As I drove the last 30 minutes of the 8 hour drive from Norfolk to north Georgia, my heart felt like a jackhammer in my chest, my palms were sweating, my hands would have been shaking if they weren't gripping the steering wheel so tightly...despite my nervous anticipation ...even more undeniable was my excitement as evidenced by my rock hard cock that had been straining against my pants on and off (mostly on) for much of the drive.
My mind flashed back to the time I had visited (after joining the navy) my best friend Mark and his wife Ellen. I had known them both for years. We had spent the day mudding in Ellen's badass 4wd truck, hiked and laughed and just goofed off in the beautiful outdoors of northwest Georgia.
It was hard not to laugh around Ellen, she was a full of life, bigger than life artist whose infectious laugh and energy filled those around her. It didn't hurt that she was the epitome of a hot southern girl with one exception, she was tall. At nearly 6 feet, some men were intimidated by her, but I had secretly crushed on her for years.
I had spent countless hours in my head thinking about her long perfect legs, hips so well-proportioned to her tall frame. I had stroked myself to completion on so many nights over the years thinking of my hands around her hips.
Her tits were a constant source of torture and delight, especially when she wore a buttoned shirt tied up underneath, pushing her breasts up and letting enough under-boob show to keep me constantly distracted. I always tried very hard to hide my attraction because as much I lusted after Ellen, these were two of my best friends and I would never NEVER do anything to hurt them.
On that day of mudding and hiking, as we were driving back, Ellen asked Mark to drive which was a little unusual cause she loved driving her truck and Mark had told me once that she only let him drive it when she was wanting to fool around. She sat between us, the gear shift rising from the floor between her legs. As we rode back, we kept chatting as always, but this time there was something about the conversation.
It was flirty and filled with a sexual tension that I had never felt with her before. Little comments about how sweaty she had gotten and couldn't wait to feel the hot water all over her body as good as she imagined sets of hands on her would feel...or how she wanted to thank us both for such a great day. She even asked me what I would like but with such a perfectly sweet mix of innocence and suggestiveness that I doubted my sense of a change in her behavior.
As we pulled into their driveway, she leaned away from me and pulled Mark to her and kissed him, her hands caressing his face and chest. As she kissed him, her position turned her barely covered ass up and toward me. The unbelievably sexy ass I had fantasized about repeatedly was right there and I could see both her cheeks and her crotch.
Though her crotch was covered, it was more exposed and close than I had ever seen. I could see red lacy panties and wisps of dark brunette hair peek out. My cock began hardening immediately and I suddenly felt very flushed. I nearly jumped out of my skin when her hand reached back and touched my knee. She broke her kiss and laughed. Not a mean laugh, but a laugh so full of friendship and fun and love of life that despite being incredibly embarrassed at my erection and at having jumped enough from her touch to bang my shin and break their moment, I smiled and laughed with her.
My breath completely stopped in my chest when she leaned across me, her face approaching mine, her lightly scented body wash and natural feminine smell filling my senses. I could feel my body trembling as her hand slid easily across my chest and her lips were now so close to my ear that I could feel them even though they weren't yet in contact.
"Thank you for an amazing day James...you never did tell me how I can properly thank you...too bad...I guess I will have to think of something while I am in the shower. If you think of something before I get out, just cummm in and tell me."
And with that, her hand reached farther across and opened the door. She then slid over me, straddling me at one point and pressing her weight down as she hugged me. My face was now against her neck and her long curly jet-black hair. I couldn't breathe...I knew she felt my erection...hell I was so hard I wouldn't have been surprised if half the county could feel my erection.
I knew Mark was right there as well. As she climbed over and off me and out of the truck, she paused once more, looking straight at me as she unbuttoned two of the three buttons of her shirt, her breasts and nipples coming into view...when she saw my eyes widen and my breath catch again she just smiled and winked and turned on her heel, walking away with an unmistakable sway to her ass that said "damn right I am hot...dream on boys."
When she was gone, I became painfully aware that what had just happened had never ever happened before and worse...my cock was so hard that it was unmistakable. Mark looked down then back up at me with a smirk and raised eyebrow. I started stammering out an apology about how I hadn't been laid in way too long.
He quickly shot that down by saying "man, shut the fuck up with that...we both know any man would be like you are now and you've crushed on Ellen since high school. Don't deny it...of course I have known...I am your best friend. I remember how you looked at her back in our senior year and I see how you still look at her when you think no one is looking or when it's clear that everyone is looking."
"I am sorry Mark, she's just so...well damn, you are one lucky fucking guy."
"Are you really this clueless...you can be that lucky too...especially if she ever found out why your nickname 'the whopper' has nothing to do with your love of burger king...course now that she has felt it she knows."
"Mark, man, I don't know what to say...I didn't mean any disrespect..."
"Jesus James...you really do spend too much time in that brilliant head of yours. Let me spell it out for you. Two weeks ago, Ellen fulfilled a fantasy of mine to have sex with her and another woman...you remember Allison right."
"Holy shit dude...you're getting two beauties at once while I am stuck on a fucking ship with all guys and only prostitutes or women wanting paycheck husbands..."
"You gonna shut up long enough for me to finish? Anyway, it was fucking amazing...everything you ever thought...it was better. Afterward, I thanked her...she laughed and said she had a different thank you in mind. I knew then that she was up to something but hell I always have had a great time, so I played along and asked her how I could ever thank her sufficiently."
"She leaned in close, just like she did to you tonight and whispered how she wanted to be the center of attention with me and another guy...not just any guy though...someone we both know and trust and who would be so cute to see completely mind-blown deer in headlights frozen when he realizes we are serious.
"She said that there really is only one guy that fits that bill James. She even made me admit that I knew she was right and then told me that this was the thank you she wanted."
When he finished, I started getting angry...I knew now that this one big "fuck with James" moment. I told him he had never fucked with me like this before and that it hurt. "Dude, you have a gorgeous wife who is undeniably hot as fuck. You know I haven't been getting laid and you two tease me and then have a big laugh at poor blue balls James. Why are you doing this?"
Mark sat back in genuine surprise. "Wow James...just wow. This isn't a trick. Ellen wants to have a threesome with both of us. She wants to suck and fuck you. She wants your hands and mouth all over her. She wants to make your fantasies come true. And yes, of course she knows you fantasize about her. You are probably the only person we know who thinks only you know about your crush on her. Quit being a dumbass and go join her in the shower."
Embarrassed...no, that doesn't do it justice...horribly mortified, I hung my head. "I am sorry Mark...I don't know if I can. You guys are my best friends. You know my family history. You know that you two are more my family than my blood family will ever be. I can't afford to fuck that up. How do you know this won't end up hurting us or tearing us apart?" I felt as ashamed as anytime in my life as a couple tears escaped and rolled down my cheeks.
"James...go easy man...look, we have been friends for five years now and nothing, I mean mothing, is going to change that. You have a chance to really enjoy yourself and get something and someone you long desired and deserved, but if you can't get out of your own way...well, maybe it just isn't meant to be. But whether it happens or doesn't happen, we will always...look at me goddammit...always be friends. Nothing will change that."
I couldn't bring myself to speak but did see in his eyes the truth of his words and knew that Mark meant them to his core. I nodded. Sensing that there was nothing more to say in that moment, Mark opened his door and got out.
After a few seconds delay, I did the same. Walking into their house, I heard the water turn off in the bathroom. Mark walked to the back and into the bathroom with Ellen. I sat down heavily on the couch and reflected...mind and emotions totally in turmoil at what the last couple hours had brought.
A few moments later I caught a glimpse of Ellen, towel clad...long sexy legs exposed so high I would have been able to see everything in different lighting or from a different angle. She paused cocked her hip toward me, winked, stuck her tongue out at me then shrugged with almost a "oh well" expression and went out of sight as she closed their bedroom door.
Mark came back out and sat next to me on the couch. "Well man...I let her know what we talked about in the truck and it's all good. She is disappointed but we both love you man and our friendship comes first. Are you sure you don't want to try this?"
"Mark, I have never been less sure of something in my life...I am so damned conflicted and jumbled up...I wish I were more like you...see someone I like and just go for it."
"It's just a mindset James...only you can get you there. Why don't you get a shower so you don't get dirt everywhere and we'll get some food going."
As I stripped down and stepped into the hot water, my cock rose as I replayed Ellen's touch and scent and the feel of her breath on my ear and her body pressing down against my hard cock. Catching myself, I finished showering and turned off the water. As I stepped out, I froze because there was Ellen, holding a towel out in front of her waiting on me.
She didn't give me time to get back in my head and instead stepped forward and began drying me off. Her touch sending shivers up and down my spine and goosebumps all over my body. Her lips found mine as she dropped the towel separating us and pressed her nude form to me. My painfully and fully erect cock stabbed against the little strip of pubic hair and upward to her belly button.
I moaned as her hands reached down and wrapped around my cock. My body shook in a mix of years of pent up desire and nervousness. I tried to pull away...not because I didn't want this but because I wanted it so badly that I was at risk of cumming almost immediately. As if peering straight into my fears, Ellen broke the kiss and whispered "please let me suck your cock. I know it won't take long, I don't want it to. I've wanted to do this for years and I'm tired of waiting. I want you to let go and cum for me."
