Early on in our marriage, my husband used to invite a few of his friends over on Sundays to watch sports. It had become a regular occurrence. Every Sunday, the guys would show up around noon and spend the afternoon drinking beer and watching football.
I didn’t mind as I had known them for years and they were also my friends now. Besides they were all nice guys and they all treated me very well. It was the boys’ outing plus me. I liked being the only female.
I began teasing them by wearing rather revealing outfits. I knew they all watched me. So as time went on I began wearing sexier outfits. Nothing weird just braless, short shorts, loose tops, etcetera. My husband never said a word. I think he enjoyed showing me off.
I was the good hostess and served them beers and snacks. Of course, I would bend over and give them a good view of the goods. My husband seemed oblivious to what was going on. It was all very discreet. I looked forward to teasing them every week. It was a real turn on for me, as well as for the guys, I’m sure.
There was sexual tension in the air.
One Sunday afternoon, I was hungover and sleeping late. I was awakened by the guys watching the game. I slipped on my housecoat as I sleep naked and went out to say hello. Of course, the guys were all over me about being hungover, etcetera. They apologized for making so much noise and waking me up.
They asked if there was anything they could get me or do for me. I said I was just up to get a Tylenol. Then as I headed back to bed I jokingly said a neck massage always helps my head.
The bedroom was dark as I had the blinds pulled. I was back in bed sleeping on my stomach when I heard the door slowly open. I felt someone sit on the side of the bed. I felt a hand rubbing my neck and shoulders. My husband can be so thoughtful, he knows a nice massage always helps my head. As I lay there with my eyes closed in the darkened room, I began cooing at how nice his hands felt.
His hands moved down and he began rubbing my ass. I love having my ass rubbed. His hands slid between my legs. This wasn’t unusual as his massages usually lead to sex. But he had his friends over in the next room so it was unexpected. He reached beneath me and grabbed my breasts. I could tell he was getting worked up by his breathing. I was getting aroused as well at the thought of his friend in the next room. I was pretty sure he had left the bedroom door open. I wondered were his friends watching? I heard him remove his pants and soon there was a cock pushing between my cheeks.
He parted my legs and entered me doggie style as I raised my ass and laid there with eyes closed. I was wet and he just slid deep inside of me. I was hungover and just went into automatic mode. Just let him do his thing, so I could get back to sleep. He thrust his cock deep and hard into me… he was more worked up than usual. This shouldn’t take long… I was half asleep.
Well, my husband was giving me quite the fuck, actually, it was unusually intense and hard. Maybe it was because his friends were in the next room and could hear what was going on? Or watching from the doorway? I really didn’t care, just let me sleep. I purred loudly so they could hear me, how hot was that. I became louder and louder as he fucked me harder and longer. I had a violent orgasm. I screamed loudly. My husband was still hard going at it. Was he trying to prove something to his friends?
He finally came with a hard violent thrust. He fell back on the bed gasping for air. He put his arm around me and we spooned. I was impressed and commented as such. He just moaned as he held me. He was exhausted as I was.
I soon fell asleep in his arms. He started to stir again and woke me up, geez what had gotten into him. He was squeezing my boobs again and I could feel he was hard and pushing up against me again. I pushed back and positioned myself, so he could slide inside of me again from behind as we spooned. I pushed back and he was at it again.
I asked him “what’s got you so hot”, there was silence. Something was off. I was more awake now, he felt different. I tried to turn towards him but he held me tight. That’s when I knew something was different. I struggled to turn over, “Holy shit!” It wasn’t my husband Mark, one of his friends. He just smiled at me and asked how my head was.
I was shocked. I just looked at him and froze. I managed to say, “Fine…Where’s my husband?” He explained that my husband got a call from work and he had to go in for an hour or two to deal with an emergency. He just had a sexy grin on his face. That’s when he twinged and I realized he was still inside of me and was cupping my boobs. I smiled at him and said, “Thanks for the nice message.” Then I thrust my ass back, and we continued to have sex.
I’m reasonably certain the other guys were peeking in through the door.
Once we finished, I got showered and dressed and sat with the guys watching the game, just like nothing ever happened. My husband came home with take-out and everyone was happy.
I ended up having an ongoing affair with his friend Mark.
