My wife is napping in darkness as I return home, exquisitely sprawled on our bed, impossibly sexy in her scruffy old nightshirt.
I strip and slip in behind her. Naked beneath the shirt, my fingers float softly and enjoy her every curve. I lovingly close in, awakening her pussy with soft fingers. We kiss. Instinctively, she sighs, opens, pulls me to her.
I cup her face. Then freeze.
“What? Why…?”
A finger to my lips, I’m silenced.
Rachel’s eyebrows rise high and with a wicked smile, she shrugs.
I shrug back, moaning as I slide inside my wife’s best friend.
