When one of my friends introduced me to her new husband, I had a bad feeling. Not because I didn’t like him, but because I liked him too much. I was instantly attracted to him and knew if I acted on it, I’d lose her as a friend. I had to weigh how much she meant to me as a friend, versus how attracted to him I was. I could tell from how he looked at me, this was mutual. He wasted no time in getting me alone and making suggestive remarks. I could feel the heat between us. Good thing my friend seemed to clueless to notice.
The place we met was a party, a big and boisterous one. He took me to a quiet room and wasted no time in touching and kissing me, and I didn’t stop him. The door was locked, but I worried my friend might come looking for him, but she didn’t. He promised she’d be absorbed in her friends for hours, so there was no worry of getting caught. He laid me on the bed, pulled my skirt up and pulled my panties to the side. He stroked his hard cock up and down my already dripping wet slit.
My clit sprang to life as I felt his cock and it felt so good. My nipples were erect and I was so turned on as he teased me this way. He finally slid into me and stretched me open and he began to thrust into me and fuck me hard. He grabbed my ass and I bit my lip to keep from crying out with pleasure. I didn’t want us to be heard. We bucked against one another as we fucked and each sought our release. He worked the pad of his thumb on my stiff clit and I soon came from his cock and his playing with my clit. He shot his load in me and we soon straightened up and rejoined the party. Him leaving a few minutes before I did. His wife did not suspect to my knowledge. I’d like to play again, we will need to be careful.
