“Oh, really now?” said a voice from behind me. I snapped my eyes open. I turned in my chair to see my best friend, Leslie, Adam’s wife, standing a few feet behind me. Lost in my reverie, I had not heard her come through the back gate.
Suddenly very aware of my present situation I scrambled to cover with my top and turn off my toy. “Leslie, what a surprise, what are you doing here. I wasn’t expecting anyone out here.” I rambled somewhat incoherently in my embarrassment and confusion.
“Oh, don’t stop on my account honey,” she laughed at me winking, “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
I was a bit baffled. She had a coy smirk on her face, not the rage I expected given what she just heard. Maybe she didn’t hear what I said? No that’s not likely, but then why wasn’t she angry?
She continued as she sauntered around in front of me, “I was just stopping by to use the pool. I thought you said you had to work today. Isn’t that why you cut out early last night?”
“Yes, well I was supposed to. Carl emailed early this morning that they postponed the meeting. Hence, well…” I trailed off gesturing vaguely, trying not to think about the toy that was still nestled inside my womanhood. I noticed she was indeed in her black bikini with her sarong wrapped around her trim waist. This wasn’t concerning to me; she had a standing open invitation to use my pool when she wanted. What was concerning though was the fact she was holding my sandals in her right hand. “Shit! I forgot to go back for those,” I thought to myself.
“I see you found my sandals, thanks for grabbing those for me,” I started.
“Oh yeah, it was the funniest thing. I came across them on my walk over here. Just lying in the grass as if you lost them running. Did everything go ok on your way home last night?”
“Yeah, I, umm…” I struggled to produce a plausible lie, I was not good at this.
“Marie, relax. I know what is going on,” she interrupted.
“Uh, you do? Err, I mean, what are you talking about?”
She sauntered closer to me and dropped her voice, “I know you’ve been fucking Adam. I know the two of you were in the park last night. I know he fucked you on my Focus after the super bowl. I have known about the two of you for quite a while.”
I felt the color drain from my face. I didn’t know how to respond.
“I am sure you must be baffled right now,” she continued. “If I have known, why haven’t I confronted you or Adam. Why haven’t I taken my knowledge to James and outed you for the hussy you’ve been.” Despite the malice in the words themselves, it wasn’t in her tone. No, she just sounded AMUSED, hell maybe even a little aroused.
“Don’t worry,” she went on, “I really am not mad. Obviously, you know I am not the most faithful myself. If you can keep my dirty little secrets why can’t I keep yours?”
I knew her better than to feel relieved right now. She had something up her sleeve yet. I could tell by that look on her face. She was the cat; I was the canary and she had me right where she wanted.
“Do you remember those nights at the sorority house? The ones with the bottle of Jose and playing Truth or Dare? Or the nights of strip poker after closing down the bars?” She asked, seemingly changing the subject. “Oh, how fun those times were. Those are probably some of my favorite college memories,” she said coyly, winking at me.
“Yes, I remember those times,” I said, heat returning to my face. “It’s hard to forget since you are still the only woman I have ever been with like that.”
“Mmmhmmm,” she whispered with desire. “I was thinking, if you’re going to sleep with my husband, I think it’s only fair you help me relive some of those days.” She was practically standing over me now.
And there it was, finally getting to what it was she wanted! What could I say? I couldn’t deny what she had said. Even if I tried to lie my way out of it, she knew me too well. It wasn’t that I wasn’t attracted to her, but I had said goodbye to those adventures long before I married James. They were fun times, but they didn’t leave a lasting desire strong enough to cause me to stray. I couldn’t exactly tell her no though. She was just spiteful enough I know that if she didn’t get her way, she would see to it James found out about my indiscretions.
As if my inner turmoil was etched on my face, she smirked down at me. “I know being unfaithful isn’t what has you worried. I think you just need the proper motivation.” And with that, she reached down and hit the power button on my toy that was still in place. “Keep me happy, and I’ll keep your secrets.” She said unwrapping her sarong.
The sudden vibrations in my groin instantly turned me on. I dropped my top and reached for the drawstring ties on the sides of her bikini bottoms. I pulled her close as I untied and removed the bottoms. She straddled the lounge chair bringing her recently waxed pussy to my face. I grabbed her firm ass and buried my face into her honeypot.
“Oh Yes!” she cried out, grabbing the top of the lounge chair to help balance herself.
I went to town, lapping at her slit. Alternating between caressing the insides of her labia to vigorously flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. Her sweet nectar ran down my face. I had forgotten just how delectable she could be. She was aroused for sure, but she wasn’t going to get there like this. I kept at it while I manoeuvred my thumb into her swollen opening, coating it in her juices. Once I was satisfied it was adequately lubricated, I moved my oral ministrations to focus solely on her clitoris. Slowly sucking it in between my lips, I used my moistened thumb to massage her puckered hole. I wasn’t trying to penetrate, but just apply the pressure I know she enjoyed.
“OOH FUUUCK!” she screamed, her thighs quivering around my ears.
JACKPOT! It was as if her orgasm was locked in a safe, and I hit the combination to set it free. Her cum squirted out of her and all over my face. I continued to tease her clit a little bit while she regained her composure.
Once her legs stopped shaking enough, she backed off me.
“Well wasn’t that something?” she asked with a satisfied smile on her face. “But now I think it’s your turn.” With that, she reached down and finessed the still vibrating toy out from my crotch and clicked it off. “I think we should go for a swim.”
