This is the first story about a loyal husband, his wife, and their friend and the adventures they get it to.
Please forgive the spelling and the grammar. I am not a writer and do not pretend to be one.
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"Hello dear, how's your day going?"
"It's going great. How's your vacation been?"
"It's so beautiful out here; the streams and mountains. The hot air balloon was great, so fun. We were so high, and the sky was clear I could see forever. I have taken so many pictures. When I get back on Monday, I will show you. Oh, by the way, my friend, Claire called, you remember Claire."
I thought for a second, then remembered I met Claire a couple of times a few years ago. She's a friend of Kim's from college. She was pleasant to look at; blondish curly hair average size breasts, nice figure. "Yes, I remember Claire."
"She sold her house and is moving back to town. But she can't get to her new house for three weeks. She asked me if she could stay with us."
"Sure, when is she supposed to be here?"
"This Sunday, could you also do me a favor, change the sheets on the bed and clean up the room a little bit?"
"No problem. "
"I love you so much."
"I love you too." She hung up. Fuck, l finally get a few days alone, now I have to entertain Claire, I thought to myself. I love my wife, but there are times I like to be alone, catch up around the house, go fishing, etc.
Friday after work, I went home to get the room ready for Claire. When done, I decided I would go fishing the following day. I got up early and headed out. The fishing wasn't that good, so I came in around lunch, cleaned the boat, and put away the fishing gear. Being hot and sweaty, I decided to take a dip in the pool. Swimming around for a little bit and cooled off, I got out to go inside. Inside the porch, I peeled off my bathing suit and hung it on a hook. The screen doesn't block much. I imagine the neighbors could see me if they looked hard enough. But I didn't care.
Drying off, I heard, "Nice." Startled, I looked up. There was Claire, standing in the doorway. She wasn't there. I walked in. She must have just arrived. She leaned against the door and watched me. Being a nudist at heart, it didn't bother me if she saw me naked.
"Do you always take off your bathing suit on the porch?"
"Yes. I don't like to drip water on the floor."
"Don't you worry if the neighbors see you?"
"No, I don't care. I'm sure they could see me if they wanted. But they are usually busy doing things in their yard and don't look this way." I finished drying off as Claire just stood there stared. "Kim told me you were coming in tomorrow."
"You know Kim; she's always getting dates mixed up."
I walked toward the door to get some clothes. "Are you going to let me by, or are you just going to keep staring at me?"
"Ok," she moved aside to let me by. As I walked past her, she grabbed my ass and gave it a quick squeeze. "That's nice."
"I'm glad you approve. I'm going to get some clothes on."
"You don't have to do that on my account."
"If someone saw us, it would be awkward, me standing naked in front of my wife's good friend."
"I guess you're right."
"Your room is at the top of the stairs, to the left, then left at the end."
"Thanks." She picked up her bag and went upstairs.
I took a quick shower, put on some clothes, then came downstairs. Claire was sitting at the kitchen table, looking at her phone. "I'm going to make myself a sandwich. Would you like one?"
"No thanks, I had a late breakfast."
Finishing lunch, "I have some things to do in the garage."
"Don't count on me for dinner. There are some friends I haven't seen for a while, So we are meeting at the beach."
"Ok, You know the code to get in the door right?"
"Yes."
"I will see you later." I spent the rest of the day working around the yard and garage. Made myself some dinner, grabbed a beer, and sat down by the fire pit. I was fiddling with my phone, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Claire walking out the back door. No longer in her beach attire. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail that exsiccated her blue eyes. She had on a tight-fitting light blue halter top that framed her c size breast and a short dark blue skirt that was cut above her knees.
She sat down right beside me, and as she did, her skirt rose up her thigh. I was unable to make out if she has any thing on under the skirt. She must have had a few drinks as her speech was a little slurred.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"It was good. I spend some time at the beach with my friend Mary getting some sun. Then I saw my friend Janice. We had some dinner and a few cocktails. It was getting late, so I came home."
There was a long silence then, "Tim, you know I've been divorced for almost 6 months, plus my worthless husband didn't touch me for two years before that. I mean, I haven't had anyone to take care of my needs, if you know what I mean."
"I didn't know that, Claire."
"Seeing you on the porch. Well, I have been thinking about you all day," as she put her hand on my crotch and gave my member a little squeeze.
"Claire, I am faithful to Kim."
"I know, but I am just so horny. Look how hard my nipples are." She reached down and cupped her breast, pulling them up to display them to me. Looking down at her nipples, they looked to be hard as nails, causing the material of her blouse to poke out. They must have been the size of pencil erasers through the thin material. Reaching down, she pulled up her skirt, spread her legs to show me she wasn't wearing any panties. "See how wet my pussy is fantasizing about you, and my poor little love button has been aching for attention." In the firelight, I could see her shaven labia. Her clit was poking out from between her puffy lips.
She then took a finger, slid it up ward till it reached the top, pulling back the hood, exposing even more of her clit. It was bigger than the tip of my little finger.
Straining to keep faithful, I said, "Claire, this isn't going to go anywhere."
"I know, but maybe, if you just watch, I will be able to get off. My husband use to watch me. I love it when someone watches. It makes me so horny. I cum so hard."
"Claire, I'm going to bed, alone. "
"Please, I haven't had sex in 12 months, except for playing with myself. I need it so bad, please. I will never tell anyone, please." She pulled her halter top off, exposing her smooth, firm breast. Taking a nipple in one hand and her clit in the other, she started to masturbate by the fire.