How It All Started!
Living in the same development, I had known Jennifer and Jim for awhile. But our closeness really started, the night I brought her husband home drunk. Jim, her husband had called me from the bar he was in and asked if I could drive him home. Having been arrested twice already for DUI, the next one would land him in jail for a long time.
When I brought Jim home, Jennifer was standing at the door with her arms crossed. The look of disgust on her face was plain to see. She told Jim that he was a real shit for getting drunk. That he knew she had planned for the two of them to have a quiet evening together.
Like a good friend, I just stood there saying nothing. Finally Jim gave a silly laugh and slumped to the floor. He was out for the count. Lifting his 210 pounds wasn't easy. But with Jennifer's help, I helped her get him to their bedroom. Suddenly, as Jim lay on his back snoring, he began to pee.
I was embarrassed for him. Jennifer became even madder than she had been to start with. Without a second thought, she ripped his pants open and pulled them down in one fell swoop. She didn't seem to care that I was standing there. She was cursing that he was driving her crazy with his drinking.
That was when I saw that Jim had a small dick. I knew that there was something wrong with their relationship. We weren't the closest of friends, but we were close enough for me to see that things were getting tight between them. The constant bickering and arguments of Jim's heavy drinking had spilled over into my yard many times. It was a few minutes later, after I had helped her changed the sheets that Jennifer and I were sitting in her kitchen having coffee.
"Larry! I can't thank you enough for bringing Jim home. If he had been arrested for drunk driving again, they would have locked him up."
I didn't know what to say. It was obvious that she wanted to talk. "Things do seem to be getting a bit more intense between you two. The arguments are getting louder."
Jennifer looked up at me. She took a drink from her cup, and then set it down. I saw her take a cigarette from her purse that was lying next to her. I had not seen Jennifer smoke before.
"Something new," I asked as I nodded to her cigarette. I watched, as she licked her lips before slightly parting them and sliding the tip of the filter between her soft full lips. She closed her lips around the tiny stick and pursed her lips as she lit the end.
It was a moment held in time, as I watched her take a long drag from the lit cigarette. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Funny, how a woman's tits seem to rise when she takes a deep breath. She took a deep drag from the lit butt and held the smoke in savoring the taste of it.
Being an ex-smoker myself, I knew what she was enjoying. I swear I could almost see her nipples grow hard as she held the smoke in her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked directly at me before blowing the smoke out slowly.
"Frustration management! Between the cigarettes and my dildo, those are the only things that keep me sane!"
I was kind of surprised at her words and I guess my face showed it. "Jim doesn't want anyone to know, but you're one of our closest friends. I guess you really need to know what is going on with him. About 4 months ago, there was an office party. Jim had a bit too much to drink and decided to fuck one of the secretaries.
As you saw, my husband in not one of the most endowed men out there. In fact, he is kind of small. Anyway, when he got naked and the secretary saw how small he was, she laughed in his face. Told him to take his tiny dick home and fuck his frustrated wife with it. She really did a number on him. The next day, everyone in the office knew about it.
It has been hell for him working there, but the money is so good he can't afford to leave. He started drinking, I guess to ease the pain of his humiliation. The funny thing is, I love the big jerk. His size never bothered me. Sure, I've had men that were bigger than he is. But I have never strayed since we got married."
She stopped to freshen up our cups. When she sat back down, it looked like she was starting to feel better. "No matter how much I tell him that I love him and that he has always satisfied me, he doesn't believe me now.
To make matters worst, he caught me using my dildo. Even though he has seen me using it before, he really seemed to go into a depression about it. My dildo is fatter and longer than he is. He said that I have lied to him all these years and that I use my toy to get what he can't give me."
I looked at Jennifer. She was your typical housewife. Not a raving beauty but one that had a nice shape and kept herself looking nice. "Did you?" I don't know why I asked her that, but I did. She looked up from somewhere deep in her mind.
"I'm sorry! What did you say?"
I looked at her. "Did you use your dildo to make up for Jim's size?"
She looked at me as if I had asked her if she was a Martian! "No! I was always happy with his size. It was the way he loved me that made me happy. Not the way he performed in bed."
"Then why did you need the dildo? Was it that he didn't last as long as you needed him to? Did you need to feel yourself filled more than he could give you? I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with that Jennifer. But I can see it the way Jim does. Especially after having been so humiliated! Can I ask how he found out about it?"
Jennifer was quiet for a bit. Then she looked up at me. I could see that she was almost on the verge of tears. "He was drunk! I thought he had passed out on the couch. I was angry and was in the shower. I had been so frustrated, that I needed to get some relief. He hadn't touched me in a month.
When he threw back the shower curtain, I was standing there, legs spread with my washcloth in my mouth to stifle my cries. I had the dildo in my hand and was working it hard and deep in and out of my cunt. He called me a bitch! Told me that I had been lying to him all these years and had to resort to a fake cock to please my pussy.
I tried to talk to him, but he went nuts. That was the first time Jim ever slapped me! He ranted and raved, calling me a not good slut! He slapped me a few more times.
I tried to talk to him the next morning when he was sober. He didn't apologize for slapping me or anything; just told me that from now on, I could use my fake cock when I needed it. That he wouldn't embarrass himself, trying to fuck a woman that obviously needed more than he could give her."
We talked for a few minutes more, before I got up. I told her that she needed to get a good night's sleep. The next day, I was puttering around in my garage when Jim came over. He thanked me for coming to get him. Then he asked if I had been there when Jennifer put him to bed. He seemed so embarrassed.
I wanted to lie and tell him that I had just put him in bed and left, but I knew he knew better. I told him yes, that I had seen him wet the bed. But that on occasion when I used to drink a lot, I would wake up with my own bed soaked. That it was easy to have an accident when you're drunk. Your mind tells you that it's ok.
I opened the small frig I keep in the garage, and handed him a cold beer. It was kind of like giving matches to a pyromaniac, but I figured he needed some false strength. He sat on the workbench sipping his beer. He didn't say anything for a few minutes. Then he took a deep breath.
"Larry! Have you ever thought about fucking Jennifer?"
I almost choked on my beer. "What? Look Jim! You and Jennifer are my closest friends. I'm not gonna sit here and tell you that I don't find her attractive. In a nice sort of way, but believe me I have never given thought to the idea of fucking her. That would be stepping way over the line of friendship!"
He took a big swipe from his can and tossed the empty in the trash. Then he got up, opened up the frig and grabbed another. He popped the top and took a big swig. Then he looked at me.
"What if I told you that I wanted you to fuck her?"
"Whoa! Let's back up here! Jim! What the fuck has gotten into you? Jennifer loves you. And when she told me that she has never strayed in all the years of your marriage I believed her! She is totally devoted to you!"
Jim took a long pull from his beer. "I don't satisfy her! She has to use a dildo to fuck herself because I'm too small to do the job. I know she loves me. And damnit! I love her! Too much, to see her going through the frustration she is going through now. I know she likes you. If she didn't she wouldn't have talked to you the way she did"
Jim looked up at me and I could see that it hurt him to say the things that he felt he needed to say to me. "Look Larry! I can live with her needing it from someone bigger than I am. I can live with knowing that she is fucking someone else. But I can't live with knowing that she is sneaking out to fuck someone. Someone that may make her feel that she needs to leave me. I would rather it be someone I knew. Someone, who would treat her like the woman she is. Someone, who would enjoy her, who would give her the pleasure that I don't. And then send her back home to her little dick husband. Someone like you!"
I looked at him. "Jim! Go home! I don't want to even talk about this with you. Nothing fucks up a good friendship like sex does. And I'm sure that Jennifer would slap the shit out of you for even suggesting it."
Jim looked at me. "I already suggested it to her." Jim gave a half-hearted laugh. "And she did slap the shit out of me! She told me that I had lost my fucking mind. But Larry! That time I walked in on her in the bathroom wasn't the first time I had seen her fucking her pussy. It used to turn me on to watch her. I would hear her sometimes. And guess whose name she would cry out when she came?"
I looked at him like he had gone nuts. "Jim! I never once touched Jennifer! I don't even joke with her about anything sexual. I don't play those kinds of games with my friend's wives."
Jim sucked down the rest of his beer. "I know that! I also know that she has tried to tease you a time or two. And ever since that day you were over at the pool with us, she has wondered about you. Hell! I felt like a little kid after seeing the bulge you carry around in your swimming trunks. I know that you are the fantasy man she fucks when she plays with herself. But I also know that you would never approach her. That's why I want it to be you."
