8 comments/ 68855 views/ 5 favorites My Buddy's Wife By: bigcarl796 I'll start by telling you a little about myself, and giving you some back ground on myself. I think it's important that you get to know me and understand me. My name is Carl; my friends call me BigC, or driver. I'm just over six feet tall and I weight 215 pounds with dark brown hair and brown eyes. I drive trailer trucks for a living. Loading and unloading them keeps me in pretty good shape. I've always loved women. Strange as it may seem, some of them even like me too. I never get enough sex. I'm one of those guys that are always horny. I can have sex three or four times a day. After I cum I stay hard and keep on going. I'm kind of like that Timex watch that takes a licking and keeps on ticking. Well, in my case, I give a licking and a dicking, and keep on humping, and a pumping. I've been like this all my life. My problem is, I'm married to one of those. Italian Catholic women that thinks sex is dirty, and only whores like sex. Good girls only have sex to make babies, and once in a while to make their husbands happy. These girls have these ideas drummed into their heads from childhood by their Mothers, Grand Mothers, and the Church. I've tried everything; I can think of to work out this problem with her. We've talked it over, and over again. I've tried everything, I've brought her candy and flowers, and I've taken her out for romantic candle light dinners. I've even taken her to see those awful girlie movies. I've brought her naughty nighties. Nothing works with her, or women like her. These ideas have been driven into their heads, and nothing is going to change them. Considering my sex drive this does not go over well with me. Needless to say, this has made my life miserable. I feel I'm only haft married. So I think its okay, for me to take care of my sexual needs, anywhere I can. My wife comes from a huge Italian family. These people always got something going on, a wedding, or a party, for something, or other. They live for this stuff, and so does my wife. This is another big problem for us. I'm an introvert, and she's an extrovert. These people just love sitting around, a table eating and bull shitting about all their important friends, and how much money they have. Of course all my wife's families are very important people, with great jobs, and lots of money. At least that's what they say! Unbelievably these people, would rather be sitting around bull shitting about themselves, then to be home fucking. I could never understand that! I'm just a truck driver, that has to work for a living, and I'm from the wrong side of town. Consequently; these people think I'm a bum, or a thug. What can I say, they don't like me? And I don't like them and I think their all full of shit. So I guess that makes us even. Not surprisingly; there have been many other very willing women in my life. These women come and go. I don't feel any guilt about having sex with them. In fact I'm very grateful for them when they come into my life. If my wife, was a real wife I wouldn't be doing these things. I guess she knows about them, but she doesn't say anything. This is the story of one of those women very special woman. Charlie and I have been friends since grammar school. I always though he was kind of strange. He's a tall, thin guy, with an easy going like able personality. All he seems to care about is fishing, drinking, and sometimes playing cards. He doesn't appear to have any interest in women, or sex, or anything else. His wife and I were high school sweet hearts. We got along great, and we still do. Her name is Annie; she has a nice body, with small perky breast, with hard nipples a nice little soft ass and lovely legs. I loved to hold her by the ass and up against me, when we made out. I guess you could say she is cute. She has light skin with dirty blonde hair, light blue eyes with very full kissable lips, and a little pointed nose. She would stand in front of me, with her feet outside of mine, and get up on her tip toes, to wrap her arms around my neck. Her body would press against mine. Then she would tilt her back head back and a little to the side wanting to be kissed. I'd cover her lips with mine, and push my tongue in her mouth. I'd run my finger tips up and down her spine, and scratch her tail bone, as I caressed her ass. I would suck on her ear lobe. Sometimes I'd get brave and sneak a feel of her breast. I'd rub my thumb over her nipple. She would gasp as I did that. I'd get so hard. That I'd squeeze her ass and pull her tighter against me. The head of my penis would brush over her bush, and slip between her soft warm thighs. The head of penis would rub against her clitoris. As I'd dry hump her. She would put her head against my chest, as her breathing got harder. I could feel little shivers going up and down her spine. I think she had mini orgasms this way. I always wanted to put my hand down the front of pants to feel and touch her vagina. I was crazy about her. I wanted to put my hand over her vagina and play with her and give her an orgasm. I didn't do it, because I was afraid her Mother was watching us, and she usually was. Annie was so ripe and ready. I knew if I could get her along. I could have her. I wanted her, so bad my cock hurt. But Annie has many problems too, she's a spoiled little rich girl, she's lazy, and kind of bossy. When she doesn't get her own way, she pouts, and nags, and is a real pain in the ass. She gets most of this from her Mother. Her Mother is the bitch from hell. She didn't like me at all. I was from the wrong side of town, and she though I was thug, or something. She was always watching me and Annie. Where ever we went, she went. Annie and I would be on the porch making out. Her Mother would come out, and sit down. I think she was protecting Annie's virginity from me. I was sure that, Annie was still a virgin, and if I broke her cherry. She would expect me too marry her. I didn't want to marry her, I wanted to be with her, to make love to her, to have sex with her, to fuck her, but I didn't want to marry her. Because I knew her Mother would make my life a living hell. The only thing I could do was end the relationship. Before I got her alone, and broke her cherry. I'm really not a bad guy. Regardless of what her Mother thinks of me. I really did like Annie, and I still do. I wouldn't do anything to hurt her. I introduced her to Charlie. I didn't think he would ever find a girl on his own. I wanted him to have someone special. l always felt that Annie was special. Annie and I had remained friends after I stopped seeing her. We always got along good together. We could talk about anything, and everything, including our sex lives. She wasn't happily married, she used to tell me. Charlie would rather fish than fuck and he's never home. She told me about their sex life. She said," He doesn't do it to me any more, but when he did it, there was nothing special about it." This surprised me, because she was so hot, when we used to make out on her front porch. She told me, "The first time he did it to me it hurt, when He stuck his thing in me. Then he pushed it, in and out of me a few times, pulled it out and squirted his stuff on my thighs and abdomen." I figured that I could have her, if I wanted too. OH How I wanted her. I wanted to teach her how good sex really is. But she was still married to my friend Charlie. I didn't want to hurt her, or cause her problems. So I didn't try to take advantage of her. My wife was out of town, for the weekend. One of her many cousins were getting married in another state. I had to work, and couldn't get the time off. In all honesty I was glad not to have to go, and to listen to their bullshit all weekend. I had gone fishing with Charlie; we were drinking, and having a good time. Then we went to his house for pizza. When we got to there, Annie was in a house coat. From what I could see, she was wearing one of those low cut white cotton nightie under it. This didn't surprise me. Annie is kind of strange. She told us that she just got out of the shower. She thinks nothing of walking around like that in front of me. Besides I like looking at her. So the way she was dressed was just fine with me. I don't think she realizes how badly I want to fuck her. I just can't help it. Like I said before, she has a nice body, and I would love to get her in bed. I was starting to feel the alcohol. The site of her was getting me hornier and harder by the minute. I hoped they wouldn't notice my boner. While the three of us were eating Charlie was still drinking pretty heavy, and he wasn't feeling any pain. I had enough. I was afraid I might make an ass, out of myself, if I kept drinking. Annie was drinking wine, and was getting a little tipsy. She was flirting with me a little. I was flirting back with her. I guess I shouldn't have been playing with her like that in front of Charlie. I just couldn't help myself. We were having a good time. I was getting hornier by the minute. I kept looking at her trying to peek inside her house coat. I couldn't stop thinking about how she felt against me, when we made out on her porch. She brushed against me as she walked into the kitchen. I could feel the warmth of her body, and smell her freshly washed body, and perfume. This made my cock even harder. I could make out the outlines of her breast, and, see the shape of her ass, under her house coat. We ended up in the living room. Charlie was in his recliner. I had flopped myself in a big easy chair with my feet up on a stool. Annie plopped on the arm of my chair with her legs across my lap. We had gotten around to talking about our sex lives. Annie was complaining about hers. She slide down onto my lap, and put her arms around my neck. Then she started breaking his balls, about his lack of sexual skills. Charlie didn't seem to care about any of this. He was drunk, and appeared to be in his own world. I was thinking what the hell is going on here. Maybe it was the alcohol. I had a boner that was, so hard it hurt. I have no idea, how they didn't notice it. Besides that Annie was sitting on my lap wiggling around, right on top of cock. She had to feel it pressing against her soft ass. I could feel the warmth of her vagina through our clothes. This was driving me crazy. I was wishing my cock would burst out of my pants and slide up into her. I didn't know how far this was going to go. But it was fun, and I wanted to get my hands on her, so bad. Annie was now in my lap, with her arms around my neck and her head on my shoulder. I knew this was wrong, but she felt so good. It was wonderful to have her in my lap, and to be holding her again. I was rubbing her back, running my finger tips up and down her spine. I remembered she liked that and it made her wiggle on my lap. She said softly under her breath," you better be careful you don't start something you won't be able to finish." I whispered into her ear," if your husband wasn't here, your the one, that would be in trouble." Charlie, she asked, "Do you mind if I have sex with Carl?" Charlie said," I don't care what you two do, Carl go ahead and fuck her; do anything you want to her. I don't care what she does, or who she does it with. I can't make her happy, and I never could. She was a mistake from the beginning. She never wanted me, and I never wanted her. I don't want her now. She's a pain in my ass." He was very drunk. He closed his eyes and passed out. I don't know how this affected Annie. But she didn't seem to care. I knew they were having problems. But it still shocked me, to hear this. However; he said I could do anything I wanted to her. We looked into each others eyes, and smiled. She closed her eyes and we kissed. Her lips felt better then I remembered. Annie got up, took me by the hand, and led me into the bedroom. She looked in my eyes, as she took my hands and placed them over her breast. As if she was giving them to me. Her nipples pressed into my palms. I looked into her eyes as I caressed her breast, and pinched her nipples. She sucked in her breath, as her eyes rolled back and closed. She stood up on her tip toes just like she used to. I let go of her breast and put my arms around her. I kissed her. Our tongues went in each others mouths first in hers, then in mine. She took her hands from behind my neck. With this dazed dreamy look in her eyes. She reached down, and rubbed the palm of her hand over my penis, and squeezed it through my pants. I gasped and sucked in my breath. While she was still looking in my eyes she pulled down my zipper, and worked her hand inside my pants and shorts and gasped, as her hand found my penis. Her hand felt warm and sweaty as she wrapped her fingers around my organ. Her warm hand felt so good on my cock. I put my hands on her ass and pulled her to me with my cock still in her hand. I forced my tongue between her lips into her mouth. I wanted to shove my penis in her, so bad. We broke off our kiss, and went over by the bed. She took off her house coat, and sat on the edge. Her short nightie came haft way down her thighs. The skirt of her nightie had fallen between her thighs, revealing a large damp spot over her vagina. Her juices had leaked down the insides of her thighs making them glisten in the dim light of the bedroom. She said to me, almost commanded me to," take your clothes off." Then her voice went lower, almost whispering. She said "I want you, do you want me to? you do...Don't you? Please, say you want me too? I want you.... so bad? I.....need you to put it ... put it in me. I want you...in me. I can't believer I'm saying these things to you. Don't you know? I've always wanted you. You're the only one, I've even wanted. Please come over here." I was going nuts listening to her. Her words, what she was saying, everything about her, this whole night was getting to me. I was crazy with desire, for her. I wanted her, and needed her so bad. I pulled off my clothes in a flash. I think, I ran over to the bed and took her by the ankles and pulled her around and down on the bed, until she was flat on her back. This pulled her nightie up her tights revealing her pink slit and her light brown bush. She had droplets of moisture on her bush and over and around her vagina. I get between her legs holding myself up over her at arms length. I was looking into her blue eyes; I wanted her to make sure this was what she wanted. I wanted her to know that once we made love. There was no changing it, no going back, to the way things were before. She looked at me, and nodded her head up and down, as if to say yes. I leaned over her, and kissed her forehead, then her eye lids, her nose and finally her lips. I wanted to make it good for her. Annie spread her legs a little wider, and wiggled down lower under me. Her nightie was up around her waist. She took my cock in her hand, and rubbed my penis between the moist silky lips of her vagina. She held my penis in her hand with head of it against her opening. I looked her in the eyes, to make sure, that she really wanted me to do it. She was nodding yes, with her eyes closed. As she whispered, "Oh please, Carl, make love to me?" I kissed her again. She sucked my tongue into her waiting mouth. As the tips of our tongues touched, she lifted her hips up, giving herself to me. I pushed forward into her, taking her, receiving the gift she gave me. I gently slid my cock into her warm velvety smooth wet hole. She was sloppy and wet, but she was still very tight. I fit into her perfectly. Like a hand in glove. We just laid there with our bodies joined together, for the first time. It was so good to finally be in her. She whispered," I love you. Your the only man, I've ever loved or wanted. Besides my husband, you're the only man I've ever been with." I didn't know what to say to her. I wanted to say, I love you too, I love you, so much, I've wanted you for, so long, but I didn't say anything. Instead I started to gently slide my manhood in and out of her. She was wet, and sloppy. Her juices were seeping out of her vagina, soaking my balls, as my penis went in and out of her. Annie just lost it, and started going crazy. Saying to me, "it feels so good. I wanted you for so long." I told her, "Baby it feels so good in you, I've wanted you for a very, very long, time." I wanted to say more to her, I wanted to say, so much more to her. But I couldn't. I'm married, and she's married to my friend. I knew it was wrong to be with her. But how could anything that feels this good. "Be wrong?" I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted too. She was getting wetter and wilder. I couldn't believe it I was finally in her, making love to her, fucking her. The inside of her tights were soaked, her juices were oozing out over my balls, down between the cheeks of her ass onto the bed, soaking it. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and sucked on my neck. She whispered in my ear, "Honey, I love you." Please, don't think badly of me I've wanted for you, and waited for this moment, for so long. Oh yesssss please, please, don't stop, it feels sooo ... good... ooooh please don't ever stop." I've wanted her for so long and her words were driving me crazy. I was trying to be gentle with her. But I couldn't help myself I started pumping her harder and faster. I was losing control; it felt so good to finally be in her. I needed to cum; my balls were full and aching for relief. She was almost there. I wanted it to be perfect for her and make her cum with me still hard and throbbing in her. She was moaning, and panting, in my ear, begging me, pleading with me, for more." Just a little more, please, oh please, don't stop," Annie sucked in her breath, her head rolled from side to side. She wrapped her legs around my back and bucked up hips to take me even deeper into her vagina. I felt her cum. The inside of her pussy contracted and tighten around my penis her body twitched and quivered while her orgasm passed through her. More juices gushed out of her bathing my balls in her warm cum. She dug her finger nails into my back and bit my neck. I couldn't help myself, I felt my body go rigid as I came way up inside her in, shooting my warm sticky sperm into the depths of vagina. I whispered under my breath, so she couldn't hear. "I love you, so much." Then I collapsed on top of her. As I started getting my strength back. I rolled over on my back, pulling her on top of me. We just laid there holding each other, trying to catch our breath. My cock was still in her. Her vagina was twitching around my penis. She was getting tighter. I could hear her breathing, and feel the warmth of her body on mine. The mixed juices from our love making were trickling out of her, down over my balls between my legs onto the bed. She whispered to me again that I was the only man she ever wanted. I was still in her. The sounds of her breathing and the feel of her body on top of mine with her little titties pressed into my chest. Remembering how good it felt, was getting me excited again. We were gently, kissing and caressing each other. She was rubbing my cheeks, kissing my forehead, and eyes. I was rubbing her back, and squeezing her ass. I ran my finger tip around her anus. These made her giggled and wiggle. Her anus was slippery with our juices. I pushed my finger tip into her anus. She gasped and pressed her hips down, contacting her pussy tighter around my penis. The further I pushed my finger in her rosebud. The more she squirmed on top of me. I was rock hard inside her again. Annie, was moaning, and sat up. She put her hands on my chest holding her up slowly riding me while I laid there, caressing her breast and pinching her nipples. My Buddy's Wife Ch. 02 I woke up in a strange bed. But this was nothing new for me. I'm a trucker, and I'm used to sleeping in strange places like cheap truck stops motels or in my sleeper berth. Now I was laying here trying to figure out where I was. Then it hit me like a hard punch in the gut. I knew where I was and what I had done. I had slept with my best friend's wife last night and I was still in her bed. I thought to myself: "Boy, did I ever fuck up big time last night. I just can't keep my dick in my pants." I was so disgusted with myself. I couldn't believe it, but I did it. I fucked her. I've wanted her for so long. I knew she wanted me too. We couldn't help ourselves. She was so ready, for me. She felt like she was made for me. Oh how wonderful it felt as my pole slid in her warm wet hole. I never wanted to take it out of her. I felt so good in her. I know she liked it, because she came like it was the first time; she was ever made love too. I was saying to myself, stop thinking like that. What I did, was wrong. She's not just some tramp I picked in a bar. She's special and my best friend's wife; my mind was running wild. I knew I should have been stronger, and keep my passion for her under control but I couldn't control myself with her; I've wanted her for so long. My thoughts kept going back to her and how she must feel? I kept thinking she must feel dirty and used like some truck stop whore, or a street corner hooker. I was saying to myself, Oh Annie, Annie, Annie, how could I have, taken advantage of you? I know I shouldn't have, but I did I just couldn't help myself. Now I started thinking about Charlie. We were best friend since grammar school, and I betrayed him. I had sex with his wife and ruined our friendship. My thoughts raced to my wife, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT I thought this going to hurt her so bad. What will make this even worse is that my wife and Annie are friends. When my wife finds out I took advantage of her friend! She will go bug shit and throw me out. Who would blame her? When my boys find out what I did they will lose all respect for me, and think, their Father is nothing more then a cheat and a scum bag. They won't understand how I feel about this other woman. How could they? That woman is not their Mother. I was making myself sick. I wanted to throw up, I wanted to die. I wished I could go back, and change what I did. But I couldn't change it. What was done was done There was no undoing this. What I did to her, and to them. I can't set this right, no matter how hard I try, or what I do. Annie came into the room. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She looked so sweet and innocent. She had on the same house coat, she wearing last night; now it was tied around her waist. I could make out the shape of her perky little breasts, her narrow waist, and the curve of her hips. I thought to myself what the hell is wrong with me? I took advantage of her and soiled her. I took the gift from her that she should only give, to the man she loves. She was carrying a cup of coffee and a note. My words rushed out of my mouth. "Annie Please, please," I pleaded, "let me explain, it wasn't your fault, it was all my fault. I'm the one to blame, I'm so sorry about what.... I did to you last night. I shouldn't have...." She put her finger on my lips to stop me. She said, "Have your coffee and read this. Charlie left you a letter and I read it too because it was really for both of us." I wasn't listening to her. I was still too busy making myself sick. I asked her, "Where is he? Is he in his room? Does he know what I did to you, last night? Is he mad, or hurt, or both? How else could he be?" She answered me," No he's not here. I made his coffee, and we had a talk. Then he went on a fishing trip." Carl, she said, "You're not to blame, you wanted me, and I wanted you, I always wanted you. So no one's at fault and no one's to blame. Calm down now and drink your coffee. You need to read this, then we'll talk." She handed me the letter as she sat on the bed beside me. With her legs folded under her like an Indian in front of a tepee. Her house coat slide between her thighs and all I could think about was how good I felt between her legs, with my organ inside her. "Carl," she said, "have your coffee, read this and calm down Honey, It's all right." The Letter Well, I hope you're happy with yourself now because you finally did it, you S.O.B. you. YOU FUCKED MY WIFE! Was she good for you? Were you good for her Carl, you neurotic fuck. By-the-way Annie I know your reading this too, you nosey witch, but thank God that you're not as bad as your Mother - that old Bitch. First Carl, I feel I have to tell this, I know it's none of my business but I know how miserable and how unhappy you are married to your wife. You've told me about it often enough. She's not going to change. She's a very different person then you are, with different family values. You have strong sexual needs. You don't understand her family values, and she doesn't understand your sexual needs. These problems aren't going to away, or disappear with time. That's just the way it is. Your wife is a wonderful woman, and you're a great guy. You two have two fine boys, and I know how much you love them. If you're going to stay with her to see your kids grow up then you need to accept your wife as she is. She already accepts you, as you are. She knows you, and she's not as stupid as you think she is. Your kids are very bright and they don't miss much either. They have a way of understanding things that might surprise you. Now, YOU FUCKED MY WIFE last night, and you did it very well. I can tell from the way Annie was acting this morning as she made my coffee. Beside that she told me all about it. It was good to see her that happy. I could never make her feel that way, or any woman for that matter. I could always see the sparks flying between you two. It's easy to see the way you two light up when you see each other. Then you try not to show it to each other. The sexual tension is so thick between you two that you can almost cut it with a knife. I didn't think you'd ever give in to your desires, and take her. I have no idea why you haven't taken her along time ago. I was afraid she would stop waiting for you and find someone else to take care of her needs. I don't really think anyone else could make her as happy as you do. I'm glad you two finally gave in to each other. I want her to be happy and satisfied. I want you both to be happy and satisfied. I know you don't understand that. I really do love her; but like a sister, not as a wife. We fight like brother and sister,and we live together like brother and sister. That's the way we love each other like brother and sister. Maybe if you learned to love your wife like she was your sister you just might feel better about your life with her. I have a secret. Annie knows what it is. Maybe you already guessed it, and don't care. But I have to tell you this anyway. Carl, I'm gay and I have to stay in the closet. If I come out I'll be ruined. Maybe you two can take care of each others sexual needs and make yourselves happy whenever you two can be together. At least I sure hope so. But be careful, and be discreet. Almost anybody can see how you two feel about each other. Now I have to give you a warning. In case you don't already know, Annie's mother hates you, and she's like a snake, but more dangerous. She thinks nothing of destroying people's lives, and she doesn't care who they are, not even her own family. She gets what she wants, anyway she can. She doesn't let anyone, or anything, get in her way. You need to be very careful of her. Charlie. I looked at Annie and said, "What can I say?" I wanted to tell her that I always wanted to be with you. But I couldn't be married to you because of your mother. She's the reason I stopped seeing you so long ago. But, I couldn't tell her that. It would hurt her so. She asked me, "Can we be together like this even if it's just once in a while?" Hearing her say that was like was having my wildest dreams come true. I nodded yes as she cuddled up against me. I put my arms around her. She looked at me with that kiss me look in her pale blue eyes. I kissed her, I had to, I wanted to. She rolled over on her back, pulling me on top of her. My morning wood was pressed tightly between our abdomens with my balls on her mount of Venus. She felt so good under me. I wanted to be in her. "Put it in me?" she begged. How could I refuse her? I wanted her so bad? I sat back on my knees, with my feet under my ass. I opened her house coat and she slid it down her arms. She was revealing the front of her body to me for the first time. She's so tiny and petite, everything about her is small. She looked almost virginal laying there in the morning light. I looked at her pretty little breasts, with her pink pointed nipples. I bent over and quickly kissed and nipped her nipples, first one then the other. She was giggling. It occurred to me that I never touched her vagina. There were so many things we hadn't done. She jumped as I cupped my hand over her pussy and ran my index finger between her pussy lips. "Oh no don't, it's dirty," she cried. I wondered if she realized this was the first time I had touched her vagina. Her eyes closed and she shuddered as my finger tip touched her clitoris. She was starting to breathe through her open mouth as I played with her love button. I spread her pussy open with my thumbs and looked into her lovely little pink hole. I could see she was moist. I couldn't resist and pushed my middle finger in her. She lifted her hips as my finger went in. She looked so beautiful lying there, with her eyes half closed; sighing as my finger slid in and out of her. She moaned and begged,"Please put your cock in me?" I pressed the head of my penis at her opening. She gasped as I pushed in spreading her open and filling her with my hard morning wood. She was much tighter now and not nearly as wet as she was last night. I had barely started going in and out of her when she went tense, jerking herself up taking me in deeper, moaning sweetly, "Aaaah I'm coming." She whispered to me, "When I woke up this morning my pussy was tingling and wet. All I could think about how good you felt in me. I've wanted you for so long. Carl this was my dream, that we would get back together and you would gently make love to me the first time. I only married him because my mother wanted me too. She told me Annie he would make you a good husband. He went to college and comes from a good family. He's so much better suited for you than that awful truck driver. When we got married, he was drinking all day. That night when we got to the hotel room he was drunk and I was scared. I knew what he was going to do to me. I kept my eyes shut with my legs closed tight,I was gripping the bed covers in my hands, wishing you were going to make love to me." He said to me, "I guess you're all hot and bothered now. I know you've been waiting for this all day." I said, "Please Charlie, I'm a virgin, I've never done it before. Please be gentle with me." He said, "I know all about fucking a virgin. The guys in the bar told me what to do! Don't worry your going to like it." "He grabbed my boobs and pinched my nipples, licked my face, ears, neck, and licked me down over my chest to my breasts like a dog licks his master hand. He forced his hand between my thighs and rubbed my vagina. He pulled up the bottom of my nightie, yanked off my panties, put his hands between my knees and pried my legs apart. As he got on top of me I could smell the alcohol he was drinking all day, and it made me nauseous. He rubbed his cock over my pussy until his penis was between my vaginal lips. He was holding me by my ass." He said, "Okay baby, this is what you've been waiting for." I pleaded, "Please don't." I griped the bed covers tighter and bit my lower lip as I felt his penis go between my vaginal lips up against my hymen. I begged him, "Charlie please don't do it me, oh please nooo don't." "He squeezed my ass and jammed himself in me. I felt a sharp pain and yelped as he punctured my hymen, cramming his cock into my vagina. I blacked out and when I came out of it. He was grunting like a pig fucking me with his sweat dripping on me." I heard him say, "You have a nice tight cunt." I begged him, "Please hurry up." "He pulled his cock out and ejaculated on me... and said I don't want to get you knocked up. Did you like it? You know the more I fuck you the better you're going to like it!" "I didn't answer him. You know Carl it was always the same. I'd lay there stiff gripping the bed covers with eyes closed wishing it was you fucking me. Then he moved down the hall and he never touched me again. I didn't know why. I was just glad he didn't do it to me anymore." I laughed, because I didn't know what to say. I felt guilty. I was mad, I wanted to make it up to her somehow and I wanted to fuck her hard. I also wanted to tell her I wished I was her first, and the only man she would ever have. But, instead I told her: "I've had sex with my wife many times wishing it was you. But, it was never as good as it was with you last night and again this morning." I think that made her feel better, because, she sighed, and hugged me tight. "Honey," I said, "Please let me go now, I have to piss so badly and my teeth are floating. I need to shave and take a shower." She told me, "There's some deposable razors and shaving cream under my sink, and I need a shower too. Then I'll made us breakfast." HMMM I smiled at her, and said, I'll have," The breakfast of Champions." She asked, "What's that?" I laughed, and said, "You're going to find out." She looked me like I was strange. She asked me, "Do you think I can make it?" I laughed again and said, "You're going to it make it just fine. I know your going to love it too." As I was shaving, I watched Annie in the mirror, taking off her house coat. I have never seen her completely naked before. I couldn't stop staring at her. My dick was starting to swell, and it wasn't, because I had to piss. She came in and got in the shower stall. I could hear her running the water as I finished shaving. She was washing her hair as I got in. She seemed startled as I cupped her breast and kissed the back of her neck and shoulders. She had little shivers going up and down her spine. "What are doing to me?" she asked. Instead of answering her I sucked on the nap of her neck for a second and pinched her nipples. She giggled and squirmed and said, "Don't do that, it feels funny and goes all the way down to my clitoris." I chuckled and told her, "I'm going to give you a bath." She laughed as I rubbed the warm soapy wash clothe down her back and over her firm little ass. I got on my knees and washed the backs of her thighs. As I washed up the insides of her legs and thighs she started to tremble. When I put the soapy wash clothe between her legs over her pussy she jumped and said "Don't touch that, it's dirty." I chucked, and said, "It won't be, for long." "OOH YESS." she purred. As I held the warm soapy clothe over her vagina she started grinding her pussy on my hand. I slid my middle finger inside of her to get it wet and then I flicked her love button. She squealed, "Don't do that." But, she opened her legs wider and whispered, "Oh please don't get me started again. I think you're trying to turn me into a nympho." I didn't listen to her. I knew what I was going to do. I kissed her neck and shoulders again. Then I turned her around and held her against me and kissed her. She was breathing hard, and trembling. She asked me, "What are you doing to me? These things you do me, make me feel so good. I shouldn't let you do them to me, but I just can't stop you. You know can do anything you want to me and you know it?" I rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples through the soapy rag. I bent over and sucked on each of her nipples. She was trembling from head to toe. As I got my knees in front of her and started kissing her belly, she said, "Oh you're being so nasty, don't do that." I kissed her lower and lower and rubbed my face across her bush. I blew my warm breath on her vagina. She tried to push my head away, saying, "That's nasty." I was her holding her ass so she couldn't get away. I lifted her leg and placed it over my shoulder. I kissed and sucked the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She had shivers going up and down her spine as my kisses got closer to her vagina. "Oh please, stop it." she pleaded. Then I kissed her slit, and she let out a loud moan as I sucked on her pussy lips; her juices run on my tongue. She was going wild, and pulled my head between her legs moaning: "Oh no... oh no ... don't do that... it's so nasty... oooooooooh." She was holding my head against her crotch, rubbing her cunt all over my face while I fucked her with my tongue. I lapped her slit from back to front, and when my tongue hit her clitoris she screamed, "OOOOOOOOOH, that feels so good!" I wanted this to be the best orgasm she ever had. The one she would never forget. She was going nuts, squirming and rubbing her cunt across my face because she needed to cum. She was pleading with me, "Make me cum, make me cum. Oh honey please make me cum, I can't take it anymore." She started shaking violently and screamed, "OOOOOOOH HONEY, that felt so fucking good!" Her come poured out of her hole onto my tongue, into my mouth and down over my chin. Her leg slid off my shoulder and she went completely limp. She leaned against the wall trying to stand up, but her knees buckled. I got my hands under her arms pits and helped her slide down to the floor. She sat on the floor trying to catch her breath, looking at me with this dazed look in her eyes. I asked her, "Did you like that?" She replied, "Oh Carl, I loved it and I love you." She saw my erect penis, and asked, "What about you?" I didn't want her to suck me off and ruin it for her by coming in her mouth, so I picked her up and put her over my shoulder and carried her back to bed. I laid her down and got beside her. I cuddled her, and told her that I loved her. Shit I don't believe I told her that, but I think it's true. All I knew was that I always wanted to be with her. Right now I needed her. We were on our sides looking in each others eyes. I put my hand on her ass and pulled her against me. As our lips touched and my tongue entered mouth she lifted her leg over my hip. I felt her sobbing. I asked her, "What's wrong?" She said, "There's nothing wrong, I'm just happy, and I want you to make love to me." My manhood was pressed between her legs against her pussy. She moved around a little, trying to get my penis in her hole. I pulled my hips back and pushed them forward; my penis found its mark and slid into her; she gasped and said, "I love the way you feel in me." We were looking into each others each eyes as I pushed in and out of her. I wanted to make it last but I couldn't I came quickly inside her. I came so good I though I was going to faint. She sighed and gave a little jerk and shudder, and said: "I came again too." Then we rested in each others arms, cuddling. "Annie," I said, "I have to get ready to go to back to work pretty soon." As we got dressed, she asked me, "How do I make the 'Breakfast of Champions?'" I laughed and winked at her, then told her, "You were it." She was giggling again. She told me her mother would be here soon. That was my clue to leave. Something struck me funny then and I started too laughed. She asked me," What are you laughing at?" My Buddy's Wife Ch. 02 I told her, "I always though your mother was trying to protect your virginity from me. Maybe you should tell her, what we were doing?" Annie was blushing laughing. We both agreed to let things happen naturally and to take it one day at a time. We kissed and said good bye. Life is good. My Buddy's Wife Ch. 03 Chapter 3: We Got Caught, By BigC My name is BigC and I'm a trailer truck driver, you would probably think I live a dull boring life. But you're wrong; my life is a real soap opera. I've been having an adulterous affair with my best friend's wife. As amazing as it may seem; everything was working out just fine for almost everyone involved. My wife and I were getting alone great, and I love her dearly; I just wished she was my sister, not my wife. Because that's the way I felt about her. My wife had started treating me like she was my Mother and I was one of the kids. This was just fine with me. Whether or not my wife knew about my relationship; I don't know. If she did I don't think she cared. My wife has some twisted ultra religious ideas about sex and she has never cut the umbilical cord. So with me having an affair; I wasn't bothering her about sex or how much time she spent with her family, so she was happily living a life of celibacy, and she was free to spend as much time as she wanted with her family. Her family never liked me, they thought of me as a thug and a loser. So they were happy when I wasn't around. Those people also love to gossip. By my not being around them they could gossip about me as much as they wanted. Annie's husband Charlie is my best friend and he's gay. Charlie didn't want to be married, but he needed a wife to cover up his homosexuality at work, so he married his boss's daughter. He knew Annie wasn't in love with him or happy being married to him, and he knew how Annie and I felt about each other. So he kept doing things that would get Annie and me together. He would invite me over and then find a reason to go out and leave me there with her. Annie was miserable being married to Charlie too, she felt used and she wasn't in love with him, she was in love with me. She only married him because of her Mother's demands. So she broke his balls about anything and everything especially his strange fishing buddies. They were living together like brother and sister. When Annie and I started our affair she stopped breaking his balls, and let him do whatever he wanted to, and with whomever he wanted to. As long as he didn't complain about us, and he didn't. But let me try and explain some more, you see Annie and I were high school sweet hearts. But things didn't work out for us, because of her Mother. As for Annie's Mother, Mrs. Money Bags, She is a mean miserable person, and she hates me with a passion, what more can I say she's a real bitch. So what she didn't know about didn't hurt her. After Annie and I made love the first time; it was like we went back through time, and we were high school kids again. She was my girl and we were going steady. We couldn't get enough of each other; we talked on the phone and we would together in the mornings after I'd get back from my runs. If my wife was off at one of her family's many gatherings. Annie and I met and go out for the evening. Sexual we didn't do a lot of kinky stuff; our making love would get a little wild at times. Sometimes we had oral sex, and sometimes she would get on top of me. But mostly I got on top of her and we would have intercourse in the missionary position. I liked to watch the way she closed her eyes and opened her mouth as I entered her. She would flex her hips up taking me deeper into her vagina. Her pussy always felt so good; it was like my penis was wrapped in a warm moist velvet glove. I would hold myself up on arms length watching her roll her head from side to side as I slowly gently made love to her; listening to the sounds of her breathing. She would arch her back, lifting up her hips as I pushed my penis in and out of her; then she would grip the bedcovers gasping for breathe; begging me to fuck her harder and faster. I loved teasing her, making her grovel with me to fuck her. Once she started begging me to fuck her I knew she was ready to cum. I would loose it and grab her ass cheeks and squeeze them, while I pounded my cock into her in short hard strokes, she would wrap her arms around my neck and start whimpering...ahhh...ahhh...ahhh. She would push her feet into the bed lifting up her hips taking me into her as far as she could get me, her pussy would contract around my penis as her body shuttered in orgasm, as soon as I felt her cum, I would ejaculate way up inside her sending gob after gob of my warm sticky sperm into her. Then we would collapse totally spend with me on top of her and we would whisper words of love to each other. That's the way we made love gently at first; then violently fucking each other; until our passions built to a fever pitch and we climaxed. So as strange as it may seem everything was going great, until... We Got Caught. It was a cold damp fall morning with a threat of rain in the air. I had just gotten back from my run. While my truck was being fueled I made my phone calls. First I called my wife; she told me everything was fine and all about her family's latest party. Then she told me that she wouldn't be home after work tonight, because she had to help get things ready for yet another of her family's never ending get together. So I was on my own for dinner and the evening. As I dropped another dime in the slot to call Annie; a cold breeze hit me sending a shiver through my body that gave me an awful feeling of dread. I though to myself, an opossum had just run over my grave. I was in a Texas truck stop one night talking with a southern driver and his wife, when she got a chill and said," an opossum had just run over her grave." I gave her a strange look, and she told me that's what they call it where she was from when you got a chill. As soon as I heard Annie's voice; I forgot all about the chill and the cold damp weather. She was so excited to hear from me, she told me to. "Hurry up and get over here, I have a surprise for you." When I got there she opened the door wearing her house coat. I smiled at her, and kissed her on her forehead and asked, "Where's my surprise?" She blushed and giggled as she said, "Open off my house coat." I untried it and peeled it off her shoulders, then letting it float to the floor, leaving her standing there in a pale blue baby doll nightie, the same color as her eyes. It was so sheer; she may as well have been naked. The top had a low cut neck line exposing her cleavage and it came down to just above her thighs, she was wearing matching panties under it that fit loosely around her legs. She looked up at me, with a sparkle in her eyes and a smile on her lips, and asked," do you like it?" Then, she said, " It's our anniversary... of the first we made love. It was three years ago tonight." I didn't remember that. But my eyes were bugging out of my head. My cock got instantly hard. She looked like a virgin bride, on her wedding night. I got so excited, you would have though I was going to break her cherry. She has that effect on me. Every time we made love, I'd treat her gently like she was still a virgin and I was breaking her cherry and taking her virginity. I told her, "You're beautiful." She jumped up on me throwing her arms around my neck as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I got my hands under her ass, to hold her up. We kissed deeply with our tongues playing in each other's mouth. I managed to get my fingers under the crotch of her panties and on her vagina. I was rubbing my middle finger between the moist lips of her pussy playing with her clit; she started moaning loudly as her body began to tremble, she came quickly washing my fingers in her juices. She said, "Stop that, I want you in me, it's been over a week. And it's our anniversary." I laughed and said," Our Anniversary." "Yes" she said, "I just told you...of the first time you made love to me." I looked into her eyes and smiled at her as I said," Huh what, of the first time, I made love to you. Oh yeah that's right you told me." I didn't know how she could remember that, but an idea came to me, as I kissed the tip of her nose, I said, "this time, you're going to make love to me." I carried her over to the recliner with my hands on her ass with her legs wrapped around my waist. She was sucking on my ear lobe and darting her tongue into my ear. Whispering to me," Honey, I'm so horny, I want you in me." She was driving me crazy. She had one arm around my neck and her other arm was down between us trying to open my pants. It's a wonder we didn't fall, and kill each other. I kind of fell back into the chair, with her in my lap. She had managed to somehow get my pants open. She quickly got off me and pulled my pants and shorts down around my ankles. Then she climbed back on up on my lap straddling me. This chair went all the way back making it a bed. So I ended up, flat on my back with her on top of me, straddling me. She pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, with one hand, she had my cock in her other hand. She started wiggling around until; she got the head of my penis, against her opening. I wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her down on top of me. I kissed her deeply forcing my tongue into her mouth. With one arm over her back, holding her tightly against me, crushing her breasts against my chest. I had my other hand on her ass holding her in place. I kissed her all over her face whispering to her." Do it to me baby... cum on you can do it... Fuck me Honey" I knew she was loosing it, and wanted it in her and that she needed to get off. But I was going to drive her nuts, and make her beg. I was holding her so tight, that she could hardly move. She was squirming around trying to get my cock all the way inside her. I bit her ear lobe and stuck my tongue in her ear and whispered." Annie your pussy is so wet... don't you want my cock inside you?" "Oh yes... yes... I want your cock in me." She begged, "Let go of me so I can get you in me." She pushed herself down, trying to fill her hole with my cock; because of the way I was holding her. She was barely able to get the head of my penis between the lips of her pussy. I whispered in her ear." Come on baby, you can do it, try harder, I want you to fuck me honey." Annie begged. "Please let go of me... I can't get it in me." I replied, "What do you want?" She answered, "Your cock." I laughed and said," where do you want my cock?" "In me... in my pussy." She said, I knew I was teasing her, torturing her. I knew that when she finally did cum. She would have mind blowing, body shaking, cum gushing orgasm. We were both moaning, as she was pumped against my cock; the head of my cock was rubbing crossed her clitoris, and just barely penetrating the lips of her vagina. I had all I could do, to keep from rolling over on top of her and driving my cock into her and ramming her with hard quick strokes, until we came. But I didn't. My balls were aching for relief. I wanted to shoot my load in her, so bad. Then I felt my balls tensing up as my cock swelled bigger and got even harder. I moaned to her through my clinched teeth, "baby I'm cumming...please don't stop...please don't stop...I'm cumin." She had me doing the begging! My body started jerking uncontrollable upward driving my penis a little deeper in her, but not as far as I wanted. My sperm came gushing up, out of my balls through the shaft of my cock, out the head of my dick, spurting gobs of my warm sticky cum just inside the lips of her pussy. As she felt cum gashing out my cock into her, she screamed "I'm Cumming." Her pussy tightened around the head of my penis. Her cum was flowing out of her, over my cock, and onto my balls. We both saying to each other, "I love you... I love you...I love you." She always says she loves me when she cums. For some reason, or other I started saying, it back to her. As I let go of her. She sat straight up, pushing my still hard twitching cock, all the way into her vagina. She closed her eyes and sighed, "Oooh shittt that feels sooo good." She put her hands on my chest, looking down me smiling. I asked her, "How was that?" She laughed and said, "You were driving me nuts; but I came so well... it was great." Her face was flushed, with droplets of sweat on her forehead. Her whole body was moist and shiny with sweat. I could see her perky little titties with her hard pink pointed nipples, through the top of her nightie. They were just begging to be felt and I couldn't resist, I put my hands under her top, and felt her breast. Her breasts were firm, smooth, and sweaty. Her nipples were rock hard as I pinched her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. She closed her eyes and moaned, "Aaaaah shit, don't get me started again." She was breathing through her mouth as she tilted her head back with her hands on my chest and slowly started to ride me pushing herself down on me driving the full length of my manhood up into her vagina, and then she grinded her pussy against my pelvis with my penis way up inside her. I t felt wonderful to be in her like that. Then she started to ride me lifting herself up until, I'd almost came out of her then pushing herself back down driving my penis back into her. She was in her own world riding me... up and down... up and down... in and out... over and over ... her clit was rubbing against the shaft of my penis, our love juices were leaking out of her over my balls. It felt so good; I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. It didn't take us long, before we both gently came again. The muscles of her vagina were gripping my cock tightly inside her, what little cum I had left was squirting up inside her. She collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around and whispered, "Oh Baby, I love you, so much." Then she kissed my cheek and said, "I love you too." We were having our pillow talk, in the chair. Laughing and giggling, with her still on top of me. I laughed as I said, "Baby this was our third anniversary and you came three times." She laughed, as said to each other," I love you," and we kissed. Her Mother was calling as came into the room, "Annie's, what gotten into you? I can hear you giggling you sound like a school girl!" She stopped dead in her tracks and sniffed the air; it was reeking with the odor, of sweat and sex. We didn't hear the back door open, as Ms. Money Bags came in. Her Mother came into the room just as we said to each other,I love you and kissed. We must have given her, quite a site too! Annie was still on top of me, with her panties pulled to the side, and my pants were down around my ankles. My shrinking penis was still in her daughter, and our genitals and thighs were smeared with our juices. Her Mother, Screamed, "Annie your nothing but a fucking Slut look at yourself? With this, good for nothing truck driver. What the Hell...could you ever see in him?" To me she said. "I don't know why you just couldn't, stay away form her, like I told you to, when you were still in High School. You weren't good enough for her then, and you're never going to be good enough for her. Besides that you're married now!" She screamed." Annie you're married to Charles, Carl he's your best friend. Annie you're friends with Carl's wife. I don't care how much you two say, you love each other. You two are nothing more then, a couple of adulterous cheats. Remember, Cheating is cheating. With friends like you two... who needs Enemies?" After she had her say, she stormed out the back door. Annie got off my crying, and ran into her bedroom, and slammed the door behind her. I pulled up my pants and went after her, but she wouldn't open the door. I could hear her crying as she said through the door, "Carl Please go away, just go away." I walked out the back door with my head down, and my shoulders slumped, with this sick empty feeling in my gut that never quite went away. I kept thinking about what, Annie's Mother said. Most of it was true, but Annie's not a Slut. The wind was blowing hand now, and it had started to rain. The seasons were changing, and so was my life. My head was downcast, and my shoulders were slumped, but not because of the weather. I tried calling her over and over, but she never answered, or returned my calls... My Buddy's Wife Ch. 04 It had been one of those long cold gray Connecticut winters that didn't want to end. It was now near the end of April; and it was still bone chillingly cold, and was a threat of rain in the starless gray night sky. I had stopped at the Orange Stop & Shop store on my way to work. I wanted some odd and ends, to take with me on the road, nothing much just; a roll of paper towels, a bottle of Windex, a couple cans of sodas, and maybe a bag of candy. As I walked through the store doing my shopping; I saw her standing at the deli-counter. My heart jumped, and then it sunk like a rock. I wanted to run away, and get as far away from her as I possible could. I didn't want the hurt to come back. But I was frozen to the spot, I was standing on. I would have known her anywhere. I could see her face clearly in the mirror behind the counter. Her hair was a little blonder now and she was wearing it up in a French twist. She had put a few pounds on her thin body making her look even better then I remembered her. She was dressed like a female executive in a feminine black leather car coat over a char- coal gray tweed skirt suit, with a white silk blouse. She had on a pair of low heeded black dress shoes. I even knew what she was wearing under her suit. I knew she had on a white lacy bra, loose silk panties, with a grater belt to hold up her shear nylon stockings. She was wearing just a slight touch of make up, and to finish her outfit she had on a small pair of gold ear rings, with a thin gold necklace around her neck. While I stood there staring at her reflection in the mirror; my memoires of her came flooding back into my mind. We had an affair that lasted for three years. They were the happiest years of our lives. Her Mother caught us, just after we got through making love. Then her Mother made a horrible scene, calling us names and finally saying to her daughter, that she was nothing more then a fucking; cheating, adulterous a slut! The things her Mother said to her hurt her so bad. That Annie got off my lap crying and ran onto her bedroom. She locked the door behind her. I tried to talk to her, but she begged me to leave. That was five and haft years ago; and that was the last time I saw her, until I saw her in the supermarket. After we stopped seeing each other; I was crushed, I started drinking heavily to trying to forget her. Everything else started going wrong for me then too. The company I was driving for lost a big contract and when out of business. I bounced from job to job for a while. My wife's family kept criticizing me and meddling in our business. Their meddling always had a very toxic effect on my wife, but now it was much worse. Somehow or other, I realized that my drinking was only making matters worse. I knew that I needed to get on with my life. So I put the plug in the jug, and tried not to think about her. But I knew in my heart, that I'll never be able to forget her. So when I saw her. I wanted to turn around, and run away. I didn't want to speak to her. I was afraid that the pain in my heart would start up again, if I spoke to her. For some reason or other I though about her ex-husband Charlie, he was my best friend. He had a way of telling me the things that I needed to hear. I could almost hear him saying to me," Carl, you narcotic fuck you, go over there, and talk to her. If you don't you'll regret it, for the rest of you life!" I walked over to her not knowing; what I was going to say to her, so I just said," Hi remember me?" She turned and looked up at me; she seemed surprised and startled to see me. She smiled as she said. "Of course, I remember you Carl. How could I ever forget you?" We stood there looking at each other for a moment, and then I asked her, "How have you been?" She replied, "Okay, and you?" My mind was racing I wanted to say so much to her, I wanted to tell her how much I've missed her. But instead I said "Okay." She got her order from the deli, and we started walking around the store together; talking about anything, and everything, but nothing about what happen the last we seen each other. Her shopping basket was in her left hand; my shopping basket was in my right hand. As we walked side by side, our hands touched a couple of times. I got such a thrill from the feel of her small soft hand, as it brushed against mine, that it gave me goose bumps and sent shivers up and down my spine. I wanted to hold her hand; like we did as kids walking home from high school, so many years ago. I forgot about, what I wanted to buy. All I wanted... was to be with her. I waited in line with her as she checked out. I carried her bags to her car, like I used to carry her books after school. I didn't want her to go, but I didn't know how to ask her to stay. As she got in her car, she asked." Do want to get a cup of coffee with me? I need to talk to you about some thing important. I've been putting it off, for so long because of what happen." I was confused, but I smiled and said," Okay." We went to the drive through at a nearby Dunkin Donuts; we parked in the back corner of the hotel parking lot next door to Dunkin Donuts. Annie moved the seat back to give me some leg room. She took off her jacket, and tossed it on the back seat. She sat there looking at me like there was something she wanted to talk about, but she didn't know how to start. I copied her and took off my jacket and tossed mine on the back seat with hers. I turned sideways leaning against the car door looking back at her. We just sat there like that, for a second looking at each other. Then suddenly there were several bright flashes of lightening that illuminated the night sky, followed by a loud burst of rolling thunder that seemed to reverberate through the car that made me tremble. Annie scurried out from under the steering wheel; crawled across the seat, got up on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. She nuzzled her head between my neck and shoulder, just as the sky opened up and the rain came pouring down; drumming on the roof of the car. As she got on my lap; I could smell her perfume, and make up. Her fragrance was intoxicating. I put my arms around her and pulled her tightly against me. I could feel her sobs going up and down her spine; her tears were soaking my shirt. I pulled her tightly against me and whispered to her, "my baby," As soon as I said that, my eyes welled up and started to burn. It was a like a damn had broken open and my pent up tears began to fall. I rocked her back and fourth like a parent would rock a child, trying to comfort her. I was kissing the top of her head. Whispering, "Annie...Annie...My Annie, I've missed you so much." She said sobbing through her tears, "Oh Carl, please forgive me? I love so much; you don't know how much, I've needed you and missed you..." I put my hand under her chin, tilting her head back. I kissed her forehead, eye lids, and the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and her chin as I continued to hold her and rock her. We were moving our heads from side to side tenderly kissing each others faces. My nose brushed over hers, as it touched her cheek, my lips were just above hers. Then another bright bolt of lightning, flashed through the night sky lighting up the inside of the car. I could see Annie's red teary eyes and her streaked make-up. She was breathing heavily through her open mouth looking at me; she closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side. I closed my eyes as I covered her lips with mine, as our lips gently molded together we moved our heads in a small circles. As the tips of our tongues touched, another loud burst of thunder roared through the night. As we kissed, I ran my finger tips over her ear and through her hair. She was rubbing the side of my face with her hand. I rubbed her back with my other hand running my finger tips up and down her spine. As we kissed, I could feel little shivers going through her body. As our kiss became more passionate, I could feel Annie beginning to squirm on my lap, causing my penis to become fully erect and start to throb. I opened the front of her suit jacket, and put my hand on her sensitive little breast and gently fondled her through her blouse and bra. Annie gave me little love bits on my neck, and kissed my cheek. As she nipped my ear lobe, she whispered, "Carl I haven't been with anyone else, you know that don't you?" Somehow or other I knew that, so I just nodded my head and whispered, "I know." I unbuttoned the front of her blouse, and unclipped her bra. As I cupped my hand over her small firm breast, and gently pinched her hard pink nipple. Annie sighed as she put her hand over mine holding it on her breast. She said softly, "We shouldn't be doing this here, but I can't stop you... Oh God Honey, I want it... so bad." We kissed deeply and passionately; with our tongues swirling around each others, going from mouth to mouth. I took my hand off her breast and put it under the hem of her skirt on her smooth stocking covered thigh. She shivered, and opened her legs, as I slid my hand up her nylon covered thigh, over the soft damp flesh above her stocking to the crotch of her soaked panties. I could felt the heat from her vagina through them. I slid my hand under her panties and probed my finger into her hole. She sucked in her breath as my finger went into her tunnel of love. I got my finger wet and rubbed her clit. Annie gasped as I touched her clitoris and said, "Oh GOD Carl, I think... I'm going to cum...it's been so long...ahhh...ahhh...I'm cumming." I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and slid two fingers into her as I circled my thumb around her clitoris and then back and fourth across it. She jerked her hips wildly as she came whimpering, "Oh God Carl...Please put it in...I want to feel you in me again...It's been so long." As she got off my lap, Annie kicked off her shoes, and lay back on the seat with her head under the steering wheel. She raised her hips; as I pushed her skirt up around her waist and peeled her panties off and dropped them on the floor. Annie opened her legs as I got on my knees between them. I opened my jeans and pulled my pants and under pants down around my knees. As I leaned over her, she took hold of my penis and nudged it against her opening. She sucked in her breath, wrapped her arms around my neck me and whispered, "I love you... I need you... it's been so long... Oh God Carl...Please... Please... do it me." She lifted her hips and sucked in her breath as I pushed my penis into her warm wet hole, as I pulled back out of her, she exhaled making erotic feminine sounds in her throat. We were making love like teenagers in a drive in move. Annie was softly moaning," Oh God Carl...it's been so long...it feels so good..." I replied, "Annie... It feels so good...to be in you again." Annie was rolling her head from side to side whispering, "It feels so good... Oh God Carl... it feels so good...Please don't stop." I replied, "Oh baby, I've missed you so much... it feels so good... to be inside you again." Another bolt of lightening flashed through the night sky lighting up the inside of the car. So I could see the Annie's face contorting in ecstasy as her eyes rolled back into her head and she arched her trembling body up in orgasm. The muscles in her vagina clamped around my penis, as she moaned, "Aaaaah...Aaaaah... Oh God...I'm cumming again...It's been so long...I needed that...so bad." The thunder was booming, as my cock swelled and my body went rigid as I began shooting my load deep inside her. Then we collapsed together on the front seat of her car panting. We fixed our clothes. Annie got back on up on my lap. We sat there holding each other, for a while, waiting for the storm to past and to get our emotions under control again. She said, "Carl, there's something I need to talk to you about, when you get back." I though to myself, Oh Shit here it comes. "Annie," I said, "You know how much I love you, and I want to be with you forever. But I can't." that's as far as I got, when she stopped me. She said, "Carl it's not that, I know we can't be together as man and wife...as much as we both want to be. But there's something else...there's someone important I want you to meet. I need to talk to you about this important special person." I must have gotten a strange look on my face. Because, she laughed and said, "No Carl there isn't another man or woman. We'll talk when you get back." "Okay." I said, not having any idea what this was all about. She took me back to my car, and went on her way. It had stopped raining, and the parking lot was wet and shiny now, making it look clean. The next morning, I called her from the truck stop while my tractor was being fueled. I told her I was thinking about her all night. She asked if I had good thoughts about her, I laughed and told her of course. Then I asked her if she wanted to go for breakfast with me, she answered," Yes." Then she said, "Carl, we have to make a stop and pick-up someone. Someone very special, that you need to meet. Then we have to talk." I still had no idea what this was all about, but I told her I'd pick her up in an hour. When I got there, she invite me in. I watched her finish getting ready; she was wearing a pair of jeans, a pink sweater, with white keds. Her hair was pulled her back into a pony tail. God she looked great. As we went out the back door, we held hands, like we did as teenagers. I felt like she was my girl again and we were going steady. I couldn't help myself I felt so good being with her again, that I started laughing. She looked up at me with her sparkling pale blue eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?" I told her, and she smiled and snuggled up against me and laughed as she said, "I am your girl and we've always been going steady. Now we have to go pick up someone special." I asked where we were going, she said, "I'll give you directions as we go." We got to a day care center and she went in. Annie came back out in a few minutes holding hands with a little girl that looked like she was about five years old. The little girl had long dark brown hair with big brown eyes just like mine. As soon as I saw her; I knew she was my daughter. I got out of the car and ran over to them; I looked at Annie with my mouth hanging open. Annie just nodded her head up and down, as if to say yes. The little girl was looking up at me, and asked her Mother, "Mommy who's this big man?" Annie looked at me and said, "He's the man I want to be your God Father, His name is Carl and were very good friends, Carla Ann." "Mommy what's a God Father, is that like a real daddy? She asked. Annie looked at me and Carla Ann and said," He'll be kind of like a real Daddy, if he wants to be." I nodded my head, up and down as if to say yes. Then Annie said to me this is my daughter, "Carla Ann." I bent down and put my arms out to Carla Ann, she ran over to me jumped into my arm, and hugged me. As I stood up and kissed her on the forehead, she wrapped her little legs around my chest and held onto me. I held her in one arm and put my other arm out for Annie. While I held Carla Ann in my arm, and with my other arm around Annie shoulder. I noticed that the sun was shining and it had gotten a lot warmer. I told my wife that I was going to be Carla Ann's God Father. She looked at me and in her stern motherly voice, told me to sit and listen to her. She said, "Carl, it's a good thing you're not married to some other woman, because any other woman would be jealous of your friendship with Annie. Now you know you're going to need to spend a lot of time with them, Carla Ann needs a Father figure in her life and that's going to have to be you. Because Annie is never going to get married again, so she needs your friendship, and your support more then ever now. Just don't neglect me and your sons." Somehow other I knew things were going to work out for everybody. And they did, I have a wife that acts like she's my Mother. I love her dearly; I couldn't love her more if she was my mother, and she is my best friend. I have two sons that I loved dearly. Plus I have the woman in my life that I have loved passionately ever since the first time I met her, a beautiful God Daughter that I love dearly and that loves me too. So we all managed to live happily ever after. My Buddy's Wife We made love again. But this time the urgency to cum, was gone. We made love slowly with her on top of me. I feel her body grow tense as she had another orgasm. This time she came gently. Somehow she knew, I needed to cum too. She kept riding me until I bucked up and came. Then she collapsed on top of me. She asked me, "Was I good?" I told her, "yes you were better then good, you were great." I kissed her forehead. I never wanted to let her go. Before I knew it, she was asleep, on top of me; my penis was still in her but getting limp, and starting to slip out of her. I closed my eyes just for a minute. Thinking to myself, today life is good, as I fell asleep. The End