On a pleasant late spring morning we were in Emma's car on the way to visit her friend, Maxine. Though this wasn't the way I'd normally choose to spend a day off work, I secretly didn't mind too much. Maxine -- one of Emma's gorgeous former workmates -- was now a "yummy mummy" to six month old Mia.
We parked in the driveway of Maxine's house, and as we walked towards the front door, it swung open and I saw Maxine. They were just about as different from one another as two women could be - Emma, dark-haired, tall and quite slim, despite her pregnancy, and Maxine, short, fair-haired and curvaceous.
I sat on the living room couch while Maxine and Emma fussed over Mia. We had only been there a few minutes when Maxine said to Emma, "I hope she's a bit hungrier now. She hasn't been feeding much at all over the last day and I've got too much milk. My boobs are really sore."
Without so much as a sideways glance at me, Maxine unbuttoned her blouse and opened the right cup of her maternity bra. Despite what she had said, when Maxine put Mia to her breast, the baby latched on immediately. Emma sat close, watching as Mia fed.
Normally I'd have loved having the chance to see Maxine's breasts, but somehow now it seemed wrong to take advantage of the situation. Perhaps Max sensed my awkwardness, and deciding to tease me a little, she began interrogating me about work. I answered her questions with my eyes firmly fixed on her forehead.
After she had finished feeding Mia and had taken her into the bedroom, Maxine asked Emma, "Do you have time to run me down to the shops? I need a one or two things."
Maxine didn't drive. Having to ask family and friends for a lift all the time must be a pain, particularly now she had Mia.
"Sure, no problem," Emma said after a quick glace towards me.
"Can you keep an eye on Mia?" Max asked, though her tone suggested it was more a statement than a question.
Before I could reply, Maxine said, "She's got a full tummy and a clean nappy -- she'll sleep for at least an hour or two. It'll be good practice -- you'll be doing this yourself in a few weeks!"
"And while we're gone, you can watch the tape of Mia's christening. I'm sure it's just what you wanted to see!"
Emma was Mia's godmother. I'd missed the christening because I'd had to work on that day.
After Emma and Maxine had left, I looked in on Mia and saw her sleeping soundly.
I returned to the lounge room and without much enthusiasm, I put the videotape in the machine. No doubt Emma would quiz me about the proceedings when she returned.
What I saw when I pushed the play button shocked me - so much so that the remote control slide from my hand and clattered onto the tiled floor. Instead of Mia's christening, I saw Maxine, naked and very pregnant, lying on her side on the edge of a bed. Mike, Maxine's former husband, was spooning her, fucking her vigorously despite her heavily pregnant state. Another man stood next to Maxine, his head half turned away from the camera. Maxine's increasingly loud groans of pleasure were considerably muffled by the fact that she was sucking on his dick. After Mike had cum, they changed places and the unknown man also did her from behind. When he had finished, Maxine rolled onto her back, her legs open for the camera to capture the cum dribbling from her pussy. Her smiling face was smeared with Mike's ejaculate.
Remarkably, the next scene was even more surprising. A woman, presumably the person who had filmed the threesome, lay on the bed, between Maxine's widely spread legs, performing oral on her. Judging by Maxine's gasps, the woman was doing an excellent job. Though her body shape was now radically different and her long, dark hair partly obscured her face, there was no doubt who the woman was. It was Emma!
While Emma bought Maxine to a climax, the unknown man knelt on the bed and massaged Maxine's left boob, squeezing out drops of milk, which he then licked off. The remaining minutes of the tape showed Emma and Maxine, using their fingers to masturbate each other, and finally them together in the shower, kissing each other and playing up to the camera.
My erection tented my jeans uncomfortably, as I contemplated what I had just seen. I knew Emma liked to have casual sex with women, but I hadn't known that she and Maxine had been together.
The sound of Emma's car turning into the driveway snapped me back to reality. I wondered if I had been meant to see this tape. Or was it a mistake that Maxine had left it out instead of the tape of the christening? Perhaps I should find the christening tape and swap them. Desperately, my eyes scanned the rows of tapes on the shelves next to the video machine. I couldn't see it, and as I heard the front door open, I realised it was too late to do anything but put the sex tape back on top of the machine, where I had found it.