The last thing that Laura had wanted this weekend was a guest. Not that she had anything important planned. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She had absolutely nothing planned for the entire weekend. Her husband Mark had taken the kids away to their villa for the week and Laura was going out to meet them after the weekend. For the first time in almost a year she was going to have a weekend to herself, just to be alone in peace and quiet and one of her best friends had to go and ruin it because her hockey tour had been cancelled.
Not that it was really Petra's fault. Her team was always short of players and trying to go on tour with only 9 was pointless. But it was too late to complain now. Petra was here and that was that. And since her husband was Mark's business partner and he and Pet's children were at Laura & Mark's villa as well (theirs wasn't yet finished yet), there really wasn't anywhere else for her to go except to an empty house.
So here they were sitting on the couch knocking back a few drinks from the bottle Pet had brought, marvelling at how fast the boys business had taken off in eighteen months. The one downer was that both men put in 80 hour weeks and generally only took a half day off a week, meaning that their kids hardly saw them. Hence this weekend. Neither of them knew of the Greek villa's the boys had bought off plan until they had announced a week ago that they were all to go away. Being typically work focused both men had forgot Pet's hockey tour. The fact that the men had decided to take the kids anyway and leave the girls showed how guilty they felt about the last year.
Laura realized that she actually missed just hanging out like this. Nowadays if she had the time to relax it was a soak in the bath and an early night. She knew Petra was the same and it was amazing that out of all of Laura's friends, even with three kids and a husband working every hour, Petra was the most laid back.
She was also one of the prettiest with her shoulder length black hair usually kept tied back in a ponytail or a messy bun or something atop of a pretty face. Nothing spectacular, but alluring just the same. Even Mark commented that Pet was sexy and to him, friend's wives were so off the market that he never mentioned it. Her body was nothing to be ashamed of either. Not exactly the body that every girl died for, but eighteen months hard works after her last child had brought about a body better than before she was married. Even 5 sessions a week at the gym couldn't shrink her E cup breasts, although her hips had come right down.
Laura was actually pretty similar in build, except for her tighter hips and ass and her slightly smaller D cup breasts. Her skin was paler than Petra's and her hair was a shade or two lighter. Her cheekbones were a little sharper and her lips a bit less pronounced.
Looking at both women together you would never believe they had five kids between them, nor they were both in their mid 30s. Of course, Laura would never admit to Petra that she thought she was attractive. Not that she was ashamed or anything it was just, well they were friends that's all.
Both women were sat on the couch, dressed in their pyjamas, with snacks and chocolate laid out on the coffee table. With not a lot on TV, they were talking about nothing in particular just bouncing from topic to topic. "So what did you have planned for the weekend?" asked Petra.
"Nothing much, A long soak in the bath, a bit of pampering. It would have been nice to have spent some time with Mark and no kids though." Said Laura.
"Oh yes?" responded Petra with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh come on don't look at me like that! When was the last time you had a really good session with Ewan, without the worry of the kids coming in?" Laura asked.
"Hey we had it twice last week!" retorted Petra.
"I don't mean an eleven at night, half hour job." Said Laura, "I mean a proper, anywhere, anyway all night fucking?"
"Well, when you put it that way," replied Petra, "probably before our first."
"Exactly! Six, nearly seven years ago! We're the same. When we do do it, we both just do what we know will get the other going. I wanna explore him again. I want to be able to spend the time for him to try new things, whether they work or not." Laura replied.
"You sound almost like you're bored with him." said Petra, giving Laura a look.
"No I'm not! Don't get me wrong Mark is great in bed. Christ he's so good with his tongue that I'm almost certain he must have been lesbian in a former life."
"What on earth makes you say that?"
"Well you know they say that only a woman knows what a woman wants in bed? Mark knows. When his heads between my legs the house could blow up and I don't think I'd realise."
"Oh come on! He can't be that good surely! What does he do?
"Oh he is, trust me. He does this long lick, from the bottom of my pussy all the way to my clit and back again, getting me dripping, then he'll literally bury his face in me, his tongue pushing in and out whilst his nose rubs my clit."
"Mmmmm. Ewan likes to concentrate on lapping my clit whilst he pumps his fingers in and out to get me wet. The he'll let me ride him for ages until he's ready to come." Said Petra, pressing her thighs together, feeling the wetness growing there. "I like facing his feet and grinding myself down on him."
"That's Marks weak point. Even though he's quite big, he can't hold back very long. Possibly because he's still got a foreskin."
"Really? Ewan's cut so maybe that's why he can. I mean he can fuck for at least an hour without cumming. I love being on my knees whilst he pumps me from behind. How big is big?"
"Over 7, but he's really thick about a quarter of the way down. I love it when he goes down on until I'm on the verge of cumming, then he'll quickly pull himself up and ram his cock home and nail me 'till I do. Usually quite quickly. I love being on my back with my legs wrapped around him getting fucked silly."
