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My Friend's Wife

By: DrWho



After my separation from the Air Force I decided to remain in Europe for a while and travel around. I called my friend Steve and told him I would be visiting England in the next week and he invited me to stay with him. Steve and I had been friends when we were both single and stationed together. He was now married and said she looked forward to meeting me, after all the stories he had told her. I still had my car and took the ferry to England and drove to the base where he was stationed. He met me and I followed him home. 

When we walked in the door I got my first look at Sherry. She was tall, brunet, and built for one thing. She kissed Steve and gave me a hug like we were old friends. Steve put my bags in the guestroom and came back into the living room where Sherry and I were sitting. We spent the rest of the day telling stories and laughing. After dinner we sat on the couch watching a movie, Sherry between us. During the movie Sherry would move here leg against mine and lean into me. I am not sure Steve knew what was going on, but it sure as hell made my hard. After the movie we all went to bed.

In the morning Steve went to work and I slept in a while. I got up and walked into the kitchen. Sherry was there and said good morning. I smiled and asked when Steve got off work, she told me he got home about 7. I grabbed a cup of coffee and told her I was going to take a shower. I stripped off in the bathroom and jumped in the shower. I thought of how good she looked sitting at the table in her shorts and halter and began to lather my cock. I felt the curtain move, but did not pay any attention because the window was open, until I pulled the curtain back to step out. There stood Sherry looking at my eyes then they dropped to my hard cock. I reached behind her head and pulled her mouth to my cock. 

She did not hesitate at all; she began to suck my cock leaning over with my hand behind her head moving it up and down on my cock. It took a few minutes but she dropped to her knees, raised her hands to grab my ass and pulled my cock deep into her throat. Holding her head with both my hands I stated to fuck her mouth. She was a born cocksucker and in no time I knew I was going to cum. I did not warn her as just kept fucking her mouth as I came. She swallowed every drop and continued to suck my cock until I went limp in her mouth. She remained on her knees.

I pulled her up to look into her eyes and saw the look of a true submissive. I pulled her top off and turning her so she could lean on the sink dropped her shorts. I ran my hand up her leg and felt that she was shaved and her lips were open and wet. I pushed her forward and took my hard cock in my hands and rubbed the head between her lips and then with one thrust pushed deep into her hot pussy. She leaned over and pushed her ass back onto my cock as I fucked her hard and fast. 

Holding her hips as I slide my cock in and out of her dripping pussy, slamming into her with each thrust. I pulled my cock out to far one time and my cock slide up between her cheeks and towards her ass. I heard her moan so I pointed the head at the opening of her lovely ass and pushed forward. My cock met little resistance as I slid into tight ass. The feeling was wonderful and grabbing her hair I fucked her ass until I came deep in her tight ass. I pulled my cock out as I finished cumming and turned her around. She dropped to her knees and sucked my cock clean. 

She looked up at me and smiled and said, after all the stories Steve told me I had to know for myself. I asked her if she had ever fucked anyone but Steve and she said no, she was faithful to him, but when she saw my cock, she had to have it. I stayed with Steve and Sherry for two weeks and every morning when Steve left for work, she would wake me up with a blowjob and I would spend the day fucking her wherever and whenever I wanted. 

I have not seen them since I left England, but I think of her often and would love to visit them again. Who know I may have to take a trip and stay in Georgia for a couple of weeks?

My Friend's Wife



It all started while I was working a security job, I met Ron (named changed to protect true identity) he started to work at the same place almost at the same time. We became friends thru the job environment but I never considered him a best friend.

In time I would notice that his wife Linda (name also changed) would come to drop him off to work, and in the evenings she would pick him up. She would casually look my way, and I was never the wiser of what she was feeling or desiring at this stage.

On day when I was off duty, the phone rang and on the other side was the voice of a female. She said you don't know me, but I am the wife of one of the securities that work with you. I am calling to find out about my husband, I think he might be cheating on me.

I asked her who he was, and why she was calling me to ask such a question that I would probably not answer for her anyway. That is when she started to tell me how she would always look for me when she would drop him off and pick him up."I know your wife is out of town visiting her mother, he told me so, so you are alone, that is why I took the chance to call." She was well informed.

I told her, "Yes that is true, but I never suspected you would be thinking of such a thing." She then said, "I go home all wet thinking about sucking on your cock, you really turn me on. I have been unfaithful to my husband once before, and I had moved to El Paso with this man, but he came to get me and forgave me." 

She said, "I really fantisize about you, I am the type of woman that likes oral sex more than the regular sex, he just does not do it for me, I would rather not do that with him...he turns me off when he wants me to do that to him."

I was completely aroused by this time, and had my cock in my hand. She asked, "What are you doing right now? I answered, "I have it in my hand and am slowly stroking it as we speak." "I am so hot right now..she said, I feel like cumming, my pussy is on fire, I wish you were here to fuck me, but most of all I want to suck all of your cum out of your cock and swallow every last drop."

We continued that way until almost the wee hours of the morning, having phone sex. She was well into her tenth giant orgasm, when she said, "Oh shit here he comes, I have to go."

We continued that way for a while unil she got enough courage to meet me at a motel. It was awkward at first, I was a married man then too, and was not accustomed to straying on my wife, but this kind of excitment I could not pass up on.

We made plans to meet at a certain motel the following day. She was a little apprehensive at first, but I started kissing her and she melted into my arms like she had always belonged. I tenderly laid down with her fully clothed, and she likewise, we let the moment dictate how much clothing would come off as we went along.

She offered her lips willingly to me, she sucked on my tounge and my lips communicating her anticipation of what was to come.

I took off her blouse and her bra and started sucking on her breasts. She never stopped giving a little bit of milk to me each time I sucked on her. Moaning with excitement she opened her legs and put my hand on her pussy for me to rub gently.

I did that for a little while, then I took the rest of her things off. She allowed me to take her panties off, putting my hand on them to show me how wet they were. To my surprise she had a full bush. I almost came looking at it. (A woman with a hairy pussy is a major turn on for me, ever since I was a youngster, when I spied on my elder sister one time. The sink in the bathroom had a hole next to the drain pipe, and behind the wall was a storage room. Dark inside she never was the wiser that she was being looked at. She was clipping her nails at the time, crossing her legs right in front of the sink. Her pussy lips fully covered in hair that was growing halfway down her legs on each side was more than I could bear. She was the major thought from that day on each time I masturbated.)

This woman was the same way, nice and hairy. I played with her pussy feeling her wetness, and she reached for my cock. "I have to taste you,..she said, I am going crazy wanting to suck your cock." 

"Turn around,..I said, let me suck on your pussy at the same time." She did not hesitate, she put her totally wet pussy right on my mouth. I licked her juice which had gone halfway down to her knees off of her, little by little, until I had my mouth sucking and tantalizing her pussy with my tounge, swirling all of her hair in my mouth from time to time, thick black long curls.

By this time, she had my cock in her mouth deep throating me, and moaning with contentment. She kind of reminded me of a baby calf happily sucking on his mothers tits.

She would press her pussy to my mouth orgasm after orgasm. Taking my cock out of her mouth, I said,.."Let me fuck your pussy, I want you to give me your pussy like you have never given it up before." She had came a lot of times her womanly smell was now combined with a musky scent all women give off when they have been cumming hard.

"Let me suck you off, she said..I want to taste my pussy all over your hard cock, I want to lick my pussy juice all off of your cock, and then you can empty out in my mouth, I will swallow every drop of your cum." She went at it with a relish I had never experienced before, she would cum time after time just sucking.

We spent the better part of the day fucking and sucking. We went out to lunch and came back for one last go round.

From that day on she made sure her husband would invite me to their house on a regular basis. She would time me when it was time for me to go to the restroom after drinking beer, and would leave two or three of her longest pussy hairs on top of the toilet where I would find them.

On several occasions I spent the night at their house in the den. She would come to me in the wee hours of the night and kiss me, and to suck my cock for a couple of seconds, and then hurry back to her bed where Ron laid sound asleep.

I think the most erotic moment I had with her was when we went out one time. Ron was driving and she had elected to go in the back seat. When we arrived at the bar where we were going, I opened the door before Ron could circle the car, as she got off she gave me a pussy shot, opening her legs wide open for me to see that she had no underwear.

While in the same bar, she was sitting at the head of the table, her husband Ron was directly across from me. There was a long table cloth covering the table. She was pretending to be cold due to the airconditioning, and in the semi-darkness of the place, I felt her hand on my thigh and then she started caressing my cock over my pants.

He was never the wiser as to what his wife was doing to me. Several times she got up to go dry herself, and when he would go for a beer or to the restroom she would tell me,.."I'm so hot and wet, I wish you could fuck me right here on top of this table, I want you to cum all over me, then I want you to bring as much cum as you can collect back to my mouth, it is a turn on for me to have cum all over me. I want to suck you dry."

I could feel her squeezing her legs together and making herself cum. This is a true story of an affair that lasted eighteen whole years. They finally moved to another state, but she has never forgotten me. She calls from time to time to tell me she had a dream of me, or how horny she is playing with her cunt and thinking of me.

To this day, I have not had another woman like her, that enjoys sucking my cock with the joy that she showed. She will always be special to me, I will always love and think about her. 



My Friend's Wife



When I think back about how it all started it is really kind of funny. My best friend had his car towed one day for parking in the wrong place. He was working quite a lot and asked me if I would drive his wife to the tow in lot to get his car.

It was my day off and so I agreed. I had always gotten along with Kay, she was attractive funny and very sexy. She was about 5'9, 110 pounds soaking wet, red hair and hazel eyes. She was very, very sexy. The way she looked at you and smiled. When she put her hands on you, just in a casual way, was electrifying.

I drove over to the house and walked to the door and rang the bell. Kay came to the door in a loose tee shirt and black slacks. She looked great.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said and smiled, "you want a coke for the road?"

"That would be nice, thanks."

She walked to the kitchen and I followed. She opened the frig and got me a cold Coke. Nothing taste quite as good as a cold drink on a hot day.

We walked out of the house and drove away towards the Metro lot. We made small talk and the conversation got around to my wife. I've been married 15 years and things have gone a little down hill, my wife drinks. She really needs help and I haven't the heart to leave her yet. I still hope she stops.

Kay listened closely and nodded, adding comments and advise now and then. The conversation became very emotionally for me and a tear came down my right cheek. Kay laid her hand on my leg and tried to console me.

I almost jumped out of my seat. The heat of her hand made my blood boil and I began to feel an erection building up. It didn't take but a minute before my cock began to show down the inside of my thigh. I tried to move so that it wouldn't show as much, but Kay saw my reaction and began to move her hand up and down my leg.

I looked at her and told her she better stop because it had been awhile and I might have an accident. She looked right into my eyes and said, "You don't know how much I love to suck cock."

I almost hit a telephone pole and slowed the car down below the speed limit just to be safe.

She laughed and said, why don't we go someplace. As fate would have it, my house was on the way to the car lot and my wife was at work. I steered the car there as quickly as I could.

We pulled into the driveway and I opened the garage door and drove the car inside. The door had not even closed before Kay had moved next to me in the seat and began to undo my belt. She pulled my jeans down and reached down my leg and removed my cock. She looked up and smiled.

"Oh my, I had no idea you were this long."

I laughed nervously and reached across to play with her ass. She had a tight ass, very toned and I could feel the muscles working in her legs.

She stroked me slowly at first, looking at my cock and slowly licking the head with her tongue. She slowly moved her mouth over the head and began to swirl her tongue underneath the head, slowly stroking the whole time.

My head fell back against the seat and my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. Her mouth was hot and wet and she continued to suck my head and stroke the shaft. She moved her hand up my shirt and began to play with my nipples, which drives me absolutely crazy.

My moans told her I was getting close and she moved her head off my cock and looked up at me, "I also love the taste of cum, so just let go and give it to me."

I almost shot my load right then, but she reached down and squeezed my balls with her hand as she sucked me and played with my nipples. I was getting very close and then she did something no one has done to me before or since. She lowered her head all the way down onto my cock, deep into her throat and held me there, closing her throat muscles around my shaft. I shot my load deep into her mouth and she swallowed all of it. I could feel her muscles contracting as she swallowed my cum and my cock. 

This is no lie, I actually saw stars I came so hard.

After she had cleaned me up she looked up into my face and moved her finger across the corner of her mouth and wiped some of my cum that had seeped out onto her face.

"You're going to have to let me do you as well." I said.

"Maybe later, let's go get my car and we'll talk about it on the way."

And that's just what we did.

(continued) 



My Friend's Wife



Thank you to 'LadyCibelle' and Techsan' for their editing of my story. They are two of the best. If you find any errors I probably made them after the editing was finished. 

Chapter 1 My friend and I:

My friend Esau and I have been friends since high school. We played sports together. Neither of us won any scholarships so we didn't go to college. We both got jobs at a local factory. Esau left and put some time in the military. He ended up spending four years in the service and, when he came back, he brought a bride and one kid back home with him. He has since had a second child. 

We both seemed happy and stayed good friends, not necessarily best friends. We hung with different crowds. I thought he hung around with the wrong type of people. I was the beer drinking guy that hung out at the local pub after work. Nothing special about me that would make me stand out in a crowd. I am a white male, thirty-two, already divorced, luckily no kids. I wasn't a big go-getter like my ex- wife wanted me to be. I was happy with the cards I was dealt and just wanted to lead a normal life. Go to work, do my job, go to the pub and then watch my sports. Of course I did other things too. I wasn't lazy, just not overly motivated.

Margaret, my ex, wanted more. She watched too much TV and wanted everything she saw. I told her we didn't have that kind of money and if she wanted to buy all the new clothes and travel that she should get off her fat ass and get a job. Well, she did just that! . She got a job as a cashier at the local Target store and earned a few bucks. Of course she spent every dime she made buying clothes and shoes and God knows what else.

What was funny - maybe funny is the wrong word - was our sex life was great. I think she watched all these soap operas and wanted me to be the same way. Hey, I did my best, plowing her fields on a regular basis. We also had oral sex. Man, she could really suck a cock, and humping her was great. Her ass never stopped gyrating. She even let me ass fuck her a couple of times.

What led to the divorce happened one day when I got home from the pub. After listening to all the sex talk the guys were spewing out, I got horny. The minute Margaret came in I pulled her into the bedroom and decided to do some plowing of my own. She didn't want to at first but when it came to sex she never put up much of a fight. She took off her jeans and panties and laid on the bed. I proceeded to put the head of my cock in her and she was already wet. I mean Dunking Donut wet.

She could tell I knew something was up and she started crying. I knew she had recently been fucking somebody else. I told her to just get the fuck out. Go back and get her loving from her boyfriend. She wanted to explain but I told her unless he forced her or manipulated her in any way I didn't want to hear it. She told me she did it willingly but it was a mistake. I agreed with her about it being a mistake and it would cost her everything. She had one week to get all her personal stuff out of my house. I wasn't giving her anything else. Hell, we didn't have much else. 

We lived in a big house that used to belong to my grandmother and she passed it down to me. It was a few miles out in the country but since it was given to me I couldn't complain. It was worth traveling the few extra miles to work. I liked it out in the country anyway.

Margaret left and moved in with one of the other divorced cashiers. I

contacted an attorney and got the divorce. I really did miss her. We did have a lot of good times until I wasn't enough for her. 

My friend Esau said I was walking around mad at the world and had to get it out of my system before it drove me crazy. He was right, I had to get my revenge on the mother fucker who ruined my marriage. I know it was Margaret's fault but she didn't do it alone. I couldn't let the guy go without some retribution. I found out it was one of the assistant managers at her store. He was married with a kid. What the fuck! Why he was messing with my wife was beyond me!

I stopped by Target and found out which asshole it was. I walked up to him and told him who I was. He said he would call the police if I started any trouble. I gave him a choice. I told him to come outside and we could fight it out like men or I would just go to his house and tell his wife about his messing around with other women. He told me he wasn't an animal and wasn't going to fight me. Besides his wife wouldn't believe me over him anyway. 

I told him he was a total asshole and his wife deserved a lot better. He told me it wasn't any of my business what he told his wife. I let him know he was nothing but a cheating asshole and if I ever saw him outside the store I would get even with him for screwing my wife and ruining my marriage.

When he got done admitting having sex with my ex he turned around and there stood his wife. I had picked her up before coming to the store. She didn't want to believe it until she heard it from her husband. She called him every name in the book as we left the store. He wouldn't come outside knowing I would have beat him to a pulp. I took his wife back home and eventually she applied for a divorce. I didn't take advantage of her even though she was at a low point. She had enough problems to deal with. Such a nice lady and got married to an idiot like that. Last I heard she took him to the cleaners.

I felt good after that. I felt sorry for his wife but she was a lot better without the cheater. From there my life went on pretty normally until one day Esau came to my house. I was totally surprised to see him at my house. Most people had no idea where I lived.

Esau was a black man. He was a really nice guy but as I had mentioned he hung out with the wrong people. His so-called friends got him into selling drugs and he became a collector for them. It was his job to see that the buyers paid up. He got into some big trouble. He was on one pickup of cash and the buyer didn't have his money. He started beating on the guy when another man pulled out a gun. He said he wrestled the guy with the gun to the floor and got hold of the gun when it went off. He killed the guy. He got up and left quickly. He told me it was a matter of time until they found him. He would be identified by the one he had beaten up. It was an accident but if you're a drug collector the police don't see it that way. He was pretty sure he was done for.

I asked him what he wanted from me. If I hid him, I would be an accomplice. He said he wanted a special favor from me. He told me I was always a friend he knew he could trust.

"Esau, what is it you want from me?"

"Jake, I want you to take care of my wife and kids."

"What? I've never even met them and God, I don't know, Esau. I need time to think."

"Jake, my wife knows about the shooting. I called her before coming here. I can't go home. Chi, my wife, said the police had already been there looking for me. I don't have much time. I need to know that my wife and kids will be taken care of and safe. I have no one else that I can turn too. Please at least talk to her. I'm worried that people will be after her if they know she's alone. I fucked up big time, Jake. You have to help my family."

My God, what was I to do? His wife and now he had two kids that he wanted me to take care of. I didn't even know them and he wanted me to watch over them. Christ, why me? I just wanted my easy going life and now I might get flung into something I had no idea about. I had a feeling I was getting in way over my head.

I looked at my long-time friend and saw him crying. I had never seen him show any emotion like this before. He was in some serious shit.

Why was I getting involved? I needed time to think but I didn't have any. My friend needed my help now. All I could think about was helping my friend who would probably go to prison. I told him to call his wife and to have her pack up clothes for herself and the kids. I would be over to pick them up and bring them to my house. I had an older home with plenty of room. I told him to stay at my house and not to answer the door or the phone. 

Esau decided it would be best to turn himself in. Maybe he could claim he was protecting himself or some other lesser charge. He knew they would catch him by the next day. He had nowhere to go, no one else to turn too. The drug runners don't protect you if you are on the lower rung on the chain of command. If anything, you are dispensable and they might come after you themselves.

I headed over to his place and looked around to make sure no one was watching the premises. I pulled up behind their trailer which was about a half a mile up a rural road. Chi, whom I had never met, came running out carrying her youngest daughter, while the older one followed behind. I ran to the porch and grabbed four suitcases and put them in the trunk. They all got in the car, Chi and the younger daughter in back and the older one up front with me. I drove off out a back road with my lights out. We could see some cars approaching the trailer. I was glad to get to the highway without being seen. We headed back to my house.

I pulled up at my house and told Chi to take the kids inside and I would get their suitcases. Well, I thought to myself, Esau couldn't stay with us or they would get me for aiding and abetting a fugitive.

Chi went inside and Esau talked to her for a few minutes and then came over to kiss his two daughters. He didn't know for sure then but it would be the last time he would get a chance to kiss any of them again. He said his goodbyes and told me to take care of his family. I promised him I would do my best. We all were crying as he left to turn himself in.

Before I move on, here is some info on Chi and her daughters. Chi is Asian and came from Taiwan. She met Esau there and they got married. She explained all this to me later but I thought I should interject some information here so it helps you understand the situation better. Many people want into the USA and marriage was one way of getting here. She told me she really respected Esau. He was a good man and did everything for her and her children. She did say he was the father of both girls: Tia, the oldest, was nine and born in Taiwan; and Mia, who is four, was born here which made her a US citizen.

Chi respected Esau very much and never did anything that would disrespect him. She was raised that way in her home country. She knew he was involved in illegal activities but it would be wrong of her to talk to him about it, because he was the head of the family and what he says goes. She was trying to learn the ways of this country and raise her kids as such. She now wishes she would have talked to Esau about his illegal activities and might have been able to convince him to stop. Then it was too late.

Chi was a beautiful woman. There are no better words to explain her. She was short, under five feet. Maybe about four-ten or four-eleven. She was lucky if she weighed a hundred pounds but was proportioned perfectly, very petite. She was twenty-eight but could pass for twenty. One beautiful woman, I could see why Esau married her. I wouldn't mind coming home to her myself. 

Tia was a beautiful young girl at nine. She was a cross between Asian and African-American as was her sister. She was going to be one attractive lady when she got older. She was smart and excelled in school as well as knowing both languages. She was also very respectful just like her mother. She told me she missed her dad and really loved him. She was a daughter he would be proud of. She was glad that he picked me to take care of them. 

Little Mia was a typical four year old. Great big beautiful brown eyes that would make your heart patter when just looking at them. She spent most of her time following her big sister around. Her sister took great care of her, playing with her and keeping her company. I could see why Esau wanted them looked after. They were a wonderful family.

The shooting was on the news and in the paper. They said that a man turned himself in. We knew it was Esau. The next day I took Chi back to her trailer to pick up any additional clothing and personal items. The trailer was totally ransacked. The place looked like it was hit by a tornado. The couch cushions were all cut open as well as the mattresses. I told Chi that we needed to get out of there quickly, something was definitely wrong. She grabbed a few items and we headed back to my place.

The following day the paper said that Esau was charged with first degree murder. His bail was set at one million dollars. Even a bond to get him out would have been a hundred thousand dollars. He wasn't going anywhere. Hell, his net worth and mine together wouldn't be enough to get a bond. Chi was really sad but said that Esau had told her that she would probably never see him again.

I went to the jail the next day to visit him. When he saw it was me he got pissed off at me. He said, "What the fuck are you doing here? You are suppose to be protecting my family. Now you will probably be followed. Whatever you do don't go directly home and never come back here again."

I had no idea what he was talking about. I told him I thought he was my friend and I came to see him. He said very low so no one else could hear. "Leave here now and never come back. I trust you with my most prized possession, my family. Please watch over them."

"How long am I to watch over them Esau?"

"Forever" he replied. " Now get out of here and don't let anyone follow you home."

I got up but was confused. When I got to the parking lot, I was stopped by two men. They asked me why I came to see Esau. I told them he was an old friend that I worked with so I stopped to visit him. I told them he wasn't the Esau I remembered and wouldn't be back. They just looked at me as I got in my car. I had no idea what this was all about or what I got myself involved in. I knew I couldn't go back to my house so I headed to the local pub.

I knew I was being followed then so I had to do something to get the suspicion away from me. I went into the pub and told them that Esau was in jail and wanted to say goodbye to his old friends. Many of the people in the pub knew Esau and decided to go see him. That was good for me. That would give a lot more people to follow and take suspicion off of me. 

I went to the house of my parents, who lived in the opposite direction of my place. I told them that Esau was arrested and about the shooting. I asked them if it was alright for me to spend a few days with them. I told my parents the truth that I was watching over Chi and her daughters. For some reason Esau thought they would be in danger. My parents are great and thought it was nice that I would help a friend like that.

I called my house and told Chi about my not coming home. I told her not to answer the phone. If I called her I would let the phone ring twice and then call right back. She understood and agreed to go along with me.

I looked out my parents' front door and found out I was being followed. My dad and I had the same name so if anyone was to check records they would think I lived there. I went to and from work from my parents' home for the next four days. After the third day I wasn't being followed anymore. I told my parents I would talk to them later and headed for home. Of course they told me to be careful. Chi and her daughters greeted me like I was their long lost friend. Chi mentioned that no one called other than me. That was good news to hear.

We didn't contact Esau anymore. We knew then that he was on his own. The news never mentioned his wife and kids but it did say that besides the killing it might have been a drug deal gone wrong. It was hard getting any information without raising any red flags and letting anyone know about Chi and the kids living with me. I did find out at the pub that the drug ring thought that Esau stole money from them. We found out that they were the ones who ransacked the trailer. In fact they went back and did it again and then burned it to the ground. That was actually good news for Chi and her kids. That left less traceability for finding them. 

Eventually, like most news, it was taken off the front pages and once in awhile there would be an article in the also ran sections of the paper. One article we came across was about stolen money. We read that the drug ring who thought Esau might have stolen money was looking for different people who might be part of the heist. They couldn't get any information from Esau since he was in jail. Besides if he had the money he would have been able to post bail. Why would he stay in jail if he had a way of getting out, even if it was for a short time, until his trial.

Chapter 2 Life on the Home Front:

My life at home had completely changed. It was only about two weeks after Esau turned himself in that his family began to be my family. Tia missed her father so I guess I kind of took his place. I would talk with her and she loved to go to the library and I would take her there. She started using the computers there and was teaching me about Taiwan and the people and their cultures. I introduced her to McDonalds and pizza.

I hardly ever stopped at the pub anymore. I would stop long enough for a beer or two to keep up appearances but I was anxious to get home to my new family. I couldn't understand it. I was never a big lover of kids since I was never around any and was an only child, but I began to love these kids. Everyday when I got home I was greeted by little Mia. I would walk into the house and she would call me daddy.

The first couple of times it bothered Tia and she would say, "That's not daddy, that's Uncle Jake." Then Mia would grab my legs. She wanted me to pick her up which I always did and she would give me a kiss. Chi never missed what was happening.

We began doing things as a family in the house or outside together. The kids loved playing outside. I had a little money saved and wanted to buy the kids a few things to play with. They lost most of their toys and games in the trailer fire. We all went shopping like a real family. We drove into the big city where we pretty much blended in. A white man, an Asian woman, and two mixed blood kids. A normal family in the larger cities.

It was quite odd to see Tia and her mother pick out toys and games. Almost everything was of an educational nature. I walked over to the stuffed animals with Mia and let her pick out what she wanted. When we went back and Tia saw Mia's stuffed animal she oohed and aahed. I told her to find one for herself. She came back with one and came up to me and kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Jake." 

I have never had so much fun shopping in my life. I wish I had the money to buy my new family the whole store.

I noticed Chi never bought herself anything. I told her to please buy herself something. She did pick out a pair of shoes and an outfit. I walked over to the lingerie and picked up a real sexy red baby doll pajama set and held it up jokingly and said, "What about this? I bet you would look great in this." 

She laughed along with me and then looked deep in my eyes and asked if they had it in a small size. She walked over to the rack found one in small and put it in our cart. I didn't know what to think. I know it's only been a short time knowing her but something was different about her from other women I knew.

When we got home everyone seemed so happy. I actually felt like this was my family. The kids respected me and I think Chi did too. Everyday when I got home she had dinner ready. I have never asked her to cook for me but the meal was always there. I told her she wasn't the cook and she wasn't the maid. I didn't expect her to clean up after me. I wanted her to be my friend not my housekeeper.

Chi told me she liked a clean house and she enjoyed cooking for me, besides she had to cook for the kids anyway. She did say she liked me a lot and respected me. She kept quiet about all the things that happened since Esau was picked up because she knew I didn't have to help them out and at first was afraid I wouldn't help them. She was afraid for her daughters until she saw what a good man I was.




My Friend's Wife



I told her Esau would probably never come back, that he would be going to prison and she was stuck here with me for now but could leave anytime she liked. I wouldn't hold her against her will because of a promise I made to her husband.

Chi told me she was a somewhat quiet person but she was also a very strong willed person. She has been through a lot in her life. Everything to seeing her parents being killed in front of her to her being raped at a young age. She also knew what she wanted and how to handle herself. She told me to not be deceived by her quiet and shy nature. She was still there with me because she liked me and so did her daughters. She was worried at first as she mentioned because she needed time to make decisions also and didn't have the luxury of getting time to put her affairs in order. 

Now since she had time to think things out she wanted to stay with me. She came out and said, "Before long you are going to love me," as she smiled. Believe me I had no doubt that she was right. I was beginning to fall for her already.

Later that night as I lay in my bed I heard Chi put her kids to bed. I wondered how all this was going to turn out. It was like a dream. I couldn't even imagine a story with this much suspense in it but this was real life and real people were affected. A good childhood friend was probably going to prison for murder. His wife, whom I have only known a few weeks, was living with me along with her daughters.

I knew I wanted this woman but not by force and not because she felt she owed me something. I wanted her because of the person she seemed to be inside. A warm, beautiful, loving woman who had needs that I could fulfill. Yes, I was falling in love with my old friend's wife.

There was a light knock on my bedroom door and then it opened and in came Chi dressed only in the negligee I had bought for her. I could see her small but pert breasts with dark brown nipples pushing through the lacy fabric. The bottoms were almost transparent lacy panties. I could see her trimmed mound with just a tuft of hair pushing against the fabric. 

She came up to me and said, "Jake, will you make love to me? I know Esau would approve. He told me before he left that he knew I would have physical needs and that if you are willing that I can give myself to you. I'm not cheating on him. We both know he will never return and I want you to fill that gap, the void that is in my life now.

I pulled the covers aside as she slipped into my bed. I didn't say a word, I leaned over and kissed her lightly. I pulled my lips from her as she put her hand behind my neck and pulled me back down to her lips. She opened her mouth slightly as we started kissing like two people in heat. I couldn't get enough of her. I wanted more as I slipped my hand under her lacy top and fondled her taut breast. I lifted her top up and began to suck on her hard nipples like a baby after it's milk. From one nipple to the other, back and forth, back and forth. I couldn't get enough of Chi.

I slid my hand down her smooth tummy and under the panty bottom of her night wear. My hand ran over the brown tuft of hair on her mound and into the forbidden valley below. She began to moan and buck her small hips against my hand. I sank two fingers into her as she moaned louder. I knew I needed this woman and she wanted me. I went down and pulled off her panty bottoms and sank my face into her pussy. I have only tried eating pussy once in my life. It was never like this. Her smell was intoxicating. 

I couldn't get enough of it. I started almost eating at her pussy. My teeth even lightly bit the folds of her pussy. Her juices flowed to my mouth. I couldn't help it; I wanted more. She grabbed my head with both hands as I pushed my face into her pussy as hard as possible and still be able to breath. My tongue darted as deep as it would go into her. She climaxed like I have never felt a woman climax before. Pumping and gyrating against my face. I felt her juices let loose against my tongue and face. Then she stopped. I could still feel the pulsating of her pussy around my tongue.

I looked down and I had cum all over the sheets. In all the excitement I had climaxed myself. That had never happened to me before. I had lost total control of my climax. I crawled up next to her and she rolled over and put her head on my shoulder and we laid quietly.

We must have fallen asleep. When I woke up it was time to get up for work and she wasn't in my bed. I went to the bathroom to clean up and get ready for work. When I came out of the shower she was in the kitchen and already had the coffee made and was making me a light breakfast. As I walked into the kitchen she walked up to me and gave me a kiss, not a peck but a full-fledged open mouth lover's kiss. She thanked me for last night and said she really needed that and that she never remembered ever coming so hard. She said maybe tonight we could do it again except go a little further. 

I had a hard-on listening to her talk. I only had my robe on and she saw my hard cock protruding behind my robe. She knelt down and took my member into her mouth and started to suck it. I have never had a woman affect me the way Chi did. I came and she swallowed my load right there on her knees on the kitchen floor. She then took the towel and wiped off her mouth. 

"That was for what you did for me last night," she smiled as she said it.

I thought, "What a way to start a day." I ate breakfast and got dressed and she had a cup of coffee waiting for me as I headed out to work.

As I was working, the bosses came around with disturbing news. Esau was found dead in his cell. They weren't sure whether it was suicide or foul play. It was on the news all day. When I got home Chi had tears in her eyes. She had heard it on the news. She cried on my shoulder and asked me to never leave her because I was all she had left and she and the girls needed me. I told her there was no chance I would ever leave her now. We didn't tell Tia. She knew her dad was going to be sent up for life and had accepted it. So unless she brought it up we saw no reason to bring it up right then.

We didn't make love that night like we had planned. We did lay and cuddle. That is what we both needed right then. The rest of the week went by pretty normal. We decided to take the kids to the zoo on Saturday. We were going to start acting even more like a family now. We didn't need to act. Right then we were a family.

When I got home from work on Monday, Chi was cleaning my bedroom. I told her it wasn't necessary. We had already been through that and she wasn't my maid. She looked at me and said if she was going to make love to me regularly, which she had every intention of doing, that she wanted clean sheets and a nice smelling room. I had to laugh because she was right. I had been a bachelor for so long that I never realized how unkempt my place was.

She opened up my closet to put some clothes away when she froze in her tracks. She called to me. I asked her what was the problem. She asked if the khaki jacket in the closet was mine. I looked at it and told her it wasn't. I thought she might have hung it in there. That's when she told me that was the first time she had ever looked in my closet and that Esau had a jacket just like the one in the closet. The thought of him at that moment sent a cold chill through her. He had that jacket on the day he left home but she said that she didn't remember him wearing it the last time she said goodbye to him, the day he turned himself in.

I reached into the closet and took the jacket out of the closet and off the hanger. I checked all the pockets and all I found was a folded piece of paper. All it said was, "Jake, remember the place where we fucked our first cheerleaders." That was it.

I looked at Chi and told her I had no idea why he wrote me that note. It was hard to believe that the last thing he would say to either of us was this note. I rechecked all the pockets in his jacket but that was all that was in it. What was the significance of the note? I read it again, "Jake, remember the place where we fucked our first cheerleaders." What was he telling me? Did this mean anything at all? I folded the note and hung the jacket back in the closet.

I sat on the couch and kept thinking about the significance of the note. Chi came over and sat down next to me and asked if such a thing really happened. Did the two of us have sex with two cheerleaders in a special place? I looked over at Chi and told her that one time the two of us picked up two cheerleaders after a big game and took them under the bleachers at the high school football field but that was many years ago.

Chi told me that we ought to go there. She knew Esau well enough that the message was of major importance. I called my mom and asked if they would mind watching the kids for awhile? Of course she was more than happy to. We dropped Tia and Mia off at my parents' house. They were the only other people we trusted right now. They were so happy to see the kids. I was an only child and they figured they would never have grandchildren. They looked at Chi and me and then at the kids. They now had hope. I could read it in their faces.

Chi and I headed over to the high school football field. Chi was small enough to squeeze through the gate opening but I had to climb over the fence. We felt like a couple of kids breaking into the stadium. I got caught on the fence and ripped my pants. Chi couldn't stop laughing. We went under the bleachers and there was a hundred yards of bleachers on both sides of the field. We had no idea what we were looking for. Chi asked me exactly where we had sex with the cheerleaders.

I took her to the spot where I had sex with the cheerleader I was with around fourteen years ago. Nothing looked out of the ordinary. I told Chi this was probably a waste of time. She asked me where Esau had taken his girl on that date. I pointed to the spot where I remember him being. There was a black arrow drawn on the bleacher frame pointing down toward the ground. I got down on my knees and started digging in the ground. The dirt was loose, not packed down like the ground around it. I dug down maybe a half foot and there was a plastic bag. In it were two keys and a note.

I read the note:

Jake, if you found this baggie then I'm either in prison for life or dead. I hope you kept your promise and are taking care of my family. If you have made love to Chi by now you will know why I married her. There is no more loving and erotic woman on this planet. I know she never loved me but I also know she respected me, which was all I could ever ask for. She was willing to be the mother of my kids if I brought her to the US. 

These keys go to lockers at the train station. I know you heard that there was money stolen and the drug dealers were wondering who stole it. It was me. I was saving it for my family. I was hoping to end this life style and move away using this money for our future. Chi had no idea this money existed. See to it that she gets most of it and uses it wisely. Whatever you do, don't flaunt it. They will still be watching people that I knew for major purchases. There is over two hundred thousand dollars in these lockers. The money is not traceable. Tell Chi to use it wisely for the future of our kids. Again Jake thank you for taking care of my family

Your friend

Esau. 

Wow! What the hell do I do now? Chi read the letter and asked me the same question. I told her the first thing we had to do was go to the train station and retrieve these bags. We left the stadium and drove to the train station. I kept wondering why Esau went to such great lengths to hide this money. That's when I realized that if anyone else would have gotten hold of this note it wouldn't have meant anything to them. There is no way anyone would know about our life in high school and certainly wouldn't have known about the cheerleaders. If he was still alive the letter wouldn't have meant much either. If I would have found it I would have probably just laughed or went to see him.

We drove to the train station taking different roads to make sure we weren't followed. We parked as close to the train station entrance as possible. If we had bags to carry we didn't want to walk any farther than necessary. As we approached the lockers, we looked around one last time. I opened up the locker and retrieved two small suitcases. We then opened the second locker and retrieved two more. We carried the suitcases to the car as quickly as possible. We put them in the trunk and I was shaking. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. We drove down the road to a restaurant. I had to calm down. 

Chi went in and got us each a coffee and brought it back to the car. We just sat there in silence and drank our coffee. When my breathing got back to normal I told Chi I was a mess. I was nervous as hell and not sure what to do. She suggested we call my mom and dad and ask if they could keep the kids for the night and maybe we could go to a motel and check out the suitcases. It might be better than spreading the money all over our house. If it truly was money. We hadn't looked in the suitcases yet.

Mom said she would love to keep the kids overnight and asked if everything was alright. I told her everything was fine and we would be by the next day to pick up the kids. My mom had to tell me how great these two kids were and how smart Tia was. Chi wanted to speak to Tia and let her know we would be there tomorrow. When Tia got on the phone she told her mom what great people my parents were. She was even calling them grandma and grandpa. We said our goodbyes and headed to a motel out on the highway. 

We found ourselves worried about being followed even though there was no reason to think so. I guess when you have that much money you become paranoid. We checked into the motel and opened up the suitcases. We started counting the money and putting it in stacks of a thousand dollars. When we were done counting there was over two hundred seventy five thousand dollars in unmarked and untraceable bills, the largest denomination being a hundred and all the way down to ones. 

We were both ecstatic with joy at this point. The whole bed was covered with money. I told Chi to get undressed and climb on the bed. I felt kinky and wanted to make love to her on top of all this money. She was smiling as she started to strip. Talk about being erotic. Believe me there is nothing more erotic then seeing a sexy woman lying on a bed covered with money. I quickly stripped and got on the bed and we started an all night sexual encounter on a bed of money. 

I ate her to two orgasms and then got between her legs and put my cock deep within her. She was gyrating and pushing pelvis against pelvis. I couldn't be buried any deeper in her when I exploded in her. Spurt after spurt shooting into her. After resting for an hour or so, we started all over again with money stuck to both of our moist bodies I began to make love to her again. I couldn't get enough of her small but very hot body. 

After cleaning up and showering we packaged the money up and put it all back into the suitcases and then got back in the bed for round three. I have never had three rounds of sex in my entire life. Chi sucked me to hardness and away we went for the third time. I knew I could never let this woman go. If she would have me, I wanted her for life.

Chapter 3 Life Ever After:

We finally had time to think. We talked about the money and what type of alternatives we could use. One thing for sure was we were going to keep the money. It was just a matter of how we were going to use or spend it. Chi said the money was not of great importance to her. Of course she wanted a nice lifestyle but not at the jeopardy of her children. She wanted them to have the American dream. The dream of freedom of choices that come with America. 

Chi gave it some thought and then told me she came to America for the American dream. Freedom, a place where you have so many great choices available to you. Education by choice, not forced on you. Her children could pick their own future and be the best that they could be. She said she knew there was violence in America but there was violence everywhere. At least int America she felt more protected thaen in her homeland. Her and her children had the freedom to be single or married. It would be their choice. Not a marriage chosen for them. She smiled at me and said there was so much more that America offered that the people of this country didn't understand because it was given to them. 

I looked at her and began to understand. She would have done anything to get to move to America. She wanted her children to grow up in a free society and have all the choices that America had to offer. That's why she married Esau. She respected him and was true to him till he told her she could have that freedom.

I told her I was going to give her that freedom also. We could set up a number of accounts in different savings institutions and she and her family could go after the American dream. She was welcome to stay at my place until she could get her affairs in order.

She looked at me without saying anything.

We went to pick up the girls. They told us they had the nicest time with grandma and grandpa. They asked if we could visit there often. Of course I told them we'll see as we headed for home.

I buried the suitcases in different parts of the yard. I had nine acres and lots of choices. Chi and I were the only two to know where we buried them. We wanted to take time and make the right decisions.

Chi was reading through her papers and was a bit confused about her citizenship. She and Tia were here because of her marriage to Esau. They were not American citizens. Mia on the other hand was since she was born here. Chi said her papers needed to be updated and wasn't sure what to do. I told her we could go to the next county and contact an attorney and see the what we should do. I asked mom and dad about watching the kids while we went away for a day or two to get the papers taken care of. Mom jumped at the idea and the kids were happy about it too.

I contacted the attorney who handled my divorce a few years back. He seemed like an alright guy and knew his business. Chi and I entered the attorney's office and I tried to explain the situation. I told him that Chi's husband had passed away and her papers were due to be updated. He looked over Chi and Tia's papers and said he would have to contact the immigration division about the latest updates since the laws change so often. He asked us to come back the following day and he would have our answers for us. As we were leaving he looked at me and said, "Jake, if she married you there would be no problem." Then he smiled.

Chi and I went out to dinner and discussed finances since we now had all this money. Chi asked me about what the attorney said. Would I marry her so she could stay in the country? I knew she was worried about it.

As I looked at her I had tears in my eyes. "Chi, the answer to your question is yes. I would marry you. Not just so you can stay in the country but because of something you said to me. 'I would learn to love you' and I did and I do. I have never been with any woman that I have had stronger feelings and emotions for. I see everything that Esau saw in you and so much more. Yes, if the only way you can stay here is by marrying me then you have no worries."

Chi was crying. "Jake, you don't understand. I have fallen in love also. I respected Esau and he was a good man but I have fallen in love with you. I don't want to be without you. Money, no money, I don't care. I want you, Jake, I love you and my children love you. We make such a good family. You see, Jake, I respect you, I care for you, I trust you, but most of all I love you."




My Friend's Wife



We left the restaurant and went to the motel. We made slow sensuous love. Going very slowly I kissed every inch of her body leaving no part out. Her skin was tingling with emotion. I licked sucked and kissed every inch of her until she said, "Jake, make love to me and give me your child. I want your baby, Jake. I want us to seal our love for each other tonight."

With that said I entered her, and gave her a slow in and out motion. I wanted the sensation to last forever for both of us. When it felt like every nerve in me was on fire I released my sperm as deep into Chi as was humanly possible. 

Chi kept saying, "I feel it, Jake, I feel your juices shooting in me mixing with mine to make our baby. Oh, God, oh, God, it feels so good, Jake, it feels so right." 

When I was totally spent I laid on her little body while holding myself on my arm to keep from crushing her. I looked at her face and she was crying tears of joy as she said, "Jake, you have to know that this isn't out of respect, it is out of my true love for you. I need you to understand."

I did. I did understand that this was her showing her love for me. It will be forever embedded in my mind.

The next day we went back to the attorney and he said according to the latest laws that Chi and Tia could live in the US. Their visas would need to be updated every two years. Chi smiled and told the attorney that was wonderful but she was going to take his other advice and marry me. She asked him if he would be able to get a copy of Esau's death certificate for her so we could get a marriage title. She didn't want to give away too much information so she told the attorney that she and Esau had been separated for over a year when she learned of his arrest.

My friend the attorney said he would get the death certificate to us and he would just mail them. There was no need for us to come back.

Life was looking good. We stopped back at mom and dad's and had everyone sitting as a family in the living room. I had Mia on my lap which seemed to be her favorite place to be. Tia sat next to her mother, as everyone wondered what this little meeting was about. I started by explaining that the visas were in order and that Chi and her kids were free to live wherever they want. Tia looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Jake, I want to live with you."

I smiled at her and told her that her mother had something to ask her. She glanced over to her mom as Chi said, "Tia, Jake asked me to marry him. I told him yes but it was contingent on how you and Mia felt about it. I know Mia's answer just looking at her but what about you Tia? Do you want Jake and me to get married?"

Tia jumped up and hugged her mother, "Mom, there is nothing I want more. Does that mean Jake will become our father?"

Chi responded with, "Well, that depends on. . ." I cut Chi off and finished the sentence. 

"Tia, if you want me to be your father, I will put in adoption papers for both you and Mia. Not only does that make me your father but you will also have a grandma and a grandpa." Tia ran over and hugged my mother who was crying at the time. She screamed out through her tears, "I have grandchildren," as she hugged Tia back.

That was the start of our new life together. After we received the death certificate, we applied for a marriage license. We went to a local judge to get married. My mom and dad were our witnesses and Tia and Mia looked on. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." I did and everyone including me was crying.

We went on a short honeymoon and mom and dad watched the kids. When we got back, we sat down and decided what to do about the money.

We never told anyone about the money other than mom and dad but we never told them how much. We told them that we were going to give them twenty thousand dollars a year to put away for Tia and Mia. We also gave them ten thousand for themselves. We told them we came into an inheritance from Esau. I knew my parents figured it out but didn't interfere. They wouldn't have any idea how much money was involved. We told them if there was anything they ever needed to let us know. 

Dad said, "Son, be careful and don't be greedy."

I told my dad, "Thank you and I will follow your advice."

We didn't change our lifestyle much. We kept our old car and I went to work everyday with a family that I loved coming home to. We did buy new things but nothing expensive. Our spending was nothing out of the ordinary. We put away five thousand each year for the kids education in an account. We probably spent another ten thousand a year on stuff for the house. We always bought on credit and made payments. 

We bought Tia a computer and she couldn't have been happier. We asked little Mia if she wanted anything special and she said a puppy. We took her over to the animal shelter and let her pick out her own best friend. It was so sweet seeing the tears in Mia's eyes as her new friend licked her face.

Chi was happy as a lark as she was singing while making dinner. When we sat down to it Chi informed us she had a surprise for us. Mia asked if it was apple pie but Chi laughed. "No, sweetheart, you are going to have a baby brother."

Tia smiled and was happy for her mother. She said she always wanted to be part of a big family. She got her wish. Over the next few years she had two more brothers and one more baby sister. We had six kids in all.

Chi and I couldn't have been happier. We did have to dig a little deeper into our underground savings but that wasn't a problem. There was enough to last a lifetime when spent correctly. 

All our kids were special to us and to each other. Tia the oldest got a full ride scholarship in computer programming. She also took the test along with her mother and became American citizens.

I was sitting with Chi one evening after all the children were put to bed. She looked me and just smiled; We had this special bond between us that could never be broken. She stood up and opened her robe. Underneath she had on the same red baby doll pajama's that we bought so many years ago. She might have gained a few pounds, I really don't know. I stood up and we walked into our bedroom and made love just like the first time only I didn't cum on the sheets. I held back long enough to implant my member deep inside of her. Number seven? Only time will tell.

After I came, I laid down beside my beautiful wife and thought to myself, "All this happened to me because I decided to help out a friend.

Life wasn't only good, it was Great!"

Hope you enjoyed the story

Comments welcome

DG Hear



My Friends Wife



Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story.

My name is Derek Weathers. Among my very earliest memories are playing with my friend, Jerry Sanders. The Sanders family had lived in the neighborhood long before we moved to town, just a little while before I was to start first grade. Jerry lived in the middle of the next block, while we lived in the corner house across the dividing street.

The day after we moved in, Jerry wandered down and watched and before long we had become friends. We played together every day until school started, then went to the same school, wound up in the same class with the same teacher. Jerry had never liked reading and was slow to pick up on the book stuff. I'd been reading for three years so I helped him with the book stuff and he showed me his tree house hideout. He introduced me to Gene and Clarence, then to Ann and Della – the guys were allowed in the hideout, the girls were not.

Everyday, on the way to school, I stopped at Jerry's so we could ride our bikes the four blocks to school together. In the afternoon after we'd done his homework (I always finished mine before we left school), he'd teach me to play Monopoly and Battleship. When Dad had an emergency and had to take a man to the hospital in town, he knew exactly where I'd be and Mrs. Sanders agreed to watch me until he got back home, however long it took.

As the years passed, the only things that changed were the games we played – well, and the courses of study I helped Jerry through. In junior high, I was into the advanced classes while he took the basic courses, always doing just enough to pass. In high school, it was more of the same thing.

Jerry was a little more confident around girls than I was. We double-dated some times and I was almost always with one of his cast-offs or a girl he talked into going out with me. Even when we were old enough to try sex, it was usually shared; Jerry would get the girl hot and bothered, get her clothes off her and screw her; then I'd get sloppy seconds. Not that I minded – I certainly loved the ladies and just because my friend had already gotten a piece didn't mean that she had any less for me when my turn came.

After we graduated from college, our paths diverged for the first time. Jerry enrolled in a beauty college – yes, he had always wanted to be a classic stylist that took care of the movie stars and rich ladies. In the meantime, I went 320 miles away to a college noted for its engineering programs. For four years, I saw very little of Jerry. However I had learned something from him; I didn't have many problems getting pussy while I was away at school.

After I graduated, I was offered a job with a major manufacturing firm in the city that I claimed as my home town, although I had actually grown up in one of the much smaller suburbs. The job was a good one so I took it and moved back home until I could get a few paychecks and afford my own place.

I'd been back for only about ten days when I ran into Jerry driving a new sports car turning into the driveway of his parents' house. I stopped and we greeted each other like long lost brothers. Jerry told me that he'd graduated from school two years before, started work for a salon in the city and then, a couple of months before, had started his own place. Oh, yes, while he was in school, he had met and married a sweet young lady. I was surprised – no, shocked. I always thought Jerry would play the field forever.

Jerry and his wife, Janie, had bought a condo in a complex about halfway between his parents' house and his shop. He invited me to have dinner with them that Friday. He could introduce me to his wife and show me his new home. After he assured me that she wouldn't mind, I accepted.

Three days later, I made my way carefully through the maze of recently constructed condos until I found their address. I had to admit that it was a very nice looking place from the outside.

Jerry greeted me at the door just as we always had as kids. He took me inside and showed me around, going upstairs and back to the main floor before going into the kitchen. There he introduced me to his wife.

Janie was a very pretty young woman – no, beautiful would be a better description. She was tall at about 5' 9" but probably didn't weigh over 115, giving her a slender look. She seemed to be lacking up top, in the chest area, based on my personal preference but she had a slim waist above well-rounded hips, which was definitely to my liking. I had to repress my desires and remember that she was my best friend's wife.

I don't remember what we ate for dinner – it was good but the company was better. Janie joined in the conversation just like she had been one of us growing up. She laughed at our recollections of the many funny times we'd had over the years, added a few of her own, and made me feel welcome in their home.

I finally said my thank yous and goodbyes and headed home. However Sunday afternoon, Jerry called and said that he and Janie wanted to invite me back for another dinner on Friday night. I accepted his invitation.

I took a change of clothes to work with me Friday and used the showers in the mill department to freshen up – and kill a little time – before heading to Jerry and Janie's. I arrived at seven o'clock. Janie was just putting the finishing touches on dinner and Jerry and I helped her put it on the table.

During dinner, Jerry reminded me that our favorite major league baseball team was playing out of town that evening, meaning that their game would be carried on one of the local TV channels. He invited me to stay and watch the game. When I hesitated, Janie said she'd also like for me to stay.

After dinner, I helped Janie clear the table while Jerry went to the bathroom. Then we adjourned to the den, where Jerry had the TV on the channel for the game. I sat on one end of the sofa and Janie sat on the other end, while Jerry sat in an easy chair beside her.

I slumped down into the soft cushion, my legs stretched out in front of me, and leaned back into the soft cushion. I felt good – tired from an honest day's work but full of good food and in good company. The pre-game show was boring and Jerry turned the sound down.

"Hey, Derek!" Jerry exclaimed. "Do you ever think about the old days? When we were in high school? When we'd go out on double-dates?"

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten."

Janie had slumped down on the sofa very much like me. Her eyes were closed.

"Those were some pretty good days, weren't they?"

"Yeah, not bad. But then, so are these."

"Right. But I was thinking about ... some of those times when we screwed the same girls. That was fun."

I thought for a bit, a little embarrassed by this talk in front of Janie. "Uh, huh," I agreed.

Janie's face changed into a little smirky smile but her eyes remained closed.

"I remember some of those girls really liked when you fucked 'em because your dick was bigger than mine."

"I don't remember any of them ever saying that."

"Well, they told me. Remember Mary Lou Tucker? Yeah, man, I made her cum but you turned her inside out."

"Hm, I had a good time with Mary Lou. She kept screaming so loud, you had to put your hand over her mouth."

"Yeah. Remember Joanne Kramer? After you fucked her, she wouldn't leave you alone."

"That was a nice night. It was good to have one of your girls all over me too. I always appreciated you sharing your girls with me."

"I know, man, but ... I did that because I wanted to, you know?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, come on, Derek. I loved to watch you fuck those girls."

"Really?"

"Yeah, man, that was hot. Watching your big dick plowing those sweet little pussies! I loved it!"

"I didn't know you liked to watch."

"Hey, that was better than any of those magazines I used to buy. It was like having my very own porn video right there in my car. I love to watch other people screwing."

I kept glancing at Janie, but the smile on her face never changed ... well, maybe it got a little broader. What was going on?

"Janie wants to be fucked by a big cock, did you know?"

"No."

"Yeah, she doesn't say much about it but she does. Don't you, babe?"

Janie blushed but her smile got wide enough for some teeth to show.

"Yeah, she noticed that bulge in your pants last week. She wants to know how big you are. Don't you, hon?"

Janie pulled a throw pillow over her face but that didn't hide her nod.

"Come on, hon. Put that pillow down and kiss him. You gotta show him that you want him. I'm gonna get my camera 'cause I want a record of this."

As Jerry left the room, I looked back at Janie, intending to apologize for her husband's actions. However she had put the pillow aside and was looking at me, her lips puckered. I lowered my mouth to hers and felt her tongue dart into my mouth. She wasn't the shy little girl she had appeared.

I responded and our mouths were soon open and grasping at the other. Her soft sweet fragrance filled my nostrils and lifted my libido. I didn't even realize that Jerry was back until I saw the flash fill the shadows behind the sofa.

After that, the flash was a frequent occurrence. It was a soft light and didn't really bother us but it did remind me that this woman's husband was watching everything we were doing. Still, his words - "Yeah, Derek, she's getting hot" and "Go, man, rub her tits."

I put a hand over her left breast, on top of the cut-off T-shirt she was wearing. Her left arm was raised to the back of the sofa, giving me access to whatever I wanted. Her right hand was on my thigh, slowly rubbing back and forth, always stopping just as she touched my throbbing cock. Her mouth continued to greedily suck on my own. I felt her chest push up against my hand, encouraging me to continue.

"Come on, Derek. Take her clothes off, man."

I threw him a glance. "Jerry, are you sure you want this?"

"Yeah, man, I do. So does Janie. Don't you, sweetie?"

She put an arm around my neck and pulled me down, murmuring, "Mm, hm," into my mouth.

I worked my hands under her T-shirt and pushed it up. She leaned over to let me pull it over her head. That left her breasts covered in a stark white bra. My hand settled back over her left tit and began to massage.

It took me a few minutes to work the multiple hooks of the bra open but then Janie shrugged out of it, leaving her smallish breasts open to my attention. I massaged one with my hand, pulling and tweaking her hard nipple, then covered it with my mouth and began to suck.

Jerry kept snapping pictures, moving around me, catching Janie and I from every direction. He kept up a running commentary, telling us he wanted us to continue, and especially he wanted me to get her naked. With our mouths still locked together, I popped the top button on her jeans and lowered the zipper.

Pushing jeans down over curved hips with only one hand is not an easy task. Jerry saw my problem and helped. Putting down the camera, he lifted Janie's hips and tugged down one side of her jeans and we "team worked" them to the floor. I slipped my hand into her red panties, gratified to feel the soaking wetness between her legs.

When my fingers found her slit and slipped inside, she began to grunt. I felt her stomach muscles contract as her middle undulated. Jerry's camera repeatedly clicked softly and the little strobe flashed often. 

"Yeah, man, she's hot for you. Come on and fuck her, Derek."

I worked her panties down her legs and again Jerry helped me get them off. Janie's pussy was freely flowing with warm sticky juices. Her right hand slid up my thigh and settled on my hard-on, causing me to jump. I know Jerry jumped in immediately to get pictures of his wife fondling me.

Janie's hands found the buttons on my shirt and began fumbling them open. In a few minutes, without breaking our kiss, my shirt was free and shrugged off my shoulders. I could feel her cool skin against my own fevered chest. Loved that feel!

"Come on, Derek! Show her your big cock! That's what she wants, man. Show her your big cock."

Janie managed to unfasten my jeans and I stood long enough to kick off my shoes, push my jeans down and off, and then shed my briefs. When I sat back down beside the reclining Janie, she eagerly grabbed my shaft in both hands, murmuring a soft, "mmm, yeah" in my ear just before our mouths locked together again.

"Yeah! That's what she wants. Give it to her, man!"

I broke our kiss and trailed my tongue down to her breasts, hesitating long enough to give each a little attention, then kept going south. As if she were programmed, the further I went the higher her knees came up, opening her pussy to my mouth. I settled over her sweet, wet opening with Jerry just inches away snapping picture after picture.

"Eat that pussy, Derek. She tastes sweet, doesn't she?"

"Mmpf," I muttered into the cavity of his wife's body.

"Mm, yeah, Derek, yes, oh, please, yes!" Janie pleaded. Just seconds later, she shuddered for several moments while she climaxed. Jerry focused his camera on the changing expressions on his wife's face.

Jerry helped me turn Janie along the length of the sofa. I lifted her right leg to the back of the couch and held her left ankle while I positioned myself just beyond her bottom. My long spear throbbed in anticipation of being in her hot wetness. Jerry's camera recorded me swiping my probe along her wetness and then slowly pushing inside her. Janie's eyes were closed in concentration while Jerry moved from back to front and back, constantly snapping pictures of our coupling.

When I started moving in and out, you would have thought he was in ecstasy himself the way he talked. He kept up a running commentary as he worked the camera. Meanwhile Janie seemed to be enjoying the feeling of my cock inside her pussy. Her fingernails kept raking my arms and upper back and my ass as she pulled and tugged and hummed and moaned. She told me about being full and that I was touching parts of her that had never been touched before. She dug her heels into my ass and tugged me deep into her pussy with every stroke.

In a few minutes, Janie began churning out little Oh's like puffs of smoke from a steam engine, chattering away while I fucked her tight pussy. Then on one inward stroke, her legs tightened and remained that way, holding me jammed into her cunt balls deep. Her fingers dug painfully into the flesh of my shoulder, her eyes fluttered closed but her mouth opened wide in an unvoiced exclamation as she climaxed.

Jerry was still scrambling around shooting pictures, still commenting about the action, but his voice had dropped to a level of almost reverence as he watched the expressions changing on Janie's face. I wondered if we would still be friends after he viewed these pictures of me screwing his bride.

I resumed pumping Janie's pussy when she relaxed a bit. A few minutes later, I slammed into her and began pumping shot after shot of white, hot cum into her love tunnel. I felt her ring of muscle around the tight opening milking my shaft of every last drop. When my spent cock slowly deflated and popped out of Janie, I sank gingerly to the carpet, my legs no longer strong enough to hold me up.

I was only half aware of Jerry still hovering around us, making pictures of my slimy cock and Janie's oozing pussy. When I turned to look between her still-splayed legs, I saw my cum all up and down her crease, very slowly oozing downward like the lava flow of an angry volcano. In fact I was still close enough to feel the heat radiating from her core. 

I watched as Jerry put his camera on the coffee table and rapidly shucked his clothes. He couldn't wait to get into his wife's hot box and soon had his cock in her steamy twat. With my legs somewhat recovered, I got up and stood beside Janie, pulling her leg up high and wide to give him easy access. Although I hadn't planned it, I didn't object when Janie pulled my cock to her mouth and began to clean it off. It only took Jerry maybe five minutes before he was grunting that he was cumming.

It was getting late and I still had a fairly long drive home so I sorted out my clothes and began to dress. 

I heard Janie say, "Jerry!" When I glanced at her, she was surreptitiously nodding in my direction.

Jerry put his hand on my arm, stopping me from stepping into my briefs. "Hey, buddy, don't do that. You don't have to work tomorrow, right?"

I nodded my agreement.

"Well, there's no reason for you to drive home tonight then. We've got a king-sized bed and all three of us can sleep in it, no problem. Whaddya say?"

Janie piped in, "Yeah, Derek, we want you to spend the night. Please." She drew out the last word like a real plea.

"You guys sure?" I asked. Both of them enthusiastically concurred so I agreed.

Janie jumped up and grabbed a hand from both of us, saying, "Come on. Time to go to bed." She led us up to their bedroom and Jerry and I quickly sandwiched Janie between us. She turned to him and they kissed while I snuggled up to her backside.

After a couple of minutes, she broke their kiss long enough to hand me a tube of lubricant and say, "Here. You know what to do with this." Then she turned back to her husband.

I slathered some of the slick stuff on my latest erection, worked some into her anus with my fingers and then pointed my cock at her back door. They were going at it so intensely, I didn't think she even knew when I slipped inside of her but she did press her bottom back into my crotch, shoving my cock deeper into her bowels.

Janie was working Jerry over so intensely I thought she was going to devour him. Her mouth twisted this way and that over his as she pushed him onto his back. Her right hand found his cock and, in a frenzy, she worked her fingers over his penis and massaged his testicles. I began working my cock in and out of Janie's very taut sphincter. We were a bevy of activity. Then within a short time, Jerry shot a load of cum into Janie's hand and I shot a load into her bowels. We cuddled up in a group and went to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke to face Janie, pressed against my chest, both hands fondling my cock and balls. When she saw my eyes open, she gave me a huge grin and said, "My turn, stud."

She pushed me onto my back and quickly straddled me, lowering herself at the same time she guided my dong into her pussy. I wondered where Jerry was but didn't ponder it long. The wetness of her tunnel enveloped me quickly as she sat down on my thighs.

For the next half hour, Janie played with a variety of movements and an even broader array of positions, shifting her legs this way and that to change the angle, some of the time facing me and part of the time facing my feet (I loved groping her ass when she laid out along my legs with my member pulled down at an unusual angle). Three times Janie climaxed before my balls contracted and I began spitting my load into her twat.

While we were resting, I asked about Jerry and Janie said, "He always has to work Saturdays so he left early, telling me to have fun with you. Do you mind if we fuck a while?"

I laughed. "No, I don't mind if that's what you want to do."

"What do you want to do?"

"That's easy. I want to fuck you."

"Then let's do it. How about a little doggy?'

When she turned over, I settled on my knees behind her and slipped my dong into her quim. For several minutes, I gripped her hips and held us close, flexing my probe inside her.

Janie moaned and whispered, "I do sooooo love the feeling of your cock, Derek. You're the biggest I've ever had. I love the way it feels inside me. It makes me feel so full!"

Ever so slowly, I drew back, pulling my shaft all the way back until the rim of my helmet was at her ring of muscle. I held still for a few moments and then, at the same slow pace, moved back inside Janie. Again I held still for a few seconds, long enough to give her a spit-swapping kiss, and then I repeated the process. I was just teasing Janie, wanting to drive her to the brink of lustful craze.




My Friends Wife



I guess it worked because she came with a scream partially suppressed by biting on her pillow. Still holding her hips, I resumed fucking her pretty bottom, feeling our combined juices lubricating her pussy for my passage. My hands began to explore her smooth soft back, around her shoulders, and then gripping her soft, hanging tits. Her nipples felt as hard as my cock ... well, close at least. She seemed to like when I tweaked them; her bottom began to bang back against my cock and she started to moan.

"Ooooohh, yes, Derek, fuck me, Derek. I love your big cock, honey, please fuck me harder ... pleaseeeeee!!!"

I picked up the pace, smacking into her bottom with a loud slurp on every stroke. Janie dropped onto her face so that she could put a hand between her legs. I felt her touch occasionally and was sure that she was rubbing her swollen clit.

"Ooooohhh, YEAH, Derek, fuck ... fuck me ... oh, fuck, oh ... oh ... oh, fuck, I'm going to cum, honey, fuck me ... I'm ... I'm ... CUMMMIIIIINNNNGGGGGGGG!" This time she didn't even try to suppress the scream.

When the shuddering stopped, Janie went completely limp. I held her bottom up and resumed my fucking, this time plowing her twat as hard and fast as I could. It didn't take long before I was filling her pussy with fresh hot sperm.

Spent, I eased Janie down to the mattress, rolled over to her side and lay on my back. Now that it was over, I was pensive, wondering about the events of the last 24 hours. I guess Janie sensed my mood – in a few minutes, she turned and laid herself on my chest, looking at me with questioning eyes.

"What are you thinking, lover?"

"Hm?"

"You're lost deep in thought. What about, honey?"

"Oh ... I dunno. I guess I was just ... wondering ... if I've lost my best friend."

"You mean Jerry?"

"Yeah, he's always been my best friend."

"Oh, honey! You haven't lost him. You've just made him really happy again."

"What?"

"I think Jerry's changed a little from when you last knew him. He doesn't have the same sex drive that you remember."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it sounds like he used to be the one the start sex and you got his sloppy seconds, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. Most of the time."

"Most of the time? Jerry told me that even the double dates you two had back then were with girls that he had already screwed. Right?"

"Well ... yeah, I guess so."

"That's not who Jerry is now, honey."

"No? What happened?"


"I don't know what happened. All I know is ... after we got married, Jerry was happy fucking only me. I think it is more of an attitude thing than anything else. Then as time passed, he just didn't want to fuck as much as he had. He still likes sex but not as often. We used to make out almost ever night when we were dating but gradually it dropped off. Now we're down to one or two nights a week. Jerry feels bad about it because he knows how much I like sex but ... lots of nights he just can't get it up. Doctors won't give him anything for it because of some childhood disease he had. But, baby, I haven't seen him as happy as he was last night in a very long time. I don't think you lost your best friend. I think you just cemented your friendship."

"Oh, yeah? But what about his wife?"

"Honey, his wife loves it. If he wants to make pictures while you and I fuck, I say let him make as many as he wants."

"You don't have a problem with me screwing you while he watches?"

"Hell, no! If that's what makes him happy, I'll fuck you every day, honey! Besides I really, really love the way your cock feels inside me. I don't think I would ever get tired of it, sugar. I know you wish my tits were bigger but my pussy and your cock seem to be made for each other. And ... I rather liked the way you felt in my ass too. I hope you can overlook my shortcomings."

"Shortcomings? Lady, you are beautiful and sexy and everything I could want. I just don't want Jerry to ... feel hurt."

"Good, 'cause neither do I," she said as she lifted her leg over my torso. In seconds, she had guided my spear into her still-wet pussy and was happily banging herself on my fulcrum.

On Monday, I got a call at work from Jerry, inviting me to their house that evening for dinner. I told him I would be glad to, hoping that I could get a better reading on his take of our situation. I got a clue when he told me to bring a change of clothes so I could go to work from there the next morning.

The night was everything I could have wanted and then some. Jerry started out by showing me the pictures he had taken and transferred to his computer. He ran them as a slide show and was as excited as a kid in a candy store, especially when the pictures of my cock working in and out of Janie's pussy came up. He couldn't wait for us to fuck again and this time, he undressed his wife for me. While I began foreplay, Jerry retrieved his trusty camera and began to snap pictures.

By the time I had cum three times inside Janie's wonderful orifices, she had cum several times as well ... and Jerry had jacked off at least once. Again we slept in their big bed, Janie kissing on Jerry while I fucked her once more from behind.

In the morning, it was a little hectic with three people getting ready for work at the same time, but breakfast was almost as if we were a family. It couldn't have been more cordial. Jerry asked me to plan to come back on Wednesday and then Friday for more of the same. 

For three weeks, they invited me over every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, all with the same purpose. On the fourth week, I got the same invitations but because Aunt Flo had come for a visit, Janie asked if I'd like to limit my activities to fucking her ass. She had become something of an Anal Queen in my opinion and I didn't mind screwing her back door at all. Jerry seemed to especially love it when I stuck my cock deep in her bowels, then rolled her over on top of me so he could get really clear pictures between our spread legs.

One night Jerry told me that he had found an adult site on the internet where he had posted some of our pictures. He pulled up the site and showed me how viewers were responding that we were a hot couple and Jerry was really cool for sharing his wife with his friend. Janie's temperature seemed to soar as she read comments about how sexy she looked; she was soon rubbing my cock and crawling all over me, couldn't wait to start the fucking.

Having established myself in my job, I began to look for housing closer to work so that I could have my own place and get out of my parents' hair. When Jerry suggested that I move in with them, I thought he was just being polite but he and Janie both argued that it made sense. It would be much closer to my work than where I was and it would make it much easier for us to get together whenever we wanted to. Eventually I was convinced and spent the following weekend moving into the second bedroom (although it turned out that I only used it for a giant walk-in closet).

After that, we always slept in the same bed together. With my almost constant hard-on, I was available any time Janie wanted to fuck. And she usually wanted to fuck just about every night ... except Sunday. Janie said she needed to keep Sunday nights free so that her pussy would not get sensitive so that we couldn't fuck the other nights of the week.

Janie and Jerry continued to make out one or two nights a week but that usually came after I had already deposited a load of cum in Janie's pussy. Jerry professed to love the sloppy seconds scenario, although I would have had no objection to working it the other way around nor could I have complained if I had not even had a chance at her on those nights. Still he insisted and I didn't put up much of an argument.

For over four years now, we've pursued life by essentially the same philosophy. Janie and I spent five or six nights every week fucking our brains out. Jerry gets a piece of her pussy as often as he wants to, usually about once a week, occasionally more often, but almost always sloppy seconds ... or thirds.

We have, on occasion, double-teamed Janie. Usually that means that I'm fucking her pussy or ass while she sucks Jerry's cock. However when he is feeling really good, he'll fuck her pussy while I'm fucking her ass. Janie really loves those occasions and would love for them to happen more often but unfortunately Jerry just isn't able to get it up that much.

Jerry has continued to make pictures of our sexual activity. He's even purchased a remote control so he can snap pictures when we are doubling Janie and a video camera to make short movies. He spends some time every night posting pictures and/or movies and responding to comments from viewers. It doesn't really bother me one way or another but Janie loves to read comments from viewers who tell her how sexy she is or how hot it looks to see us fucking. And, of course, it is hot to see my own cock plowing her sweet little pussy. So not only do Jerry, Janie and I enjoy our exploits, so do a few hundred of our closest internet friends.

Last Friday Jerry and I had both fucked Janie and we were resting in bed. I knew Jerry would soon be asleep. 

Janie squirmed around until she was sitting crosslegged between us. "Derek, Jerry and I have been talking. We've decide that it is time for me to stop taking the pill. We're going to try to start a family."

"Oh! Hey, that's great. Listen, I'll move into the other room and start looking for another place."

"No! No, that's not what we meant. We don't want things to change."

Jerry had rolled over and was grinning at me. "Hey, my man! Don't you love Janie?"

"Well ... sure."

"Okay. So do I. And she loves both of us, don't you, honey?"

"Yes!" she said with strong emphasis.

Jerry continued, "What we're saying is it is time for us ... the three of us ... to start a family."

"Oh? ... Oh, you mean you want me to ... "

"Yeah, man. We want you to be part of it. It doesn't matter to us which one is the father. The baby will be ours ... all three of us. We want you to be part of the family. Hell, man, you already are!"

"Wow! I don't know what to say."

"Look, it won't matter which of us actually donates the sperm. If it's you, I would love it just as much as if it was mine."

"Yeah. Yeah, I can see that. So we ...'

Janie broke in, "We just continue like we are. Nothing changes except ... I'll get pregnant if it all works out. We don't intend to have a paternity test to see who the father is unless it becomes a medical issue. Okay?"

"Sure ... sure, that would be great!"

So I guess it is the luck of the draw, so to speak. Neither Jerry nor I have made anyone pregnant yet, so far as we know, so we both assume that we're "armed and dangerous" so to speak. If volume plays a part, I know I'll have the advantage. However I've been thinking about the situation a lot since we had that talk and I really think we'll continue to be happy no matter how it turns out.

It's a little funny feeling. I went to meet my friend and his wife, wound up screwing her, and now may become the father of a child by her. No telling where this relationship will go but I must say that right now it is very satisfying ... and very gratifying!

The End