Keri Martin couldn't believe what she'd just heard.
"He...he chose you Tiff. What on earth...?" Keri stuttered, now aware that it was her best friend she'd tasted on her husband's cock, the night before.
"Yeah...well...I was just as surprised as you are now," her friend replied. "I'd never seen him look at me in that way and I can promise you, I've certainly never ever given Paul any sign of interest. You need to believe that Keri. I wouldn't do that."
"No...I know you wouldn't Tiff."
"I always thought he liked a bit of a bigger bust. A more brassy chick."
"What are you saying about me Tiff," Keri said with a nervous laugh.
"Oh no; not you Keri. You know what I mean. In his fantasies and all that. He certainly gives Amber plenty of eye. She was still available and that's who I thought he'd choose, for sure."
Keri considered what her friend was saying. She was correct, in that Paul did like big busted woman. Keri was a C cup and he regularly belittled her breasts; saying they were too small. By comparison Tiffany was practically flat chested. Then it occurred to Keri.
"To be honest Tiff, I think he's gone with you just to get at me. I could tell Paul was real pissed when I left the room with Desmond."
"Hmm yeah; you could be right, his face did look like thunder when he watched you leave. Then he turned to look at me."
"What was he like when...you know...when you got to the bedroom?"
"You're not meant to ask that Keri. Remember the rule...no gossip."
"Yeah Ok; you're right...no gossip."
"That is right; but I'll tell you anyway...if you want to hear?" her friend said smiling broadly.
"Ok, but only if you want too."
"Well to tell the truth Keri, his reasons for choosing me might have been debateable, but that man of yours is not too bad in the bedroom. You're a lucky girl."
"Hmmm! Why do you say that?"
"Well...I thought he was a bit too demanding to start with. He wanted us to get naked straight away, whereas I was keen to take it a little slower. Get to know each other...you know."
"Yeah of course. Oh you poor thing," Keri said genuinely.
"Yeah, well; Paul was insistent so I went with it and there we were, completely naked within a minute; kissing and touching in the middle of the room. Then he laid me back on the bed and pushed my legs apart. I could see he was hard and...honestly Keri, I thought he was going to drive it straight into me. I have to say it had me worried cause I wasn't really turned on...you know...I knew it would hurt. But he didn't. He just went... you know," Tiffany said, indicating with her eyes. "He went downtown."
"He did?" Keri said aghast. "Paul went down on you?"
"He did. And the things he did down there. I can tell you Keri, Brett's good, but no match for your man. You're a lucky girl Keri."
Keri was stunned into silence. Paul had never gone 'downtown' on her. Not once in their entire relationship. He'd told her he didn't like doing that. Now she was having to hear how, within minutes of being alone with another woman, her husband had been happy to lap on her pussy.
"Anyway, I couldn't hold back. I came fairly brazenly a couple or three times...it's hard to remember," Tiff said dreamily, clearly relishing the memory. "I hope you don't mind?"
"No! No...not at all," Keri lied. "That's what you were there for."
"Well after he finished, he stood up by the bed looking down at me. He was stroking himself. It was fairly clear what he wanted. I just sat upright on the bed and replied in kind."
"You sucked him?"
"Yeah! You don't mind do you Keri? You asked me to tell all and now you look a bit shocked."
"No...it's just...just...he didn't tell me he'd gone with you...that's all."
"Maybe he thought you'd be pissed off. I dunno! Anyway I...got him to...I made him cum Keri. You know...in my mouth. I know you don't do that."
"What makes you say that...?"
"He said you wouldn't do that for him. In fact he said a few things I reckon he shouldn't have Keri."
"Like what?" Keri asked, aghast at the untruths her husband was telling about her.
"Well...after I'd blown him he took a while to recover, so we rested up. Eventually I got him hard again and he was inside me...you know...fucking. You fucked Desmond didn't you?"
"Yeah...yes I did."
"Oh good!" Tiffany said, sounding relieved. "Well we fucked for..."
"Did he wear a condom?"
"Ahh...No! Why?" her friend replied, sounding pissed at the question.
"Oh, it's just he said he did, that's all."
"We didn't even discuss it to tell the truth. Once I got him hard he was just straight in me. He was fairly vigorous I can tell you. Not much finesse."
"Yeah; that's Paul." Keri agreed.
"Anyway, I didn't cum again and he didn't seem to care. After he finished he said..."
"What did he say Tiff? He said something else about me, didn't he?"
"Well...he said you weren't so enthusiastic in bed."
"Oh the prick. He said that?" Keri cried, no longer hiding her emotions.
"Yeah he did. To tell you the truth Keri, he wasn't very complimentary about you at all. I was a bit embarrassed. I didn't really want to talk about you; given he's your husband and you're my friend and all. I asked him not too, but he kept it up."
"How many times?"
"What?"
"How many times did he fuck you Tiff?" Keri asked now no longer hiding her annoyance.
"He'd fuck me for a while and then we'd change position. I don't think he came again. He just seemed to want to try different positions. I didn't mind. To tell the truth Keri, apart from the roughness, it was great sex. Please don't be mad. It's what we signed up for. Did you have a good time with Desmond?"
"Yeah; great. We went at it pretty hard; just like you by the sounds of it," Keri lied.
"Hey; that's great."
"Hell yeah. I reckon Desmond could give me a far better sexual reference than my lying husband."
"Oh Keri; I'm real sorry. He had no need to run you down that way. I asked him to stop; truly I did."
"It's not your fault Tiff. Let's put it behind us," said moving forward to hug her friend. "Are you going to pick Paul if you get the chance next week?"