My wife’s best friend is divorced. I drive to her home for sex. Never telling my wife where I am going.
We had an experience at Christmas. We were at a party in this friend’s home. Her house is large. Her lounge is great for dancing at parties. It also has an area that is ideal for taking a rest. The lounge narrows at one end. At parties this area is left dark. It has two wooden dining chairs in the dark area. They are there for anyone who wants to rest.
I don’t dance. My wife loves to dance. In the early hours of the morning, I sit on one of the chairs to rest. I think I am the only one to use one of the chairs. My wife’s friend always likes to sit on my knee or my lap. She does it when we go to dances. She does it when we are in the pub. In fact any chance she gets she likes to sit on my knee. Our friends and my wife are used to her doing it. They treat it as a joke, knowing that I never respond to her.
I wanted it to stop. When I was resting on one of the chairs, I saw her coming towards me. I decided that I wanted to teach her a lesson once and for all. I sat with my knees together. She would have to sit with her legs astride me. She sat on me. She was facing me close up to me. When she was pushing her boobs into my face, I thought this is it. I opened my legs wide, forcing her legs to open. I put my hand under her dress, rubbing her pussy through her panties. She was letting me do it. I pulled her panties to the side, sliding my fingers into her wet pussy. I was feeling her and I could see she was enjoying it. I was pushing my fingers into her, finger fucking her. Then I was rubbing her pussy. She was quietly moaning. She leaned forward to kiss me and whisper in my ear. If you don’t stop everyone will hear me and know what you are doing.
When I stopped she whispered to me, this is not over. I forgot about what she said. In July she was offered the loan of a touring caravan. She asked me if I would fit a tow bar to her car. My wife told her that I would do it. They arranged for a Saturday when I would fit it. I arrived in the morning and let her know I was there. She invited me in for a coffee. While I was drinking it we sat and talked. She was still wearing her nightdress and dressing gown.
I backed her car half into her garage. My idea being that if it rained, as it often does in England, I would be dry. She brought me a coffee and asked how much longer it would take. I told her I was not sure. She came out later asking me how long it would be and would I like a coffee. I told her it would only be about 15 minutes. She said it was just enough time for her to have a shower and get dressed. I was finishing when she brought me a coffee. She had showered and changed into a light summer dress. She put the coffee at the side of the wheel when she was crouching. I slid out from under the car, taking my rubber gloves off. My face was directly under her. I was looking up her dress. She was not wearing panties. I could see her nice hairy pussy.
When I had taken my gloves off, I reached up to touch her pussy. She was unfastening the zip on my jeans. She was getting my cock out. She asked me if I wanted to go inside. I walked into the house with my cock hanging out of my jeans. Inside she led me up to the bedroom. When we were both naked and laying on the bed, she said, at Christmas I told you it was not finished. Now I can finish it. We had sex. Now I visit her for sex.
