This is one of my first ever storied I've written. Whilst the sex in the story didn't happen, there are a lot of true events that transpired in this story.
I appreciate all comments and feedback as I begin this journey.
My Best Friend Comes to Stay with Us
For the last few years, it has astounded me how much my wife Sarah enjoys sex and pleasuring me. I suppose from all the "guy talk" and banter amongst friends, I was convinced woman don't want sex as much as guys and that they don't get horny or crave a man's body. This is certainly not the case with my wife and I have a lot to be grateful for that.
Watching my wife explore and enjoy my body as I see the lust in here eyes and feel the passion in her fingers helps to show me just how much pleasure she gets from pleasuring the male body. This made me start to wonder that if she is so good at it, and enjoys it so much, is my body and cock enough for her? Does she want more? Could she handle more? It also made me start to wonder if she could help out some of those close friends who have mentioned they were getting any sex at home?
Which lead me to this story/ fantasy.
It was nice to hear from my close mate who I hadn't spoken with in a while that he was coming to town for a mutual friend's wedding. Of course, when he asked if he could stay the weekend, I told him, absolutely. We shared years of friendship, our childhood, going through puberty, learning to masturbate and many more first experiences together, we were close.
Mark arrived Thursday afternoon and settled into the guest room next our master bedroom. The smell of Sarah's delicious cooking woke him for dinner. Coming out his room, it was like nothing had changed in the last 6 years. He was still looking fit, dressed in black skinny jeans, his black and white converse shoes and a tight white t-shirt. He still had the same football player figure he had in high school and college.
Dinner was great. We reminisced about old times, caught up on what we had both done over the years and gradually moved to the lounge for some drinks. The conversation and drinks kept flowing, the jokes and laughter too and then the dirty jokes started and I knew it was time to stop pouring the drinks. Plus, I could see my wife getting flirty and I know exactly how Mark gets when a girl flirts with him. He goes full womanizer on them and it was already starting. I could see his eyes move down to her tits, which I'm used to from being married to an EE sized wife. So, to bed we went.
Saturday was a normal day getting ready for the wedding on Sunday. Sarah got her hair and nails done and boy did she look gorgeous in her low-cut thigh length summer dress with her brunette curls and long red nails. Something was making Sarah extra bouncy in her step today and looking mighty fine.
I made a joke to her that maybe we should have "Mark stay over more if it means she was going to put this much effort into getting dressed."
She joked back with a witty smile that "it's a lot of pressure having such a hot guy living under the same roof."
I sensed some truth to what she said and could see some excitement in her eyes as she struggled to make eye contact.
Saturday night for dinner we ordered takeaway, Sarah had on her third outfit for the day, a little more revealing than the last two.
We ate, we drank and had a good time before Mark said "Well, that was fun, but I am going to retire for the night."
As he got up, I noticed him adjusting himself but didn't think much of it at the time.
Sarah and I cleaned up getting ready to hit the sack. Feeling horny myself I started to make verbal and physical advances suggesting we head back to our room for some sex.
When Sarah was washing the dishes, I grabbed her from behind and I could feel through her thin dress she wasn't wearing anything underneath and was slightly wet.
I whispered in her ear "Baby, I can see you are all ready for me. Maybe I should just lift your dress right here and put it in?"
"Slow down babe, did you forget your friend is just down the hall?"