Bob and I had been friends since uni. We had been each others best men at our weddings, even after I left Hertfordshire and moved to Cornwall we tried to get to see each other regularly. So that when Bob said that they were emigrating, it came as a surprise. He said that I should come to a farewell dinner at his place and stay the weekend.
I had been divorced for 2 years so a weekend away was no problem, I drove up the Friday and arrived at Bob and Sue's place with some wine and chocolates early afternoon.
Bob and I went to the pub for a couple of pints and returned around 6pm, when Sue answered the door, she was very chatty and quite flushed, she had been drinking, but not drunk.
Dinner was great and afterwards we sat at the table drinking more wine, the conversation turned to our first sexual encounters, Sue told us about the boy she had forced into wanking off in front of her, and the way it had made her wet when he shot his load on her hand and she licked it off, my cock started to twitch and Sue began to fidget a lot, but after telling about my juvenile fumbling with my female cousin which was not a great erotic tale, after a while she stood up and said that she had to clear the table and load the dishwasher and that Bob and I should take our drinks into the lounge.
Bob sat us on the settee, he then asked about my sex life after divorce which I replied 'what sex life'. He laughed and said that Sue had become quite the dominatrix and was always up for experimenting, I said that sounded fun, little did I know how much fun.
Sue came through the door, I nearly choked on my drink, she was in high heels hold-up stockings, panties which barely covered her hairless pussy and a lacey matching bra which did nothing to cover her large erect nipples.