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Disclaimer: All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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I met Shane my first day on the job at Applied Engineering. The company had a mentoring program for new hires, and Shane was mine. I was 23 and fresh out of college with my mechanical engineering degree. In my junior year of college, I met my future wife, Abby, who was getting her degree in Elementary Education. I was a year older than Abby, having interned for a year between my junior and senior years. She is currently teaching third grade at a local school. Shane and I immediately hit it off. He was 35, 12 years older than me, but we had similar personalities and interests. Our company encouraged their employees to interact outside of work hours, and part of the mentorship program involved the families meeting for dinner once per month. Shane was single, so it was Abby, Shane and me for these dinners. Our first dinner was the first time Shane and Abby met, and they hit it off well. When we left the restaurant Abby told me we should invite Shane over soon since we didn't know many people in our new town. That conversation led me to asking Shane to meet us out the next week for drinks at a local sports bar, and within a couple of months the three of us had become close friends.
It made sense that Shane and Abby would get along, since he and I got along so well. Unlike me, Shane also enjoyed tennis and had played in high school and continued on a club team in college. Abby was competitive and very outgoing, two of her traits that I didn't share. I had one sister who was three years older than me. Abby was an army brat, the youngest of four with three older brothers. She also had a wicked sense of humor, something that I had always loved about her. She and Shane enjoyed busting each other's chops. I was more laid back but did enjoy their banter. My sense of humor was a bit drier than theirs, but we all got along so well that people thought we had known each other for years.
Another perk at my job was a membership to a local sports club that was only a mile from our office. It had several tennis courts, a large gym for basketball as well as rooms for aerobics. There was also a nice running trail that started at the clubhouse and meandered through several neighborhoods before ending back at the clubhouse. Abby was very excited about the membership. She played tennis in high school, but didn't have as much time in college. She was only 5'2" and 110 pounds, with a cute set of B cups that looked perfect on her small frame. She kept her blonde hair about shoulder length, and her bright green eyes had a tendency to sparkle when she was feeling mischievous. She had slim legs and a nice butt.
Abby quickly took advantage of the perk and before long her butt went from nice to amazing, and her belly went from cute to ripped. I was only 5'8" and 165 pounds, but the last two years of college I had eaten lots of junk food with little exercise. I knew it wouldn't hurt me to get into better shape. Shane had been taking advantage of the sports club membership for years, and with his encouragement I started meeting him three days a week before work to run. He was about 6' tall and slim. He was built like a runner, and he was a better than average tennis player. Abby liked to play tennis with him, saying it kept her sharp for her women's league play. I started out running a mile, and in a couple of months I was easily running three miles in the mornings. We started meeting most Saturdays for longer runs. Abby also ran regularly, but she usually went after school. She also joined a tennis league and was able to make friends with several of the other women there, most of whom either worked at the same firm as me or were married to an employee. We enjoyed some group dinners with other couples, but Abby and I both agreed that we preferred hanging out with Shane as the three of us got along so well.
One thing we all enjoyed was playing video games, particularly Call of Duty. Thanks to her older brothers, Abby was excellent at it, and Shane and I could also hold our own. So we spent many weekend evenings into the night teaming up and going on Ops. We had a set up in the living room and the guest room, while Shane had a set up in his media room in the basement of his house. Abby and I were jealous of the setup as he had two 48" flat screens with a 24" in the middle. We quickly set up a Discord channel for just the three of us in order to talk while campaigning.
Shane dated off and on, and Abby and I had a few double dates with him. He had told us that he didn't mind being single. I had been at the firm for about nine months by now, and at my last employee review my boss was very complimentary of my work. Shane had been a huge help to me, and Abby knew how much I had gained by him mentoring me. The three of us had become close over those months, so much so that for the last five or six months we saw each other almost every weekend, whether it was going to a live show or just hanging out. We were still in an apartment as we wanted to find the perfect place to either buy or build a house. One night the three of us were at his house watching a movie and having a few glasses of wine. We were all on the couch, with Abby sitting between us. She was wearing a skirt and sweater, nothing fancy. The sweater had a V neck that showed a little cleavage, and her skirt had slid up to show off a good bit of her shapely thighs. Shane had recently ended things with a girl he had been seeing for a few weeks. The movie ended and we all remained seated as the credits rolled.
"This is so much better than any date I had with Brittany," he said as he took a sip of wine. "She was a nice girl and all, but with you guys I'm so much more relaxed. It seems like every girl I date there is always some kind of baggage."
"You know we like hanging out with you, Shane." Abby put her hand on his thigh as she looked over at him, "but don't you get, um, lonely at times?"
Shane looked at Abby's hand on his leg, then over at her, causing her to blush. "Well, yeah, I guess at times it would be nice to have company for a night, but it's a lot more complicated than that. You and Andrew are lucky you found each other."
Abby patted his leg before removing her hand. "I agree. We are lucky. And I consider us both lucky that we met you so soon after moving here. Not only have you been a huge help to Andrew at work, but we couldn't have asked for a better friend. I just don't want us being around all the time cramping your bachelor style, you know?"
Shane laughed and stood up, taking our empty glasses to the kitchen. "I was serious about this being more fun. If I had a smart, sexy, funny woman like you I wouldn't complain, but women like you are not easy to find!"
"You can say that again." I put my arm around Abby and gave her a hug. "I got the best of both worlds. She is smart and pretty, and once she is worked up she is a wild woman in bed!"
Abby playfully slapped my arm as we stood and walked toward the door. "Men! Just because a woman enjoys sex doesn't make her a 'wild woman'."
Shane laughed as he shook my hand, then gave Abby a hug. "Whatever you say, Abby. I'm glad you guys are having fun, even if I'm left all alone and frustrated." He gave his best hangdog look as we headed out to go home.
We hadn't been driving long when Abby spoke, "I do feel kinda sorry for Shane. I mean, he says he doesn't mind being single, but I'm sure he'd rather be having actual sex instead of jerking off."
"What makes you think he jerks off?"
"Doesn't every guy over fifteen, who isn't getting laid regularly? I am pretty sure when we first started dating you still jerked off if you didn't see me a couple of times a week."
"OK, I guess you're right. I know before you and I started having sex, I had to relieve myself at least once a day. You kept me so horny I was constantly hard! Shane's older though, so maybe sex isn't as big a deal."
"Oh, I think it's still a big deal to Shane. For one thing, I don't think he would date as much if he didn't want to get laid. And I've seen him checking out women."
"Oh really? Does he check you out?" We arrived at our apartment and continued the conversation as we stripped and got into bed.
"I've seen him give my butt a second look a time or two. And he asked me about my nipple piercings a few weeks ago after a game of tennis."
I rolled onto my side in the bed. Abby was lying on her back with the covers up to her waist. We both slept naked, so I could see her firm belly and perky tits. She had gotten nipples pierced on a girls' beach trip after her freshman year of college. I reached over and teased her left nipple. The piercings kept her nipples hard, and when she was wearing a thin shirt or sports bra the piercings were obvious. Since she had been working out her outfits had gotten sexier, not that I was complaining. I loved seeing her wearing tight running shorts and a sports bra when we were working out. She also wore more tops that showed off her belly when we went out at night, so guys were always checking her out.
"I can't blame him for looking. You are crazy hot, you know." I slid my hand down her belly to her bald pussy and lightly rubbed her clit. She responded by spreading her legs and moaning.
"I kinda like him looking," she whispered as she arched her pussy against my hand.
Hearing her exhibitionist side come out was intoxicating. I felt the heat of her pussy as I ran a finger between her lips and felt her wetness. Pushing the covers off of us, I moved her small body around until she was straddling my face. I never got tired of looking at her sexy pussy. The outer lips were fat and closed up tight unless she was turned on. As she got hornier they would swell even more as they parted slightly to reveal the bright pink inner lips and her tiny clit. I ran my tongue from the bottom of her tight slit up to her clit, wiggling my tongue between the puffy lips to tease her button.
"Nnnnnggg. I love your mouth on my pussy!" she wiggled slightly, then leaned forward and gripped my 5" cock in her small hand and stroked it slowly.
My hands went to her perfect, round ass and caressed the firm globes as I licked her pussy. Before long her thick outer lips were parted and my tongue found her wet hole. She responded by leaning forward and engulfing my cock in her mouth, moaning deep in her chest as I began to lap at her wetness. She shoved her face down until I felt her lips press against my belly. The tip of my cock just touched the back of her throat. As she raised back up her fist followed her mouth, her copious drool providing lube as she began to fuck my cock with her mouth. Her hips were moving now, grinding her pussy against my chin as I tried to keep my tongue on her clit. She pulled her mouth off my cock and began to lick the tip, running the head across her lips.
"I'm gonna cum on your face, Andrew," she warned me as her hips began to twitch. "Ohfuck, ohyeah!!"
She pressed her pussy firmly against my mouth as her orgasm hit, her grip on my cock almost painful as she rode out her orgasm. I was squeezing her ass cheeks as my tongue flicked her clit as fast as possible. After a full minute I felt the tension leave her body, but her pussy was still mashed against my face. She raised up slightly and I took in a deep breath, then slid my tongue toward her pussy mouth. I tasted the slick juice from her orgasm, her outer lips now engorged and peeled apart. Every time I slid my tongue back up to her clit she would twitch, but she didn't move away. Her hand on my cock had begun to slowly stroke me, and when I felt her hot mouth capture the head I groaned into her pussy. I knew from experience that she wasn't finished. When I had told Shane that she was a wild woman in bed I had not exaggerated. She would have sex every day if possible. And she never wanted to stop at one orgasm.
"Uh-huh. Eat my sloppy pussy." She loved to talk dirty, and as she encouraged me she jerked and licked my cock, moaning when she worked a glob of precum out of the tip that she noisily swallowed.
I was close to exploding but wanted to get her off one more time. I slid two fingers between her pussy lips, feeling how wet she was as I pushed them into her tight hole. Curling my fingers, I felt for the soft spot on the inside wall of her pussy. She jerked when I pressed on it, and I began to slowly rub it as I latched my lips onto her clit. This time her mouth was on my cock, and as she came a second time she jammed her face down and sucked wildly on my cock. I couldn't hold back and began to hump into her mouth as I began to spew, my cockhead repeatedly smacking against the back of her throat. When our orgasms finally ended we flopped apart, both breathing heavily. She moved around and cuddled against me, her lips finding mine. I could taste my cum on her lips as she kissed me, her lips and tongue moving to taste her own juice that coated my entire lower face.
"That felt good," she sighed as she laid her head on my chest.
