I had known Mike and Tammy for 12 years when the most shocking event of my life happened. When I met them, they were practically newlyweds. Married only 8 months prior. I had taken a job with a retail store that Tammy was the manager of. The first day I worked with her I was immediately attracted to her in a very intense way.
Tammy was a raven-haired beauty who bore a striking resemblance to Keira Knightley or Natalie Portman. She could have been either's sister or cousin. But it was her body that I was most taken with. Despite being extremely petite, she was incredibly shapely in both her ass and tits. Despite being as skinny as a beanpole, she possessed a very plump ass and very impressive C-cup breasts, that looked huge for her body frame.
The first day we worked together, I couldn't help but stare at her in her oxford work shirt that displayed those brilliant breasts and her tight jeans that highlighted her curvaceous butt. When I found out she was married, my hopes were quickly dashed that I would be asking her out soon. Then when I met her husband, I knew for sure that it was out of the question. Mike and I hit it off immediately and he became my best friend.
Even after I left that job over a year later, I continued to grow a friendship with the two. I was over their house at least two or three times a week. If I had a girlfriend, we would go out on couples' dates. If I was single, we would go out as a threesome, to movies or out to dinner. When Tammy had their first child, I was there at the hospital waiting room with Mike, the first to congratulate him. Two years later when she had her second child, I was the one who drove Tammy to the hospital. I was like an uncle to the kids.
Although they became like family to me, I still couldn't get over my physical attraction to Tammy, and Mike knew it. As we grew extremely close, we also became as open as two friends could be. It hadn't even been a year of knowing them when Mike got me to confess that Tammy was my number one fantasy. He took pride in the fact that I wanted her so bad, he also knew I would never come on to Tammy in a way that truly disrespected their marriage. Oh, I flirted with her. Complementing her looks or an outfit she would wear. But I never touched her or made a pass at her.
The truth was, Tammy sort of intimidated me not only because she was so hot, but she could be an ice queen most of the time. As Mike explained it to me, Tammy was actually shy and a private person. She didn't really have any female friends & she didn't enjoy going out in public. She would rather stay home than go out. Mike said it frustrated him that she would put up a shell when they went out to social functions or if they had people over their house. Over and over though, Mike told me that I was Tammy's favorite of their friends and that I was the most welcome in their home.
As the time went on, I just accepted Tammy's personality. I relished when I made her laugh or smile but didn't take offense if she stayed in her bedroom when I visited or simply fell asleep on the couch. We did have our moments, but they could be few and far between. One of my most memorable and favorite was when I came over to watch the Super Bowl with Tammy and the kids.
Mike had risen the ranks with his job. His high position required that he had to go on business trips and seminars a few times a year. If he ever had to go away for more than two or three days, Mike would ask if I would check in on the family, maybe take them out to dinner. Tammy hated to cook. When he had to go out of town during one Super Bowl, I came over and watched the game with Tammy. I don't think we ever talked as much or had as good of a time together. When we put the kids to sleep, Tammy asked if I would stay, and we talked for another two hours. I felt as if we finally had our moment after eight years of friendship but the next time I visited them, Tammy went to her bedroom as soon as I came over.
Confused and slightly hurt, I asked Mike if Tammy was upset with me. He told me not at all and even said that Tammy mentioned how great of a visit we had during the Super Bowl. When I asked why she was avoiding me. Mike simply responded, "That's just Tammy, I'll never understand her myself."
I just learned to take Tammy's erratic behavior in stride, but I was still hot as hell for her. Having the two kids in no way wrecked her body. She was as petite as the day I met her. In fact, if she had added any pregnancy weight it was in her tits and ass, which seemed even bigger in her 30's. Mike loved having a "trophy wife", and the funny thing is that Tammy didn't even try to look hot. She never teased or curled her hair. She always wore her jet-black hair straight, parted down the middle. Her only variance was the length. It might be neck length, shoulder length or down her back (my favorite... like Cher from the 70's).
She also never wore a great deal of makeup. Her beauty was natural, it made you admire her even more that she never tried to accentuate her facial features with heavy make-up. The only cosmetics Tammy was diligent about was on her nails, both feet and hands. Tammy had really sexy feet and lovely hands. She took pride in her nails, keeping her fingernails very long while always wearing bright red polish on them, as well as her toenails. Although it was never a fetish of mine, I always admired how sexy her hands and feet looked, especially with those fire red nails.
The other thing that drove me crazy was that Tammy grew more and more used to my presence at their house, so she stopped treating me like "company" and more like family. She wasn't afraid to wear her sleeping clothes around me, which consisted of either shorts or a pajama bottom with a tee shirt and no bra. Basically, I would be looking at Tammy's nipples poking through a shirt all night, sending me up the wall. I could tell she had very pronounced and large nipples that easily got hard. I'm sure she caught me staring often as they just protruded through her shirt.
Because we were so open, Mike would brag when they had great sex. Being a married couple, I am sure they hit their lulls in the bedroom, but if they had a particularly wild time or if Tammy was on fire for some reason, Mike would feed me details in a bragging fashion. I'm sure Mike thought he was doing me a favor, telling me how Tammy likes to have her hair pulled or her ass spanked. In his mind if I couldn't actually fulfill my fantasy, maybe I would like to hear about her manners in bed. Well, he was correct, but it also drove me insane with lust.
The worse was when he told me that Tammy had once actually agreed to a threesome between us. Mike and I were driving in the car when he told me I never knew how close I was to actually fucking Tammy. In between the birth of their kids, Mike claimed Tammy was extremely horny for over a year. They never fucked so much in their marriage. He was having a hard time keeping up with her. As a joke he told her maybe he needed some help. He claimed Tammy said, "Who do you have in mind?" He told me I came up in the conversation and her response was, "Call him up and get him over here." Mike said he had the phone in hand and was about to call when the baby started to cry, he said Tammy told him to wait and she went to check on the baby. Unfortunately, the baby fell ill and they spent the day in the hospital. The subject of a threesome never really came up again. Of course, I was floored by this news, it only made my desire for Tammy even worse.
For some reason, after their second child, Mike seemed more and more open to the idea of us having a threesome. I guess Mike got to that point many married men do that he wanted to see his wife with another man. I have heard the term cuckold, and my friend Mike seemed to want to try this. He even told me on a few occasions, he would love it if Tammy and I had sex. One time we tried to hatch a plan that I never knew the results would have the effect it eventually did.
Every now and then, Mike and Tammy would come over to my place to have dinner, watch TV or play some board games. I had just gotten a new big screen television and we started a movie, which ended up being lousy. An hour into the movie, Mike asked if I had something else to watch. I jokingly said, "Ever seen a porno in high definition?" Mike smiled and said, "Let's see!", with enthusiasm. Tammy acted as if she could care less. I enjoy interracial porn, something I never told either of them but when we let Tammy pick which DVD we would watch of the six movies I had (three were interracial, three weren't), she picked the cover that had a blond surrounded by a few black men. Tammy chose to watch an interracial gang bang.
We watched the entire DVD, all 50 glorious minutes of a sexy blond taking six huge black cocks. I would glance over at Tammy, who was glued to the screen. I could see she was into it. She was taking deep breaths (you could literally see her breasts heave), her neck & chest got bright red, and she was visibly blushing. Right after the movie was over, she claimed she was tired and told Mike it was time to go home. I wondered if I should have tried something but even Mike got shot down when he got touchy with her during the movie.
That was over two years ago. Since then, Mike got another promotion and Tammy quit her manager job and took an easier job that lets her only work three or four days a week. Mike had been out of town on another week-long seminar. He called to see if I would spend an evening with Tammy and the kids. He claimed she was going crazy being alone with the kids and could probably use a little adult company. I told him I would swing by after work the next day, I assumed he was going to let Tammy know.
Tammy's new job had her home by 5 on the days she worked. I got home right before 6, showered & got a change of clothes. By the time I arrived at their home at 6:45, it was dark. When I pulled into the driveway, I noticed something very strange. There was a car I didn't recognize. Mike and Tammy had many friends and family in the area, but I generally knew the cars they drove. I nearly pulled back out thinking she had company, but I thought I would still say hi, maybe see if she wanted me to take the kids out to eat. There were a few lights on, so I knew someone was home. They usually turn off all the lights when they are out. I walked up to the front door and raised my fist to knock, but I was frozen by the sight before me.
