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A Playful Friendship


We had all known each other for years. Eric and my husband go way back and he was one of my favorite male friends of his. This closeness thru the years between us had been on a very innocent level and Eric has always been a gentleman.

In this recent year however something had changed a bit. Our relationship had become flirtier. Maybe I was some signal I had sent out to him because my sex life wasn’t quite what I would like. My husband and I still have good sex don’t get me wrong but over the years it has gotten a bit stale and the quantity is not there. He also has not been caring at times when it comes to my needs, occasionally leaving me high and dry after his orgasm.

Eric and I had been flirting a bit and share many hugs and pecks on the lips but nothing more. We have seen each other a lot at the shore house in bathing suits and a couple of times accidentally partially nude. Once he caught me changing and I was in my bra & panties and once I caught him naked with his back turned. Along with this we had seen each other many times in pj’s so we were quite comfortable with each other.

One night we met for drinks. It was supposed to be a bunch of friend’s even Eric’s wife but instead because of schedules it ended up just us three. It was a Hoboken club full of yuppies. We sat and stood at the bar and talked. At one point the conversation turned to sex. Whether it was my comfort levels with him or the drinks I had, I continued the conversation being very open and honest. We talked about a bunch of very personal things that surprised my husband. Things like whether we liked oral sex, whether I swallowed, even whether I had vaginal orgasms, as apparently Eric’s wife didn’t. We talked about sexy lingerie, and then the killer when I said my “husband and I don’t have nearly enough sex!” This was said luckily when he went to the bathroom otherwise I would have felt really bad.

The night continued and we even danced a bit. Our conversation had taken its toll on us as Eric and I were much more touchier then normal. Whether it was just standing a little too close in the crowded bar knowing my butt was up against him or dancing it seemed we were always touching lightly. During one dance he had practically placed his hand on my butt. The night ended and we parted as friends due with a warm hug.

Both of us however from that point on seemed to join a tighter bond with each other and there was a sexual tension that had never been there before. Whether it was the innocent touches or the frank sexual discussion I didn’t know.

A few weeks later we accidentally met at a local mall. I had gone to pick up some clothes after work and he was also shopping. My husband had picked up kids for me and was taking them to a little party. I was enjoying the quiet of a cup of coffee at starbucks when I saw Eric. He sat down got coffee and we chatted. After some innocent chatter I mentioned I needed to shop, he offered to walk with me since he also had to shop. As we walked we chatted a bit but nothing sexual.

Then we entered a footlocker. I needed sneakers and I sat down, I didn’t realize it at the time but Eric sat directly across from me. As I tried on a couple of pairs I realized he was gazing at my legs as the parted. Now I love a good tease but this caught me by surprise. It was winter so his view wasn’t that great, the skirt wasn’t that short and my black panty hose made it pretty impossible for him to even get a panty flash. But it was very sexy to know he was trying to look at me, I pretended not to notice and tried another pair and brought one.

We left footlocker and walked around to looking for another store. As we walked I thought about teasing him a little more, I figured I might have to ask his opinion about an outfit. I felt pretty comfortable teasing him in a place like this since it was fun and very safe

The next store was old Navy, I was looking for some cheap sweats to wear around house, and he were looking for jeans. We picked out a few things together and headed towards the changing rooms, the young man gave us two rooms next to each other, as I went in I mentioned that I wanted your opinion on what I was buying.

I started by removing my skirt and putting on a pair of the sweats, I then came out of room and knocked on his door. He opened it a bit and to my surprise he was in his boxers not yet putting on his jeans, this caught me a little off guard however I had seen him a couple of times before in his underwear. He of course did it on purpose to see my reaction, I matter of factly asked if the sweats fit nicely, I turned and he said nice. As he did he was finished trying on his jeans. He turned and I told him they looked good but might try the smaller size. With that I went into my room and slipped off the sweat pants. I removed my sweater and threw on the sweatshirt I was buying just to be sure. Then he knocked on the door; I quickly debated what to do, as I hadn’t put my skirt on yet. I had black panty hose and a black panty under so I was pretty covered but my naughty side thought it would be fun for him to see me like that and I was covered enough that it wouldn’t be alarming. So I cracked door a bit as if being careful not to be seen but he of course were right there, he looked of course but also acted quite matter of fact about it. I told him those jeans looked great and then he commented that my sweatshirt didn’t match my pantyhose. As I was reviewing his jeans I was putting on my skirt and laughed at his comment.

Well we both dressed and paid for our items and left the store. By now I was feeling very naughty and a bit horny, not that I was going to do anything about it but it had turned out to be a very nice shopping experience.

Then as we walked and commented about a conversation we had in the Hoboken bar, one thing we had chatted about was a thong. He had said how sexy they were but that his wife didn’t wear them and I had mentioned that I didn’t have any since my husband didn’t seem to like them. So then he dragged me into Victoria secrets and started to look thru the panties. I am not shy but was a little embarrassed as he went thru picking out different ones, finally I agreed to two of them. He paid for them and handed me the bag, with a naughty smile he said that for buying them some day I should let him see how they looked, he even mentioned that he should get to see them before my husband did. I laughed and said not here, he of course answered maybe some day when I had the chance. My quick response of not here had pretty much implied that I would somewhere else. This hadn’t really been my intention but it was too late.

We left the mall and he escorted me to my car, a warm hug and peck as always followed but I thought his lips had slightly opened as I felt a wetness on my lips but I wasn’t totally sure. I drove off feeling incredibly sexy.

A month later we would be down the shore and some strange events would occur. It was a Saturday night and the three of us were in the den. Eric had come down for the weekend since his wife was at her moms. This by itself wasn’t out of the ordinary what was however was that it had been a terrible rainy weekend and none of the regular friends and family came down. So there we sat after a rainy day we had consumed a fair amount of beer and wine. My kids were asleep and we just hung out talking and watching a stupid movie.

The first thing sexy thing that had happened earlier between us that day is that Eric had kidded me about my thong so when I showered that evening I had put them on. So later in the evening when my husband was in the bathroom and we were alone he asked to see them. We traded some shy comments, I kept saying I cant here, he of course figured kids were in their bedroom and it was safe for a quick flash. It was a little cool so I had put on some long pj pants from Victoria secrets and a tee. Eric had noticed the thong thru the pj’s in the light. He insisted that all he wanted was a quick peek and I could easily pull my pants down for a second, well it was pretty scary but also very sexy so I did. I pulled down my pj’s and showed him the front of the tiny thong and then turned quickly and showed the back. He told me I looked amazing and I pulled them right up. I was so hot showing off for him like that I cant describe, the thong was so small that it covered little, plus the thought that my husband hadn’t even seen them yet also made it that much more naughty.

So there we were few hours later in the den with some more beer and wine under our belts. Now my husband for a few years has liked when guys look at me in bathing suits and stuff so what was about to happen wasn’t that crazy even though he could also at other times very quite jealous. He talked about playing strip poker and of course Eric approved. I don’t like being dared so I went along and I think my husband thought I wouldn’t have gone along, or he figured I would play down to my underwear and quit. But he hadn’t realized how little my underwear was and he also underestimated my competitiveness. He also had no idea of this building sexual tension between Eric and I who made the thought of some nudity sound quite hot to me.

So we sat down and played. The first few hands were pretty uneventful. We all lost a few hands and lost our socks and jewelry. We were down to real stuff now, everybody had on a tee shirt, I had on pjs and the guys had shorts, and all had underwear.

The next to lose was my husband; he took off his tee, which exposed his chest. Then Eric lost and also took off his shirt. Again Eric lost and took off his shorts. He was wearing boxer briefs instead of the boxers I had seen him in a few times before and he seemed semi hard. I was enjoying looking at him. Then I lost, I had a hard decision, if I took off my shirt I exposed my breasts, or I could do my pants and expose my thong. As I thought my husband commented that I was quitting, I gave him a look and stood and stepped out of my pants. Wow he said noticing I was wearing a thong; I took a little spin saying you like. Then I winked at Eric as my husband’s reaction had just confirmed that Eric was the first to see my thong. I felt so naughty sitting their knowing Eric had not only seen them first but also picked them out and paid for them.

The next round Eric lost and took off his underwear exposing a beautiful now almost erect penis. I giggled a bit as he sat back down. Now my husband said that the game was over, Eric said we should play till one winner, My husband started saying no he was tired etc so I chimed in saying, look who was quitting now. I was dying now to get naked in front of Eric and I was about to say I would keep playing when he decided to continue. The next loss was mine; I peeled off my top and exposed my breasts and my rock hard nipples. My husband seemed quiet while Eric made a gentlemanly comment about how nice they or I looked.

Then I lost again and I stood up in all my glory and peeled off my panties that didn’t cover much anyway. Eric looked at my little patch of pubic, as I was now naked. My husband quickly declared himself the winner and suggested we turn in. I knew he was getting jealous about Eric and I being naked but I wanted to enjoy the moment. I sat there finishing my wine and making small talk about what to do in the morning all naked and making no effort to cover myself. Eric followed my lead chatting with me with his raging hard on at attention. We continued this for about 15 minutes while my husband nervously fidgeted and picked up cards and stuff before we finally started putting clothes back on and went to bed.

We went to bed and I was horny and so was my husband so we started having sex, it was hotter then it had been for quite a while. I had a very intense orgasm as did my husband but then with the wine he drifted off to sleep and I was wide-awake. I didn’t know it at the time but Eric had hung out by the bedroom door and tried to listen to some of our love sounds. He would confess this later

I was still wide-awake and decided to walk down to kitchen, I was naked so I threw on my short robe figuring that all were asleep anyway. I was surprised to find Eric, sitting on a chair drinking a cup of tea. He also thought he would be alone and had on a tee and his briefs. His hard on had gone down a bit but I could still notice a bulge. We exchanged Hellos and I poured myself a cup. He asked where my husband was and I told him sleeping, he knew we had sex but he was probably hoping that once had not been enough for me that night.

I went to sit and noticed he was now hard; I couldn’t help comment about it still being that way. He of course reminded me that his wife wasn’t there and that the game had been pretty arousing. He also let on that based on what he could hear in his room I had gotten pretty aroused from the game also. I blushed knowing I had moaned pretty well in the bedroom. Then we had a short conversation about how arousing it had been to be naked in front of each other. What followed was a surprising discussion about masturbation. He admitted that he had planned to when he got back to his room and I kind of admitted that I too might. What happened next is hard to explain but somehow after a few shy playful comments the possibility of masturbating together came up. I would have love to do something crazy yet safe like that with him but was too scared so I said no way, he said okay like a hurt puppy dog and I then said something I shouldn’t have,

I said I would be willing to help him but he had to promise not to try anything. He looked pretty surprised, I took a walk to check on everybody and make sure they were asleep. On my return I took him to the laundry room, I figured if anyone came down he could stay there and I would come out like I was doing late night laundry. So there we were Eric slipped down his briefs and his cock stood there. I had brought some hand cream with me; I put some on my hands and started to jerk him off, what a rush I felt. It was so hot having a mans cock in my hand that wasn’t my husbands. It was close similar in size but it wasn’t my husbands and that made in supper hot, as I slowly stroked and gently played with it. Looking at him, asking him if it felt good. I jerked him slowly as I wanted the moment to last a bit and I could tell the night had taken its toll and he would cum quickly. He was enjoying it starting to moan a little as he leaned back against the dryer. I continued jerking him for a while and then started doing it harder, I was on fire myself and he realized it. I am not sure if he undid my robe or it just happened but at one point I realized I was naked with robe open. He whispered in my ear “just little feel “ as his fingers started to play with my nipples. I started jerking really hard as I didn’t have the will power to stop his advances and figured once he came he would calm down. Well it did, he moaned and groaned and let out a hot stream of sperm all over my belly and pubic hair. I jerked him until his was done and stepped back. I had cum all over my stomach, hands and pubic. I cleaned up with some paper towel and gave him a peck goodnight and ran back to my bedroom.

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