We’re all in our thirties, so going out and partying was not really our idea of having a good time.
Linda and I spent a lot of time together, chit chatting and shopping. While Linda had dated a few guys over the years, she never felt comfortable with any one guy. She teasingly told me one day, that should I ever decide to kick Don to the cub, she’d gladly take him in.
I told her that while we had out difficulties, I couldn’t live without Don and I was pretty sure he felt the same way about me.
Linda admired Don. I knew it and she knew I knew it, but she never once crossed the line or said or did anything inappropriate. Linda told me she was jealous of the fact that I had such a great looking man to sleep with every night.
“I can tell,” she remarked one time, early on in our friendship, “he keeps you very happy.”
For the most part, Don really did make me happy, but over a period of time, Don and I had grown into a pattern of having sex just to have sex; as a way to make sure each of still connected. Linda picked up on the changes, way before I did.
“You never talk about your sex life,” Linda mused one day not too long ago. She said she was concerned. I hadn’t really given our sex talks much consideration, because there really wasn’t much to chat about.
So one day as Linda and I say and chatted about things, I asked her if she liked Don.
“Yes, you know I do,” Linda replied.
“No,” I said, “I mean- do you like him enough that you’d fool around with him?”
Linda blushed.
“You’d never allow that,” Linda replied, adding that she wouldn’t want anything she felt or thought to ruin our friendship.
I assured Linda that no matter what happened, we would always be friends.
The phone rang at that point, and we never really finished the conversation.
A few weeks went by and the topic of sex never came up again. Then, as we were shopping in an antique store, I saw what looked like a sex toy on a shelf. I grabbed it and teasingly walked up to Linda, who was busy looking at some dresses.
“Look what I found,” I said as I held out the sex toy. In her direction.
Linda’s hand immediately went to her mouth to cover her shriek.
“Pu that back before we get in trouble!” Linda exclaimed.
I laughed. I told her I was thinking to buy it.
“You don’t need it,” Linda shot back.
“Oh yes I do,” I declared.
Linda simply turned and walked off.
The clerk didn’t say a word as she bagged the item for me.
As we sat down at my dining room table after our little shopping excursion, I sat my bagged purchase on the table. Curious, Linda could wait to look into the shopping bag.
“Oh my Gawd!” she exclaimed upon seeing what I had purchased. Linda pulled the sex toy from the bag.
About that time, Don walked into the kitchen. Neither of us knew he was in the house. It was a Wednesday and Don never came home for lunch. I don’t know who was more shocked, myself or Linda.
Don didn’t say a word as he stepped over and gave me a light hug. Linda scrambled to put my purchase back into the bag. She was flustered and red as a beat.
Don looked at Linda and asked if she was OK. She assured him she was fine, even as she tried to compose herself.
“You probably ought to use a tanning lotion,” Dan commented, “You’re sunburned.”
I didn’t say a word.
“It’s just a temporary thing,” Linda replied.
Don grabbed a cold drink from the refrigerator. He said he had the afternoon off from work and that he was going to just kick back and watch a Texas’ Ranger’s baseball game in the study. He retreated out of the room, cold drink in hand.
“Oh my Gawd!” Linda exclaimed.
I laughed.
I looked at Linda.
“When,” I said, “is the last time you got lucky?”
Linda didn’t respond right away. I wasn’t sure if she understood my question, so I bluntly asked, “When is the last time you had a man?”
“Oh my goodness,” Linda replied. “It has been a while.”
“I want to see you in action,” I said.
Linda had a blank look on her face as she processed my words.
“You are so very sexy,” I whispered. “I’m not into women, but let me tell you something- a secret I have carried all my life. If I were into women, and I am not saying I am, you’d be the type of woman I’d be in to.”
Linda shifted in her seat. I stepped next my friend. I don’t know why I said what I said, but at that moment, I felt like I needed to be completely honest. Part of the problem I had with Don is that at times, he was really rough and overpowering when it came to sex. I wanted to be more in control, but I couldn’t bring myself to hurt his male feelings. I had never been with another woman, but I was curious what it might be like. I didn’t want to hurt Don, but at the same time, I wanted to feel and experience something different.
Linda said she understood completely.
“I felt the same way when I was married- which is why we divorced,” Linda confided.
I sat down in a chair facing my best friend as we talked. Linda leaned forward, placing her hand on my knee.
“Have you ever talked to Don about your feelings?” Linda asked.
There was no way I could or would do that, I told Linda.
“Don has an immense amount of respect for you,” Linda replied. “I’ve seen how he looks at you.”
I laughed.
“If you only knew…” I replied, my voice trailing off.
“I don’t understand,” Linda said.
“Don loves sex,” I told Linda. “He would fuck any good looking woman, anytime, anywhere.”
“Has he cheated on you?” Linda asked.
“No,” I replied, “At least I don’t think he has cheated on me. But I do know that he has a deep admiration for you.”
“No way,” Linda replied. “How do you know?”
“I can tell,” I replied. “I’ve seen how he looks at you and he has never denied it when I ask him.”
Linda didn’t say anything for a moment as she let my words rumble around in her head.
“I would never do anything to ruin your marriage,” Linda replied.
“I know that,” I said, taking Linda’s hand into mine, “which is why I would have no issues with the two of you hooking up. That’s why I said I would love to see you in action.”
Linda stared back at me without saying a word.
“I’m serious,” I said, “I want to see you work your magic.”
I squeezed Linda’s hand in mine and stood up, pulling on her arm.
“Come on,” I said pulling Linda into a standing position and towards the private study where I was sure Playboy Don was situated, watching the baseball game.
We walked into the dimly lit study. Don was sprawled out on the couch, looking at the television. Linda followed me to a spot midway between the television and where Don was situated on the couch.
“You’re blocking the view,” Said Don as we stood in front of him.
I slipped my arm around Linda’s waist and turned her to face me. I slipped my other arm around her neck and pulled her in close. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth. I had never kissed another woman and this was a first for me. Pent up passions flew out of me like I had never experienced before. Linda thrust her tongue deep into my mouth, as she placed her hand on my left breast.
Oh my gawd! I was so freaking horny. It was like someone had switched on a light switch.
Linda slowly unbuttoned my button-down shirt as she planted soft kisses on my neck and upper chest. I felt a shiver crawl through my body with her soft and sensuous kisses. She slipped my shirt off of my shoulders and I let it fall to the floor. She reached behind me and unfastened my brassiere, which went the same direction of my blouse.
Linda deftly ran her finger tips over my breasts, teasingly fingering my rock hard nipples in the process. She winked and I blushed.
“I love them,” Linda whispered as she gently massaged my breasts in her hands, her hot breath settling just below my ear. I had my hands on her hips. I fumbled with the zipper to her shorts. Somehow I managed to get it unfastened. I pushed down on her shorts. Linda wiggled her legs back and forth, which allowed her shorts to fall to her ankles.
I glanced at Don, but because the room was so dimly light, I couldn’t make out his facial expression. Linda helped me out of my shorts and my panties, which joined the articles of clothing already on the floor. I was unashamedly naked. I helped Linda out of her shirt and her bra.
She had the most amazing boobs. Her nipples, like mine, were rock hard. I ran my hand across her breasts and gently massaged them. As I did, Linda hummed her approval. I wet a lone finger and slipped it into her mouth. She took my hand and held it in place, sucking on my finger. I slowly lowered my finger to her chin, down her neck and to her breasts.
Oh my gawd! I was so turned on!
Linda pressed her lean body into mine and wrapped her hands around my waist as we continued to kiss. Her kisses were soft, yet passionate. Our tongues danced wickedly in and out of each other’s oral orifice.
In the soft glow of the television light that flickered across the room, I could see that Dan had stripped to his boxer shorts.
“Should we allow audience participation?” I asked.
“Only if the audience does what we tell it to,” Linda replied.
I looked at Don.
“Take off your boxers.”
Don did as I instructed. Linda and I stepped over to where Don sat spread-eagled on the couch, his ten-inch massive cock arching upwards towards his chiseled abs.
I knelt down in front of Don and Linda did the same. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his massive cock.
“I think we have a cock in need of some attention,” I remarked. Don didn’t say a word.
I took Linda’s hand and placed it on Don’s cock, in place of mine. She inched forward on her knees and leaned down to lightly kiss the tip end of his manhood.
“Suck it,” I said.
Linda slipped her lips over Don’s massive tool. I watched as he rested his head on the seat-back portion of the couch and closed his eyes. Linda inched her way down the shaft of Don’s stiff cock, taking in more and more until she had reached the base of his shaft. She worked his massive tool in and out of her mouth, coating it with her saliva.
I mounted the couch, placing my feet on either side of Don’s hips, straddling him. He looked straight up at me and smiled. My pussy was aching. I was soaking wet. I lowered myself towards Don’s face, pressing my pussy up against his face, even as I placed my hands on the wall behind us, to steady myself.
Don slipped a finger into my pussy and I about lost it. My knees trembled. Don held on to my hips to steady me as he licked way at my pussy.
Oh my gawd!!
I could barely control myself.
I slipped off of Don and rushed into the kitchen for my toy. When I returned, Linda was sitting on Don’s lap, with his massive cock buried deep inside of her shaved pussy.
“Fuck me!” Linda exclaimed over and over as she bounced up and down on Don’s manhood, her hands on his shoulders.
I slipped on to the couch beside them, my new toy in hand. I slipped it up to the lips of my vagina. Nothing had every been this close to my love box except Don. Ever. I was embarking on a new experience. I slipped the end of my toy up to my clit and rubbed it back and forth. It wasn’t the real thing, but the next best thing, since the real thing was not available. It didn’t take much and I was feeling the first twitches of an orgasm building up.
“I’m going to cum,” Linda exclaimed, digging her fingers into Don’s shoulders. He held on to her breasts with his hands as she stiffened and tossed her head backward, letting out a deep and soulful moan that could only mean one thing.
I slipped my toy into my vagina. My legs felt like jelly and quivered. I couldn’t hold back. I beat the couch with a balled up fist as my first orgasmic experience with a sex toy rolled through my body. I closed my eyes and pretended it was Don. It wasn’t, but it was close enough.
Don’s knuckles were white as he gripped Linda’s hips. I could tell he was close to cuming.
Linda leaned forward and placed her head on his shoulder, her long blonde hair partially covering her face. I could smell the misty odor of body fluids. Don put his arms around Linda and dug his fingers into her back. He was filling her pussy with his cum, as she gently rocked back and forth while sitting on his lap.
They both say still for the longest time as I continued to work my toy back and forth in my love box. Finally, Linda looked over at me and smiled.
“Kiss me,” Linda breathlessly begged. I leaned over and our lips met in a sweet and soft touch of love and admiration. She had just fucked the crap out of my husband. I was happy for her and for him and myself.
I closed my eyes as we kissed. Linda was a true friend. Her touches were soft and reassuring.
I felt Don’s hand on my leg. He took my toy and set it to the side.
“You don’t need this,” Don said.
“But I do,” I replied.
Don laughed.
“No you don’t,” he replied. “Not right now.”
Linda slipped off of Don. Don positioned himself over me, his massive cock hanging down, semi-limp-like. He slipped his manhood into my aching and very wet vagina. At first, he was too soft, but he held himself in place and within a few seconds, he had achieved the unthinkable. He was hard as a rock.
Don, Linda and myself had the greatest of times that afternoon.
Linda was the best thing that ever happened to us. We have so much fun together., all three of us. There is no jealousy and no fighting. We’ve shared so many great experiences and I think I’m the luckiest gal in the world and the best part, if I need some special attentions, Linda is always there for me!
