What Lies Beneath: A New Friend

" I never felt comfortable taking the latter role, but I enjoyed meeting Frank for sex at every opportunity. We thought sure you knew. Hell, I even engaged in heavy petting with him on the couch when we all got stoned and watched Saturday Night Live. He told me he showed you pictures of him playing with naked women. I always thought you would recognize parts of my body even though he never showed you pictures with my face. But you never caught on." Ellie got up from her chair bending forward in a way that gave me a clear view of one breast. She announced that she would be back soon.

It turned out that she went to check on the kids, because she walked back to me announcing they were asleep while she swayed her hips. Then she stood in front of me. She finished unbuttoning her dress and shrugged it off her shoulders. Now she stood before me in her red bustier, her naked breasts standing erect, her shaved pussy wet, and her legs taut and shapely in her high heels. "Like what you see?" she said. "Of course you do. You could never resist me in sexy lingerie. In fact, you could never resist me, period."

She sat close beside me and put my hand on her stockinged thigh. She knew how the feel of her thigh encased in silky nylon affected me. She knew my cock was stiffening before she even began to talk. That was when she started to tell her story about Charles.

"When Charles told us about fucking his friends wives, I immediately felt myself getting wet. It reminded me about how I felt secretly meeting Frank and fucking him while you were at work or home waiting for me. I thought about how Frank would fondle my breasts or rub my pussy while we shared a joint on Saturday nights. You never said anything. I assumed you noticed and that it turned you on. God, I would be so turned on in those days before children. And then Charles was having the same impact on me. I became progressively more daring in the mornings thinking you would ask what I was up to. You never did, so I continued my game.

When I went out to nurse the baby that second night, I remembered Charles announcing that he slept in the nude. I didn't really see his cock, but the rise in the sheet that covered his waist told me he was interested. The next night, I went for broke and nursed naked except for my panties. After I put the baby back to bed, I went back and sat next to him. I asked him if he found me attractive and he pulled the sheet off to reveal his erection. He is not as as big as Frank, but that is good. I have to be careful with Frank so that he does not hurt me. Charles is just big enough that I can thrust against him without thinking about my comfort and concentrate on the pleasure his cock creates in my pussy.

I played with his cock that night and he rubbed and fingered me. My panties were soaked after I came and then he ejaculated over my stomach and lap. I could not return to bed with cum soaked panties, so I took them off and draped them over the back of the couch to dry. I meant to retrieve them in the morning before you got up, but I forgot.

We still had not kissed, so I could not wait for you to leave for work. I thought sure you would say something, anything, but you walked out leaving me standing there all but naked knowing Charles was waiting for me in the next room, naked as well. I had barely reached the couch when he pulled me to him and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue into my mouth as he rubbed my butt. I explored his mouth with my tongue as I grabbed his stiff cock. I could not believe how it grew in size and hardened as I stroked it. I let his tongue explore my mouth while picturing my doing the same thing with his cock. He leaned back on the couch as I sank to my knees on the floor and took his lenght into my mouth. I wanted to make him cum, but I remembered what Frank had taught me and I slowed down. I pulled back and started kissing the underside of his cock. It was years before I ever did that for you. I wanted it to be special for my lovers and me so I saved it for Frank and Charles and later for Robert.

I cradled his balls in one hand and softly rolled them in my palm before licking them and sucking them lightly into my mouth. I ran my tongue over his scrotum while sucking on his shaft. Then I ran my tongue back up the underside of his cock and sucked him in while he jerked and pulsed in my mouth. I knew he was close, so I looked into his eyes and told him to cum for me, that I wanted to taste his cum. And he did cum, hard. He spurted into my throat faster than I could swallow. His cum ran out of my mouth, over my chin, and dripped onto my breasts. When he had emptied himself, I leaned back and rubbed the spilled semen into my breasts and nipples. I closed my eyes and pulled my nipples until I came myself. Charles watched me in awe as I moaned and squealed as my body jerked while I came

It took a while for my beating heart to calm. Charles said nothing. When I opened my eyes, he took my hand and helped me stand. He took me into his arms and I felt his tongue push through my lips as he kissed me deeply again. He scooped up his cum from my chin and rubbed it into my nipples, turning me on again. Then he led me to our bed in our bedroom where he laid me back and began to kiss my vulva. He licked my clit before sticking his tongue into my pussy. It felt like he was French kissing my vagina instead of my mouth. I laid back and allowed the pleasure of his touch, his tongue, his lips to sweep over me. My body was tingling with excitement and then convulsing from waves of pleasure.

I thrust my hips against his face. I wanted his tongue deeper inside me. I was barely aware when his finger entered my ass. Yet, when the sensation hit me, I started cumming again. I had become so sensitive and tried to buck him off me, but he grabbed my hips and climbed between my legs. I was helpless and then he thrust his hard cock into me. I screamed in pleasure and begged him to fuck me. I really can't remember how long he thrust himself into me. I just remember begging him to fuck me harder, to make me his whore, and to cum in me. And then I felt him spurting inside me, and I started cumming again myself.

I don't remember much after that until Charles was helping me up from the bed. He told me we needed to shower and I had to open my store soon. I was in a daze as he led me to the bathroom. He propped me against the sink while starting the shower and adjusting the temperature. Then he pulled me in and started soaping my body. He washed my hair. I let him clean me while I enjoyed his hands rubbing my body. He dried my body after we got out and then dried my hair. I felt pampered and loved.

He took me back to the bedroom and started going through my dresser selecting a bra and panties. I never thought I could allow a man the intimacy of going through my drawers, but I was in awe of this man. His final selection was a sexy blouse and short skirt. Charles told me he wanted me to keep him turned on that day just by looking sexy for him. I'm not sure how I made it through the day. All I could think of was what I would wear for the two of you that night before bed. I knew I wanted to please him and make you hard and jealous at the same time. And that began my affair with Charles. You know he still sees me when he is in town, and he is just as good in bed today."

As she finished her story, I realized I was pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy. Her panting let me know she was close to cumming. I moved to open my pants, but she stopped me. "No," she said. "Make me cum and then it is time for you to go home." It only took a few more minutes and she clutched my hand tight between her thighs as she started bucking against my hand and moaning. "Yes, yes!" she squealed. As her breathing slowed, she leaned over and kissed me softly. "Let me know when you have more questions. I think I am ready to share."