Friendly Housewife

I was getting ready to go to my best friend Nicole’s house, since she had called me in to take care of her sick husband while she had to work today. Nicole was a very nice and naïve woman. We have been friends for years now, and she has never imagined that I am fucking her husband. And he enjoys it quite a bit; he’s always telling me how my pussy juices taste better than Nicole’s and how my ass is more pleasurable to fuck. I was single, so there was no guilt.

I was ready to fuck Nicole’s husband, Arnold, all around the house. Sick or not. That man was shameless while fucking me, liking the trashiest positions and basically doing everything his wife did not let him do to her. I did not see it as something bad, in fact, I was doing a favor to that man, and maybe to Nicole too. Or maybe not. I may be absorbing all his sex drive, leaving none for when Nicole wants to fuck him.

Which was rare, actually. Arnold would usually complain about how Nicole was always too busy for him. In some aspects, Arnold was like the forgotten wife and I was his secret lover. It was fun. I gained pleasure in knowing that man was having so much fun with my body. It’s not like I did not have any other lovers, anyway, but Arnold was simply a better fuck.

Once, during a trip to Hawaii which I was actually invited to, while the silly Nicole was out in a guided tour through the island, Arnold fucked me in their hotel room, on the same bed he fucked her on later. I still get wet thinking about how he parted my legs open and thrusted himself into me, stretching my vagina with his large pecker. He fucked me furiously, making me gush over and over again.

When Nicole came back to the room, we had told her that we spilt some juice over the bed and had to change the sheets. She believed the whole story, and then proceed to show us pictures of her trip. Whenever we had a chance to be alone, we fucked behind Nicole’s back, each time becoming nastier and nastier. Arnold was a nasty man, too bad Nicole did not make full use of him.

I had to break free from my imagination, because I was getting myself wet already. I put on red lingerie with black accents, which was semi see-through. I know he liked fine underwear. I put on my black miniskirt, and a white buttoned shirt that I tucked into my skirt, making a slutty secretary look.

I put my voluminous, wavy black hair behind my back and proceed to do my makeup. Plump red lips and winged eyebrows finished my look, and I put on glasses that were just props, to have a bit more of the secretary look. I knew Arnold was going to like it. He always liked to have a little role play with me, I think it aroused him.

I put on my 6 inch black heels, fit for a raunchy prostitute. These were the only that seemed out of place with my ensemble, but I wanted to look a bit raunchy as well. My bra held my boobs up, and the shirt was buttoned up to the right height. After brushing my hair a little, I made my way out and into my car, to drive to my best friend’s house.

On my drive there, I played smooth romantic Jazz music in my car. I was really into music and liked to listen a wide variety of genres and musicians. When I was not plotting something, I liked to listen to music in my car. It’s the only thing I liked a bit more than sex. I was driving slowly to enjoy the music on my way to Nicole’s house.

Even if I drove slowly, I got there faster than I thought I would. I parked in front of the house, and while walking to the porch, Nicole opened the front door and walked outside. “Hello, Sam! I’m so glad you came!” She said, then kissed me on the cheek. “Anytime. We’re friends!” I said, then walked into her spacious home. Inside, Arnold was sitting on the couch watching a soccer match on TV.

“My husband has caught a slight cold, and I have to go to work today, it’s an important day” said Nicole, putting some stuff into her purse. “I have to leave now. There is enough food in the kitchen, and the medicine is in the drawer. I’ll be back around 8 P.M” she added. “Of course Nicole, do not worry. I will be a good baby sitter to your husband” I said, finishing with a laugh. She laughed too.

“That is good to hear! Take care of yourself too, Sam. And thanks again for the help.” She said, then gave a kiss to Arnold. “Good bye Honey, get better!” she said, then left. Nicole was like a little ray of light. I looked at Arnold in the eyes, and we both smiled. When I made sure Nicole had left in her car, I approached Arnold to where he was sitting then sat on his lap.

Arnold’s point of view

When Sam sat on my lap, I was already hard. I let her feel my cock as she sat down. “Let’s see, are you sick for real or is this a lie?” she asked, teasing her hair and moving her leg over my boner. “I am sick indeed, but not that sick. I suggested to Nicole to call you, just to be safe.” I said, grabbing her tit. “You look beautiful today” I added.

“Thanks. This is so flattering, both your comment and the fact that you suggested calling me” She said, then stood up. “I will take good care of you, do not worry.” She said, then stood up and made way into the kitchen. I followed behind her, slow enough to see her big butt bounce from side to side as she strutted into my kitchen.

“I am going to make a bit of coffee” She said, then started to coffee maker and sat down on a stool to read a magazine. She eyed me quickly, then slowly spread her legs. I knelt down and stood in front of her legs, which laid open before me. I put my hand under her skirt, making way to her pussy. I was surprised to find she was already wet.

“It’s been a while since we last fucked” she said, unbuttoning her shirt. “Indeed” I said, as I slid my finger into her warm pussy. I fingered her right there, then she opened her skirt for me to remove it. I did it, then dove my face onto her pussy, making her gush over me as I ate her. I undid my pants while I licked her juicy pussy, then stood up.

“Maybe you’ve missed me and did not tell me?” I said, then kissed her on the neck and sat her on the counter. I grabbed my cock then put it in her pussy, her legs spread open over the counter. “It’s so big” she said as I plunged into her. I began to fuck her on the counter, then held her up and fucked her midair. I sat her down on a nearby couch, then laid over her as I fucked her.

She was pulling my hair and moaning loudly as I rammed her pussy, which kept getting wetter and wetter. I pulled out so she could suck on it, and she diligently did so while kneeling in front of me. She deep throated it with her plump lips, sliding her tongue all over it, filling it with sticky saliva.

After a bit, she stood up, hand on my cock, then inserted it herself onto her pussy while lying on the couch. I fucked her good for a few more minutes, each thrust getting harder, until I felt like coming. “I’m going to come” I said, then pulled out and she pulled me onto the couch, then stood up. She held both her boobs around my dick and started to jerk me off with them, making me come in moments.

Her boobs were splashed with my semen, and she licked it off her them. They were big enough for her to lick them with ease. I laid my head down, painting, then was woken up by the sound of the coffee maker. “Just in time!” She said, then stood up and ran to the coffee machine. “Do you want some coffee?” she asked, to which I replied sure thing.

She walked over me with a cup of expresso, then sat beside me to drink it. “I’d like you to recharge with this. I am going to have you fucking me all day so you regain your energies; I missed it” she said, then took a big sip. I was into a big afternoon, after all.