It was a hot, sunny day in early September. I was on my way to a meeting at Amy & Bruce’s home. I am a realtor and we were going to complete a listing agreement to sell their house as they were being transferred. I was wearing a yellow suit dress with a double-breasted button front. It came to about 5 inches above my knees. It was conservative and very business like, but complemented my blue eyes and blond hair well. I liked this dress, as I did not need to wear a slip. It did require me to wear a bra to support my large breasts. To complete my professional look, I had worn stockings and heels. I had a lunch date with my husband Mike and I was hoping to get lucky, so I had worn thigh-high stockings and no panties. Mike is a serious bicycle racer. When he is in training, he does not satisfy my rather high sexual needs and I was getting really horny. As I dressed that morning, I was thinking more about what I might talk him into at lunch than about my appointment.
As I drove out to their house, I hoped that I would be able to concentrate on my job. I needed to gather information on their house and complete the listing contract. I really wanted to be able to effectively and quickly sell their house, for a good price. Since they were good friends, I wanted to do this well. In the 20-minute drive to their house, I kept thinking about Mike and what I would like to do to him at lunch. This along with the sun heating my legs through the windshield and the car’s air conditioner blowing up my short dress was making me very aroused. I was beginning to question my decision not to wear panties, as I feared my nearly dripping pussy could make a wet spot on my dress. As I arrived at their house I was having a very hard time shifting into my professional mode.
It was 8:30 in the morning when I pulled into their drive. As I walked across the front of their house and onto their beautiful front porch, I felt bad that they had to sell it but I knew that it would sell quickly. It had great curb appeal and it had a great view of the river, with woods behind and with a beautiful waterfall in the stream that ran beside it. Just two years earlier, I had helped Bruce buy it.
Amy answered the door. She is a very beautiful woman with short auburn hair. This morning she was wearing a white sundress. Standing at the door, with the sunlight streaming down from the skylights in their foyer, I could clearly see her beautiful body through the thin fabric. She wore nothing underneath. She appeared aroused, as her nipples were very prominent. I was startled at first, but quickly shifted into my professional mode when she invited me in. Even though she was a friend, this was a business call.
I just loved their house. It was tastefully decorated. Amy was an artist and much of her work was on display. Amy had been one of my best friends since high school. After being away for about 12 years, it had been very good to have her back and to get to know her new husband Bruce.
We sat side by side on stools at the bar in their kitchen and had coffee while I completed the listing forms. As we got started, I told Amy that we had about two hours to get completed, as I needed to return to town for an early lunch with Mike. I told her I was really horny and was going to make him do me. We both laughed as Amy wished me luck. As we went through the forms, I had a hard time concentrating, as I was started thinking of sucking Mike’s cock as I saw Amy’s trim body and still very erect nipples right in front of me. I could swear that I could also smell fresh cum.
The effect on me was electrifying and I found myself now fantasizing about her. I was getting a little uncomfortable and squirmed forward on the stool. As we continued talking about the features of their house, I noticed her looking at my legs, and realized that my movements had caused my dress to slide way up. My legs were exposed above the top of my stockings and I was certain that I had exposed my bare pussy to her. Neither of us said anything, but there was a sexual tension building. I tried to pull my dress down inconspicuously. The look in her eyes made me even hornier than I already was. I was not sure how to react.
After Amy had moved away, we had stayed in touch. When she decided to leave her first husband and be with Bruce, I become her confidant. I had met Bruce when he asked me to help find this house. I had a secret lust for Bruce since I had met him and always wondered what it would be like to make love with him. At a lunch recently with Bruce and Amy, she told me that Bruce had told her that he had woken from a dream where all three of us were in bed together and Amy and I were making love with him. We all laughed it off, but after that a strong sexual undertone developed in our interactions. Recently, because of Mike’s training regimen, I found myself fantasizing about Bruce as I did myself with “Chucky,” my sex toy. Amy and I had always been good friends and we confided everything to each other. Because of my friendship for Amy, I kept this fantasy to myself.
Their move to Atlanta was a great disappointment to me as in addition to again losing this close friendship; I also knew it would limit any possibility that I might live my crazy fantasy with Bruce. Replaying this fantasy gave me a rush. Being with Amy had never been one of my fantasies, but never had I felt the sexual tension between us that was building this morning. With these thoughts, I was glad that I was going to be seeing Mike at lunch. I was becoming determined to make him do me so I could release the sexual urges that were now starting to boil in me. Now I was wondering how I would make it until lunch.
My beeper went off, it was Mike. I used my cell phone to call him. Damn, he couldn’t meet me for lunch. My much anticipated release was now gone. What was I going to do? I told Amy what had happened and that I guessed that I would just have to go home to “Chucky.” We both had a good laugh, but she had a strange smile as we shifted back to the task at hand. What I did not tell her that just below the surface I was beginning to overheat with lust.
With some difficulty, I refocused on the task at hand. After I finished the listing forms, we toured the rest of the house to detail how we would market it. I still had not seen Bruce, and Amy did not say where he was. I assumed he was at work and I would have to come back to get the forms signed when he was home. I was not disappointed about having to come back to see him. We walked all through the house talking about how we should present the house. I was glad that I was able to get back into my professional mode, but the flash of leg and the smell of sex I got following Amy up the stairs continued to ignite an unfamiliar but very exciting wantonness. After admiring the vistas from their dramatic second floor family room, we returned to the main floor and Amy opened the door to their master suite.
When I went through the door I was shocked to see Bruce lying naked in their king-sized bed. It was clear from the look of the bed and the scent in the air that he and Amy had made love just before I arrived. Now I understood Amy’s aroused condition when she met me at the door. As I looked at Bruce in the bed, the sheets were down to his waist, and I could clearly see his cock. I was feeling a new wave of the rush that I had driving out this morning. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He looked straight into my eyes as he reached under the sheet for his penis. I stood mesmerized as I watched him slowly stroke it up and down. With this, the sheet slipped off. I then felt Amy’s hands on my waist.
The scene was now very erotic. I was suddenly very hot and my pussy was getting very wet, in fact I could feel moisture on my leg. Whispering in my ear, Amy said, “I hope you like our little surprise.” She reached around and undid the buttons of my dress. I just let it slip off to the floor still looking straight into Bruce’s blue eyes. Seeing me standing there in just my bra, stockings and heels brought a big smile to his face. Amy then bent down, kissing my neck as her hands reached around front and unclasped my bra. As she began to fondle my tits, I let my bra slip off my shoulders onto the floor. I now stood there nearly naked, with my best friend pressing against my back, kissing my shoulder and gently pinching my nipples as I lusted over the cock that was growing in front of me. My knees were getting weak.
Bruce continued stroking his now very hard cock. Amy moved in front of me, and her mouth covered one of my now very erect nipples. I shivered at her touch. She teased my nipple with her teeth, pulling it lightly into her mouth. Her lips then came up to meet my mouth. As our tongues explored each other’s mouth, our kisses became intense. Her thumb and finger pinching and pulling my nipples caused my body to quiver. She took a step back, looking directly into my eyes she took unbuttoned her sundress and let it fall to the floor. I had always been impressed with her beautiful body. Her tits were so inviting. I reached out, touched them and heard her moan.
I glanced over at Bruce’s penis. My pussy was now really dripping. Amy pulled my head to her tits and I took one in my mouth while I massaged the other one. She moaned as I nibbled on her nipple. Amy pulled my head up toward hers; we kissed again, our tongues once again exploring. She reached around and grabbed my ass pulling me closer to her. I pulled her to me also, grabbing her ass cheeks. Our pussies felt so good pressing together. Amy pulled away a little and started rubbing my hot, wet pussy. I thought my legs would give out. I started to rub her pussy, she was also very wet, and our fingers found each other’s clits and we both shuddered. She kissed her way down my stomach to my pussy; gently moved my legs further apart. Amy’s tongue lightly flicked over my pussy, parting my pussy lips. Her tongue attended to my clit.
I was finding my release.
