locked eyes with her again as if giving her one last chance to call this off. Suddenly she gave me a quick wink, then with her legs still wrapped around my waist roughly yanked me toward her. I jerked forward, my cock plunging deep inside Josie’s soaked pussy. She let out a loud gasp and her head flung back, her tits pushing forward. Oh, fuck! I thought.
“Josie? Are you ok?” This time Tony’s voice was firmer and he sounded concerned. He knocked on the door for a third time, harder this time. Shit, I thought, he’s going to break down the door and find me balls deep in his wife! This was bad, this was really, really bad. Then Josie finally responded. “Not feeling well honey. I’m being sick heads in the toilet bowl. Go back to bed, I’m feeling like I’m going to barf, Don’t worry, I will come soon.” It was silent for several seconds, then he responded. “Are you sure?” He asked. She began to glide her hips back and forth toward me, and my cock began to pump inside her. Josie let out another loud moan. This one seemed to go on for several seconds. What the fuck, was she crazy? “Yea baby, I’ll be feeling much better soon, don’t worry I’m just here over the toilet.” She gave me a wink. My heart was pounding as I waited to hear Tony leave. Finally, he responded: “Ok,” And I heard him walk away.
I looked back at Josie incredulously. She simply smiled and said “Now get me!” I saw no way out of this, I needed to just finish it as quickly as possible and hope for the best afterward. I grabbed her by the hips and began to pump my cock in and out of her pussy. My god, she felt incredible.
I began to thrust harder and faster, as Josie put her hands behind my head and held it tightly. She began to grunt with every thrust. “Shhhhh!” I pleaded, but she continued to ignore me. Suddenly, she placed her hands against my shoulders and shoved me backward. My cock slid out of her with a wet popping sound, and I almost fell into the toilet behind me. “What the fuck?” I hissed.
Josie slid off the countertop and whirled around to face the sink, her back now to me. As she leaned forward, her arms and breasts resting on the countertop, she looked over her shoulder at me and said “Come on, you’re not done me yet.” I suddenly felt the overwhelming desire to be back inside of her. I grabbed her hips and roughly shoved my cock back between her dripping slit. “Oohhh, fuck yeah!” She cried out. Goddammit, I thought, she’s going to get us caught. She’s way too drunk to keep quiet. But I went back to hammering my cock into her, feeling exhilarated now by the dangerous encounter.
Despite being caught up in the euphoria, thoughts of Sue sleeping right next door while I fucked her best friend silly, started to hit me. This wasn’t my fault though, I reasoned, I didn’t start this. “Oh yea baby, just like that, fuck me good!” I could tell she was trying to be quieter, but I was still sure someone was going to catch us. I kept glancing toward the door, waiting for it to be kicked open, by either Tony or Sue. But it didn’t happen and now I could feel myself getting closer. Josie arched her back, and I instinctively reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair. I yanked it backward and continued slamming into her. She let out a sharp cry of pain. It suddenly dawned on me that we were both facing directly into the mirror over the sink. As I continued to pound away, I watched Josie’s face scrunch up in an erotic mix of pain and pleasure. I could see her huge tits swaying and bouncing across the countertop as I repeatedly slammed into her. I had never seen anything ier in my life, and I could feel myself getting ready to explode soon.
“Oh, yea, that’s what I need, baby! Mmmmm, fuck don’t stop!” Josie moaned. I let go of her hair, and reached around her body, grabbing a breast in each of my hands. I pulled her back against me, and she turned her head to meet my kiss. My hips were now rolling into her, angling my cock deep inside her with every sway. We kissed hard, our tongues seeming to savour the taste of someone new. I pinched her nipples harder than I should have, and she let out a cry. I eased my grip, wondering if someone heard her that time. She turned back to face the mirror, resting on her elbows, and our eyes met in the reflection. “Tell me you’re going to picture this in your head the next time you’re your wife,” she said. I didn’t respond but continued to slam into her. “Say it, Martin. Tell me the next time you’re behind your wife pounding her boring pussy, you’re going to remember seeing me like this. Seeing my tits bouncing and my pussy cumming all over your cock.” Although I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction, she was almost certainly right. I knew I would never get this image out of my head. “Fuck,” I said, breathing hard now.
Suddenly she reached one of her hands between her legs and grabbed my balls and started to massage them. A shot of pain ran through me, but I didn’t let up. “Oh fuck baby, I’m gonna cum!” Josie said, trying to jerk her hips harder against me. That sounded way too loud, but I kept her, eager to make her orgasm. I pinched her nipples as I continued driving my cock deep into her soaking wet pussy and finally pushed her over the edge. “Oh god, here it comes, I’m cumming, Martin! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” She cried out. Letting go of one of her breasts, I wrapped my hand over her mouth, trying to suppress the wail coming from deep inside of her. She let out a long muffled groan through my hand as she came all over my cock, her body spasming and convulsing violently. I could feel her walls contracting hard over my shaft.
Seeing the obscene look of sheer lust and pleasure on Josie’s face as she orgasmed suddenly sent me over the edge. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, Josie,” I grunted in her ear. She flung her head back to look at me. “Don’t you dare pull out. I want every drop of that cum in me, or I’m going to tell Tony,” She threatened This only fuelled my eruption, and I exploded inside Josie’s pussy. Stream after stream of hot cum shot into her, as my hips spasmed uncontrollably. “Oh god yessssss!” She hissed. I finally finished and leaned my body forward to rest on Josie’s back. “Mmmmmmmm you dirty bastard” she purred. We stayed that way for several moments as I waited for my cock to soften and slide out on its own. When it finally did, I took a deep breath and tried to process what had just happened.
Josie reached down and grabbed her robe, wrapping it back around herself. I was suddenly hit with the unmistakable smell of our ual romp. I looked down to see my cock glistening with a mixture of both of our cum. As I glanced at the sink, Josie put her hand on the door handle. “Ah, ah, ah,” she said with a devilish smile, “No washing, Martin. I want you to smell me all night as you dream about me again.” This girl has some serious issues, I thought. But then I had just stuck my dick in crazy! I was terrified the smell of her pussy was strong enough that Sue would surely smell it. What would I say? But I didn’t seem to have a choice, as I watched Josie slowly turn the doorknob. “What about you?” I whispered, remembering I had just filled her with a huge load of cum. “Me? Well, Tony was begging for me to let him go down on me earlier. Maybe I’ll wake him up and give him his wish!” She said with a wink.
And with that, she opened the door, and without bothering to scan the hallway for anyone who may be out there, she calmly turned the corner and walked to her room. I stood there for several minutes, thinking if we spaced our exit times from the bathroom, it might lessen suspicions if someone were to hear us. When I finally tiptoed to the door and stepped into the hallway, I couldn’t help but glance toward the master bedroom. I froze. The door was open wide, and I could see Josie naked and straddling Tony’s face, her hands gripping the headboard. I could hear her moans as he presumably ate her out.
“Oh fuck yea, baby. Don’t stop, keep licking, right there. Do I feel wet?” I continued to stand there, stunned. “Oh god, I’m getting close,” She wailed, no longer concerned with suppressing her cries of pleasure. As if sensing my spying, Josie turned her head to meet my gaze. Seemingly encouraged by my leering, she began to moan and groan more brazenly, her hips grinding hard against her Tony’s face. “Oh, I’m gonna cum,” she groaned. I stood mesmerised by the scene, as her body began to spasm and convulse yet again. “Oh god, baby, that’s it. Lick it all up. Get every drop, baby!” She instructed her husband, her voice hoarse and y.
I could feel my cock begin to stiffen again. When her orgasm finally subsided, she gave me a y smile and blew me a kiss. I turned quickly and shuffled back to the guest room. I slowly pushed the door open and heard it creak once again. Fuck! I tried not to move or breathe, but I heard Sue shuffle on the bed, letting out a quiet groan. She turned on her back and looked at me in the doorway, squinting her eyes. “Baby, is that you? Where were you?” She asked. “Just needed to go to the bathroom,” I said, my heart racing as I wondered if she had heard anything. “I think I’m ready for a little playtime now,” she said with a sultry smile.
Oh god, I thought. I inhaled discreetly trying to test the smell. There was no mistaking the odour of . My heart pounding, I crossed the room quickly, grabbed Sue by the legs, and yanked her to the edge of the bed, before flipping her over. She let out a loud gasp of surprise at my aggression. I reached forward and shoved her face down into the mattress, and I suddenly felt myself raging hard again. I grabbed my cock with one hand and one of her ass cheeks with the other. My shaft still looked very wet from being inside Josie. I pressed the head of it against Sue’s slit and thrust it into her. “AAAAHH!” She cried out.
I didn’t care how loud she was. Without hesitation, I began ruthlessly slamming in and out of Sue’s pussy. Having skipped any hint of foreplay, I expected some resistance from lack of lubrication. Yet I was gliding in and out easily, and I realised that either Sue had already been very wet from arousal or the mix of mine and Josie’s cum already on my cock was all the lubricant needed. Sue buried her face in the pillow, trying to muffle the sharp cries being forced out of her with every violent thrust of my cock against her. She lifted her head slightly from the pillow and tried looking back at me. “Slow down! It’s too hard, I can’t keep quiet! They are going to hear me!” Sue pleaded.
But I no longer cared who heard us. I thought perhaps I even hoped Josie could hear us, though I wasn’t quite sure why. Sue buried her face in the pillow again and continued to try to stifle her cries of pleasure. As I slammed into my wife over and over again, I closed my eyes, trying to push out the picture suddenly flooding my mind. But it was no use. Just as Josie had predicted, I found myself picturing that euphoric look on her face in the mirror as she orgasmed. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum, baby,” I yelled out. As I prepared to fill my second pussy of the night, Sue suddenly put her hands on the edge of the mattress and shoved her hips back. I stumbled backward a step, as she whirled and dropped to her knees. She grabbed my throbbing cock and began to jerk furiously, flicking the head with her tongue as she went. I felt a surge of panic. Was she going to taste Josie on my cock or would it be camouflaged with the smell of her own fluids? Would she notice? My head reeled but it was far too late to stop and I felt a jolt go through my cock and balls. “Oh fuck, here I go!” I grunted.
Just then, Sue grabbed my hips and took the full length of my cock deep into her mouth, bobbing back and forth. I came hard and felt Sue’s hand grab my balls and squeeze lightly. I looked up to the ceiling and let out a loud groan as my hips spasmed against my wife’s face. After several seconds, Sue finally slid her mouth slowly off of my cock. She stayed there on her knees for several seconds staring at my dick. My heart was pounding, as I held my breath in fear of what had given her pause. Then she looked up at me and swallowed hard. She got to her feet and grabbed my face with both hands, kissing me deeply, her tongue swirling in my mouth. I could taste the salty mixture and was sure that somewhere in there I could taste Josie.
Just then, Sue broke our kiss and she looked at me with a smile. “How good do you taste? I love your cum?” She giggled. We crawled into bed and cuddled close together, my arm wrapped tightly around her. Before long, I could tell she was asleep. I laid there for what seemed like an hour, replaying everything that had happened. Finally, my exhaustion won out, and I fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, we awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking. When we came into the kitchen, Tony was whistling away as he mixed up scrambled eggs, while bacon sizzled in a frying pan on the stove. He seemed to be in a great mood. Josie was sitting at the table. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was obviously still on from the previous night. She looked hungover, like she could use another few hours of sleep, yet incredibly y in a slutty way.
We had our breakfast, making small talk as we ate. Finally, with his head down and a smile on his face, I heard Tony say “So, you guys sounded like you were enjoying yourselves last night.” My heart stopped. I glanced sideways in Josie’s direction but if she was worried he had heard our bathroom session, she certainly didn’t show it. “Sorry about that,” Sue spoke up, her face turning red. “My husband came to bed a bit worked up, it seems.” She smiled sheepishly, sliding her hand onto my lap. A wide grin spread across Josie’s face, as she took a sip of her coffee. Sue glanced her way. “What, I can’t help it if he was horny?” Sue said with a grin. “Gotta keep my man satisfied.” I continued to eat my breakfast, my head down and full of guilt and shame. “Yea, Sue, that is quite a bull you’ve got there,” she said.
I looked up at her and she smiled and gave me a wink. After breakfast, we said our goodbyes and drove home. I went straight to the shower when we got there, eager to wash away the sticky remains covering my body. Afterward, I climbed into bed to try to get a few more hours of sleep, but found myself tossing and turning, unable to shake the memories from the previous night. Since that night, nothing like that has ever happened again. We continue to visit Josie and Tony, though maybe not as often as we used to. I try to stick with just one or two drinks, ensuring that I am always ok to drive us back home at the end of the night. Josie still flirts with me, but we’ve never crossed that line again, though I suspect she would if given the chance. Otherwise, very little has changed. Josie and Sue continued to be close friends, and we all still get along really well. If I’ve noticed any change, it’s been with Tony. He seems more content lately, and I get the impression he and Josie are having more often than they used to.
And I anticipate things will eventually get back to the way they were before, with us spending the night at one another’s houses after a night of drinking more than we should. I will just need to be careful to not let anything like that happen again. I still picture that night in my mind, watching the pleasure on Josie’s face in their bathroom mirror as I fucked her from behind. The image is vivid, and the recurring memory continues to make me hard as a rock. I feel a bit less guilty each day. It happened to me, Sue and I have had several other meetings with different People, and there is nothing I can do to change it. I don’t see there being any winners by either of us coming clean about what happened. We continued to be friends with Josie and Tony, enjoying drinks and laughs.
