A New Friend

A NEW FRIEND

My husband, Bill, invited a young woman to our home to dinner. For real. She was someone who worked with him as a management analyst or something. We argued about it. I didn't like the idea of him socializing with other women. He responded that my attitude was sexist. "If it's okay for me to invite a male colleague to dinner, why should a woman colleague be disadvantaged just because she's a woman?"

"Bullshit." I said. "Have you taken her to lunch?"

"Yes. I do that with all my staff. It's important to get to know them better."

I asked, "Have you taken her out to dinner?"

He said, "Well. We've had dinner together with others and she insists that she pay for her share of the bill."

"I don't like it. It's not right." I am a jealous type and don't have any reason to share my man with another woman. This bitch better stay away from him. I know the type. They sleep their way to the top. Bill knows how I feel about it.

He said, "You haven't even met this girl. You'll like her. You have nothing to be jealous of. If I were having dinner without you there, you would have a right to be concerned."

I wasn't buying it, he called her a "girl", but he kept on. "Look, one of the disadvantages women have in the workplace is that they can't participate in some of the social things that allow people to get to know one another better. It helps relationships. A person has a better chance of career advancement if other people know more about them as a person rather than just someone who they deal with formally in the office."

He continued, "Young men often find a mentor in a more senior man in the organization. Young women traditionally haven't had the same opportunity. We had a training session on this and we men were encouraged to provide the same opportunities to women as we do the men. The only other fair alternative is to avoid any socializing with anyone, male or female. That would be stupid."

I still wasn't buying it, I said "What about sex? When men and women get together, you know what happens."

He responded "Well, there are rules about that. We have a code of conduct that is strict about personal relationships."

I said, "Well, life happens. People fall in love; they have affairs. How do you deal with that? You can't just have a set of rules and pretend that everyone will follow them."

He didn't have an answer for that, but said, "I don't have all the answers, but somehow, we have to make things work. This women's lib stuff was started by women. They don't seem to have all the answers either."

I just gave him a scornful look.

He continued, "Well, I've already invited Natalie. Please don't embarrass me by making me cancel or by being rude to her. She's a nice girl. You'll like her."

I asked him, "Have you been fucking her?"

He quickly came back at me. "Absolutely not. I made a promise to be faithful to you. If I were fucking her, do you think I'd be stupid enough to invite her to dinner? Hell, she might be a lesbian for all I know."

I reluctantly agreed if he promised to check with me before inviting someone in the future.

Now, I'm sure you think my attitude is old fashioned, but I've seen some bad things happen. My dad became enchanted with his secretary and left my mother for her. There was a lot of drama and I remember how my mom had felt when Daddy left.

Then I remembered hearing that my mom was screwing her boss to get a raise. It was all bad news. I'm for women having opportunities, but with them come some very real temptations.

So, a couple of hours later, this Natalie shows up. She's not some "librarian nerd" type. She's young and has a nice figure and a pretty face. She dresses well, not like a floozie, she seems to be a bit shy. She said she had been reluctant to accept an invitation to her boss's house, but did when she was assured that I would be present the entire evening. She said she thinks the world of my husband as a mentor. I'm thinking "bullshit" again, but let's see what happens. I'll look for signs that they are more than business associates.

We had a very nice dinner, and I found myself liking this girl. I got no vibes that she was interested in my husband sexually; in fact, she seemed to focus more on what I said than him.

We decided to have dessert on the back patio where we have a wooden deck and a hot tub. Natalie was a delightful young woman with a contagious sense of humor. We were joking and laughing and having a wonderful time.

Things got interesting when she saw the hot tub. She loved it she said and went on about how she had a hot tub when she was growing up and really enjoyed the warmth and relaxing feel of the water.

I was surprised when she asked, "Can we go in?"

She had been rather reserved, but was now enthusiastic. I didn't know what to say. My husband remarked about her not having a suit and such but she answered by saying that her underwear was the same as a two-piece bathing suit. She was not my size or I would've offered something of mine to wear. My husband looked at me. When I didn't say anything and shrugged, Bill said "Sure, why not."

Before I could express my displeasure, Natalie was taking off her clothes as she headed for the tub. My husband was doing the same. However, he didn't go get a bathing suit, he stripped down to his undershorts. I just went along with them and stripped to my bra and panties. The innocent way that Natalie had suggested this was surprising. I wondered if she was a naïve as she acted.

In her underwear, I couldn't help but notice Natalie's figure, despite the dim light on our patio. Natalie was wearing a skimpy black bra that barely held her cream-colored breasts. They jiggled as she walked and her nipples protruded through the thin bra cups. She was wearing black panties too. They covered her, but the contrast between the black material and her pale skin was very attractive. She had a taut belly with a nice little belly-button in the middle. Her hair was tied up an she wore some nice earrings. In summary, she was beautiful. I found myself staring at her.

Bill started the pump and heater. We stood around for a few minutes. The cool weather generated goose bumps. I didn't realize it at first, but the color of my areolas projected through my white bra. Bill was wearing boxer shorts and I noticed his dick flopping around as he moved. We hopped in the tub and once our underwear was wet, it didn't hide much. When I got up to get some snacks, my breasts were clearly visible through my bra and my brown pussy was visible through my wet panties. Bill and Natalie's eyes were focused on me when I returned. I was a bit embarrassed to be so exposed.

After an hour of soaking and talking, we were into our third bottle of wine. I was relaxed and enjoyed the company. Natalie was very nice and I was really enjoying talking to her. She was a fascinating young lady. We had quickly become very familiar. My husband and I shared our life stories and she told us about herself and her family. She had grown up in a very conservative and strict family and didn't mention any romantic interests. I asked if she had a man in her life and she said, "Goodness, no. I'm too focused on my work for that."

A bit later, Hubby went to get us more wine. When he came back, the way his wet underwear was hanging was ridiculous. He wasn't hiding anything. The wet cotton clung to his dick like it was a second skin. I made a joke about it, Natalie laughed.

I said, "You're not hiding anything. You might as well take off your shorts."

He did, exposing his semi-hard cock. Natalie didn't say much, but I knew she had her eye on my husband's prick. I was getting a bit aroused myself, sitting in my wet underwear and my husband walking around with his dick out in the presence of this charming young lady. We were all inebriated from the wine, which lowered our inhibitions. Rather than being jealous of Natalie, I was attracted to her and was aroused by our situation. I was amazed and amused by my husband trying to be casual with his dick hanging out. Being nearly naked with Natalie had me quite aroused.

We'd been in the hot tub nude before, but it had just been Bill and me.

As Bill got into the water I whispered "How come you're getting a hard on, when she's just a business colleague."

He said it was because of me and what he could see. I looked at myself and it was true. My bra was practically see-though. My nipples were visible and poking through the thin bra. He said there wasn't much point in me wearing underwear either. With that, he unhooked and removed my bra and threw it across the deck. My hard nipples were floating on top of the water and my husband and Natalie were looking right at them.

I said, "What about you, Natalie?"

She stood up an removed her bra. She was not modest and bared her breasts without covering them. She did have a very nice set of tits. I was attracted to her brown nipples, surrounded by the halo of her areolas. Her tits were not as big as mine, but they were very firm and laid beautifully on her chest.

I realized that I was aroused by what was happening. Bill and I had never done anything with anyone else. We'd skinny-dipped at a lake with my sister and her husband. I know the men got a good look at both of us and I remember my sister's husband's cock as he came out of the water. I had kissed other men and Bill had done the same with wives of our friends, but it had never progressed to anything more.

Being in the hot tub with Natalie was a new experience, fueled by a generous quantity of alcohol which lowered everyone's inhibitions. Natalie and I were topless and my husband was naked. I knew his cock was hard.

Natalie took things a bit further when she laughed and pulled off her panties under the water and threw them across the deck. Then she returned my challenge. Not to be the only one wearing anything, I stood up and took off my panties. With both of us partially under water, our lower bodies weren't visible, but it was highly erotic to be stripping along with another young woman while my hubby was watching. We were mentoring her in a very different way.

I moved next to Bill and reached under the water and found his hard cock. He was smiling innocently as I pumped his dick. Natalie certainly knew what I was doing. I invited her to sit next to Bill on the other side. Their naked hips were touching and her breasts were floating just a foot away.

I smiled at her, intending to encourage her to help me with my husband's cock. Her hand touched mine and I released his prick into her grip. He was hard as a rock and was looking straight ahead, afraid of saying anything that might break the spell.

Pretty Natalie was pulling on my husband's cock. Her naked hip was pressed against his, her breasts floating with her nipples exposed beneath the surface of the water.

Still remembering the bullshit he had told me earlier about colleagues and such, I decided to test the two of them when I had him lift out of the water and sit on the side of the tub. I leaned over and started to suck his cock. I motioned for Natalie to join me. She looked reluctant, but I encouraged her and she did it. It was an unforgettable sight, seeing my husband's cock in another woman's mouth for the first time. She didn't seem to be very experienced, but licked his prick and did the things I did. I put my mouth over his prick and pushed my head down; the tip of his cock pushed into my gullet. She did it and choked a little. She smiled at me with his cock in her hand and swirled her tongue around the helmet shaped head. Bill was fondling one of each our breasts in his hands. Seeing him holding her lovely titty was another new experience. I was looking at her nude body, amazed by how much that she aroused me.

Well, that was a dream come true for my husband, having two naked women taking turns sucking his cock. While he was feeling us up, Natalie put her hands on my breast, rolling my nipple in her fingers. It felt good. Natalie was reviving pleasant memories, from a previous experience with her hands on my tits. She leaned in and sucked on one of my nipples. It sent a charge through my body. I stroked her long hair, holding her against my chest. Bill left with his cock protruding while Natalie paid attention to me. Her lips felt good on my nipple.

Then, she moved her head up and kissed me. It surprised me, but I reacted to her soft lips. I put my hand on her breast, lifting it and caressing her soft flesh. Bill was watching as Natalie and I shifted our focus to each other rather than him.

She reached between my legs and touched my pussy. Her fingers found the soft folds in my crotch and touched me in a sensuous way, pushing her fingers against my clit. I was so turned-on by this, that I continued to fondle her. I put both hands on her breasts. I hadn't done anything like this but for one time with a college friend. Natalie's her breasts were nice and firm, with hard nipples that I rolled through my fingers. I reached under the water and started to rub her pussy. It was the first time I had felt a woman down there. Her vulva was nice and soft and wet and I liked the fact that this girl was getting off from my fingering her. We were sitting next to each other, with our fingers exploring the other's most intimate anatomy.

We were kissing each other and had forgotten about the cock we had been sharing. My husband had moved out of the way and would have to take care of it himself. I knew he was enjoying the girl-girl sex show.

Our kisses became more and more passionate and we had our fingers inside each other. She was so smooth inside. I was beginning to have an orgasm. I pushed two fingers up into her hot cunt. My palm was resting on her tuft of pubic hair. She had a nice triangle of curly hair that looked perfect for her sensuous body.

She positioned me up so I was sitting on the edge of the tub. She pushed my knees apart and put her face into my pussy. She raised her eyes from between my legs and said "I'm want to taste you."

I didn't object. My husband eats my pussy. It's one of my most favorite things in the world. I said to Natalie, "Eat me and make me come."

She was very good at cunnilingus, better than my husband, who didn't seem to get into it enough for me. This girl was amazing. She spread my legs and ate from my clit to my asshole and everything in between. She put her tongue inside me, flicked it on my clit, put her finger in my asshole. My pussy gushed, something it had only done once or twice. Her face was covered with my nectar. I came and came and came. I was shrieking. The neighbors probably heard.

I looked at my husband, who was rapidly stroking his cock. With my gaze fixated on his dick, he moved faster and faster and then his dick spit a rope of semen onto his leg, followed my another and another. I reached over and put some on my fingers. I tasted him. Then, I put more on my fingers and put them in my crotch. I rubbed my husband's cum on my cunt so Natalie could taste him. She licked my fingers and my vulva, swallowing his precious fluid.

Then, I knew that I should be polite and return the favor. I positioned Natalie on the edge of the hot tub and began to lick her cunt. She had shaved most of her pubic hair, so I could see every feature of her luscious pussy. I had never eaten a woman before, but I knew what I liked so I did it to her. I put my face into her wet, juicy cunt, licked her slit, nibbled on her clitoris and then I slipped my tongue inside her vagina. I swirled around the rim of her orifice and tasted her musky nectar. I ran my fingernail over her asshole. I put my hands under her ass-cheeks and pulled her into my face. I was making her come; she was under my control. It was like when I suck my husband's cock and he loses his self-control, but it was better. I loved eating this woman and feeling her squirm under my tongue and come repeatedly. I began to finger myself and slid two fingers inside my cunt.

Natalie was exhausted after her orgasm. She was beautiful lying there, naked, with her legs spread and her lovely tits highlighting her chest. I kissed her belly, swirled my tongue in her navel and kissed one, then the other tit. I kissed her mouth, sharing the taste of her pussy and tasting myself on her. Our legs entwined and we held ear other closely while we swirled our tongues together. I felt her wet cunt on my thigh and pressed my pussy against her leg.

We got up, dried off and I led Natalie to our bedroom. When my husband tried to join us, we both told him to get lost. We said he could watch from outside the room, but he would have to pleasure himself. He had come in the hot tub and came again while watching us, but he was no longer our concern.

Natalie and I made love off and on all night. We kissed with our tongues; rubbed our tits together. We rubbed our pussies together and we ate each other. It was fantastic. She rode my face, smothering me in her slippery crotch. Her fluids soaked my face. She moved to position her asshole over my tongue and I frenched her back door. She pulled my legs up by my shoulders, spreading me open, then dove into my muff, eagerly devouring my hot cunt. I had never squirted, but did with her. I coated her face with my cum and she licked me until a was exhausted.

It turned out that Natalie was gay. She said she had admired me when she saw me a few times and accepted the dinner invitation only to meet me.

As far as work goes, my husband continues to mentor her. I'll chop his cock off if he doesn't. As far as their business rules, they'll need to come up with one that covers a coworker fucking another coworker's wife.

Our friendship continues. I guess I'm bisexual or something because I enjoy getting fucked by my husband and getting and giving head to Natalie. Her cunt is exquisite. We get together about once a week. Bill even gives her time off work to come suck my pussy. She's my new best friend.