Friends and Lovers

No one under 18 has sex in this story, and remember...it's all made up, it's a STORY.

Friends and Lovers.

I use Grammarly to spell check, it does a heck of a lot better than I do, but it still gets things wrong.

Grammar and punctuation are all mine I'm afraid, so sorry if it gets your goat, well maybe not, it does give lots of people something to moan about.

I'm Peter, 38, I'd like to think I'm just an ordinary man, nothing that makes me stand out from the herd of everyone else I know.

My wife, Betty, was killed in a motorway crash, in the wrong place at the wrong time, five years ago, I still mourn her, she's left a big hole in my life.

It doesn't make up for the loss, but when all the paperwork was completed, and Betty was scattered on our favourite coastline in Cornwall, the Lawyers had done their jobs and everything was settled, ( it took four years by the way,) it left me with a lot of money, but that didn't help with the loss, the pain of everything that could or should have been, I'd have been happier without the money and have Betty back, but that wasn't going to happen was it!

My group of friends, the close group that we, I still thought of us being together, our friends were very supportive, I'd had hot meals delivered, frozen ones in the freezer, and the invites were still coming in.

Invites to dinner, Sunday Lunch, shall we go and see the new film on at the cinema, how about that show on, or the live band, or, or or.

I began to feel like the lost course, the spare wheel when it was with a couple, it wasn't quite so bad when it was with a large group, but then it changed, it was, Peter, have you met, and there would be a woman, on her own, we would be introduced and after a question or two we would be left on our own, everyone else would be the other side of the room or garden, looking to see if we clicked and on several occasions I was expected to take her home.

They never worked out, I felt like we were lab rats being experimented on, there were three that I did follow up on, over dinner the first proved we had nothing in common apart from knowing the same friends, the second, she was great to look at body wise and had a very pretty face, but she could talk the hind leg off a donkey, when I dropped her off at her door she kissed me, well more like I was dead and she was giving me CPR, it was obvious that if I asked her I could have stayed the night. I'd got earache from her chatter in only an hour and a half, stay the night, no thanks.

The third one, now that opened my eyes, it was arranged that I would pick her up from her home, her car was in the garage being serviced I was told, I'd booked a table in a nice restaurant, the same one I took the other two to. I knocked five minutes early, I don't like to be late, she held the door standing behind it and asked me in saying she was nearly ready.

I walked into the dragon's cave.

When the door closed behind me I turned to find her in a transparent nightgown, short, and...it didn't have to be low cut, everything was on show, nipples that were red and hard, her pubic hair was cut, shaved into a triangle that pointed to her slit that was aroused, the lips were big and red, the only other thing she had on was a pair of high heels.

I like? Love sex, with someone who I have a connection with, I hadn't been with anyone else after Betty and I got together, and I hadn't had the urge for as long as I can remember, not after... you know.

We never made the booking, I didn't want to eat on my own in a fancy restaurant did I, I tried to let her down gently, but she had a hissy fit.

I was chastising the couple who had set me up for that one at a pub a group of us were meeting for a drink at, they laughed and it was the evening's joke, I should have just had my way and then left, by the sounds of it you could have done anything you wanted with her, why the hell didn't you? Things like that.

But it was Amy in a quiet moment when we were at the bar getting a round in who shocked me.

"Peter, why didn't you just fuck her, she'd have enjoyed it and so would you, I've watched you, you need a good fuck," I'd not heard her talk like this, she wasn't like that, well I hadn't thought she was.

Then Dave her husband joined us.

"I was just saying to Peter that he needs a good fuck,"

Dave looked at her then me.

"The lads have been telling him that over the last year, what he needs is a bad woman, a good one won't do him much good, not at first," Dave had such a way with words, not.

"No Dave, Amy's right, I need a good woman, someone like Amy,"

Dave laughed, "I thought you said you wanted a 'good' woman, Amy's not good, she's great, but she can be so bad, but if you're serious, you're welcome to take her home with you," Amy blushed, hit his arm and walked off swaying her rear in the most sexy way on purpose.

Several of the others joined in with that joke, several of the men offering me their wives, and then it was how about we swap and the joke got a bit out of hand. One of the women put a stop to it.

"It's not a joke for Peter, and which one of you would let any of the other men take your wife to bed?" That put an end to that joke, it didn't spoil the rest of the evening as we had all known each other and could get over something so silly in no time, but two days later Amy phoned me in the evening, she had made it a point of calling me just to check up I was doing alright, and to be honest, I was grateful at times.

"Peter, about the other night, I was serious," I cut in.

"So Dave's alright if you come over then?"

She knew I was joking and laughed.

"It's not that, but I meant it Peter, you need to get your leg over and start to live again, even if you hire a woman for an hour or however long you think you need," she was laughing as she was talking.

"I mean it Peter, you need to get your rocks off, and pretty soon, there, I've said it, do as mummy says,"

I cut in again.

"Oh god Amy, you're not going to spank my behind are you?"

"Oh, would you enjoy that Peter, is it one of your kinks? I bet you have a few, telly mummy all about them,"

We bantered back and forth with Amy egging me on to tell her what I liked, I made lots of silly things up just to tease her, and I had the impression that Dave and her got up to a lot of them, but she never came out and actually said it.

That call did two things, it cheered me up that night, for some reason I was down and feeling sorry for myself, the other was that it got me thinking, from something that she said I was feeling a throbbing when I hung up, not enough to do anything, but it was a start.

I lay in bed thinking, if I could just go out and pick up a woman who I had feelings for it would have been so easy, but it wasn't going to happen like that, the thought of hiring a woman? First thought, not on your life, second thought took hold the more I thought of it, I could pick some of the features that I wanted, not all I knew but the basics were possible, and it wasn't an uncertain end was it, it was a fact, that we would be in a contract, I paid and she delivered, well that was the idea.

I looked around the internet, lots of ads, lots were in Europe and more in the USA, but in my third look around I found an English site, I browsed it for a week, looking and thinking, picking out likely candidates, very few showed their faces, but you could see the body, not nude, but close to it, posed in such a way to make them appear sexy, not that they weren't.

I'd whittled it down to three, not right in town, but not that far away that the travel would be a problem, I looked and read reviews on each, it sounded so tacky that I nearly dropped the whole idea, but I didn't, I bit the bullet and placed a call, it was remarkably simple to do, I was booked for an hour with 'Cindy' the emphasis on the C in sin.

It was now or never, I drove to the flats that I was told to go to, I'd had a good shower and dressed smartly but not too smartly, I found the place easily, it was much better than I had expected, I had been told to text a code to a number when I arrived, a minute later I had one back saying to come up, I heard the lock on the outside door click as I approached, I climbed the stairs, the flat door was just cracked open and I could see a shadow behind it, a voice said to come in.

I walked in and the door closed with a click as the lock went in place.

I took a breath and turned.

"Oh shit," I think we both said it together.

"Amy?" It was a stupid thing to say.

I was going to ask what she was doing here, but it was clear that she was 'Cindy', she was dressed, if that was the right word, dressed in what I had requested, a corset with stockings, heels and a chocker around her neck.

"I better go Amy,"

"Don't you dare, but we do need to talk, but first I have to make a call, say that it's safe with you, if I don't in the next few minutes my backup will come charging in." Amy, Cindy, made a call and I only heard her say no.

I swear it was only 30 seconds when the door flew open and two women were racing in, one had this fire extinguisher in her hands ready to set off, and the other had a large can of hair spray ready to fire at me.

"Sorry girls, it's not like that," I saw her deflate, well as much as a tight corset could let her sag.

"Oh shit," Julia was the one holding the hair spray.

"You can say that again," Amy said.

Fire extinguisher carrying woman, I never heard her name, real or fake, she saw that everything was under control and after a nod between them all, she left.

I must have been in shock to some extent, not one but two of my friends, my buddy's wives even, were... well we all know what the description is, but it wasn't how I saw them.

It was, for me anyway, very uncomfortable to start with, Amy still in corset and heels looking exactly as I had requested, walked around making some tea for the three of us, I think her words were, 'alcohol won't do any good right now,' I wasn't so sure about that.

"I suppose you need an explanation," Did I ever.

Amy along with a bit from Julia added in went on to tell me about how they got into this, 'game' was the word they used, I was thinking more business, the money I had paid didn't make it a game to me, not that I was complaining, I could afford it.

It had started when the kids were little and Dave had his hours cut back and everything got on top of them and the only way out that they could see was this, Amy had always liked sex, I'd heard that from Dave over the years as well, someone, she didn't name names, had the bright idea, Amy said that the money was too good to stop when Dave got his hours back and... well here we are, Julia was only here for the money and Bill, hubby, thought she was working at a bar, could I, would I keep it a secret?

What a mess.

I came out of it when Amy asked Julia if she would take her next one, I realised that over an hour had passed, and her next customer must be due.

"I better be going Amy, let you... you know,"

"Not on your life Peter, I know it's been a hell of a shock, but you paid and all you've had so far is a cup of tea and a chat.

I can't do refunds, it wouldn't be fair to the other girls, but what I can do is rock your world,"

I didn't want to, I'd heard women talking about some man being like an octopus, hands and arms everywhere, Amy was like that, but it included her mouth doing things that I had forgotten how good they felt.

I didn't want to, but I did it, I had no more willpower to stop this octopus of a woman who knew just what to say and do with me, it wasn't love making like I had with Betty, well most of the time, we had our moments of hard fast fucking, but that was the exception, not the rule. Amy is either a very good actress or she was enjoying it as well as I was. It was when we were on our sides looking at each other getting our breathing back to where it needed to be, that I had this thought, we hadn't used a condom, it was one of the strict rules that was on the website and I was told when booking, I said as much to Amy, she smiled.

"Only for you Peter, and Dave of course, but nobody else, if you go on with paying for it, with anyone else, it will have to be with one, but all the while you only come to me it'll be fine, can I get out of this corset yet?"

I helped her out of it and found the marks that it had left her with, I massaged her where it was worst, and as I moved around Amy sighed and I could see her enjoying it, she dropped to her knees when I was in front of her and took me into her mouth.

Betty had given me blow jobs, but none like this one, Amy made me feel things that I had never felt from Betty doing this, Amy edged me, took me to the brink and stopped, took me there again and stopped.

"You once told me that your favourite position was doggy, I love it as well so let's love it together." She didn't have to ask twice, I'd forgotten how good it felt to have a woman, and in this position as well, all good things come to an end and what an end I came to.

I'd felt Amy playing with her clit at times as we acted like dogs, but she had felt me beginning to get ready to fill her with another load of my love potion, she did something that I had never heard of or thought about before, she started to slap my ball sack, not overly hard, but it was too a beat that she kept to as I was thrusting into her, when I came she kept the beat going until after my last pulse.

I was exhausted, I rolled off her and she covered the pair of us with a blanket.

"Let's lay here and recover shall we?" It wasn't a question really, I didn't have the strength to do much else.

I must have dropped off, I woke with a start, Amy was doing something with her phone, and she saw me looking at her.

"I'm just letting Dave know that I won't be home tonight, lay back and get some rest,"

I wanted to go home, I hadn't thought about Dave, and now she's telling him she won't be home.

"It's alright Peter, he's used to it, not that I stay with clients or men for that matter, he doesn't mind, we don't do anything if I'm there or not. I often stay here on my own."

Again I must have gone to sleep, I woke holding a boob, wondering what it was and then it all came back.

"Stay like that Peter, it feels good," I went back to sleep and woke when the sun came out from behind a cloud.

"I've got to use the bathroom Peter, when I've peed do you want to shower with me?" Amy got out of bed and in the daylight I saw her body for the first time, it wasn't a gym bunny's body, but it was firm and fit looking all the same.

We shared the shower, we washed each other paying attention to the important bits, as I was washing her pussy, probably for the umpteenth time Amy asked me.

"Did you ever shave Betty?" That stopped me, the two fingers in her pussy stopping what they were doing.

"No, no, Betty wouldn't let me,"

"Would you like to?" She looked down to where my fingers were still inserted. Would I......

I wet shave, so using a wet razor isn't a novelty, but shaving a pussy isn't like shaving a face, it took more concentration, so I took more time and care with how I did it.

"I love the way your tongue moves as you do that, you do know you now have to give it the touch test and then the tongue test," Amy was smiling as she said it after we had washed the area clean again.

I gave her the touch test in the shower and the tongue test on the bed as soon as we dried off.

Which led to her going back to sucking me and then she rode me cowgirl, she kept putting a nipple by my mouth and then swapping it for the other as she rode me, as I got near I did that move I'd seen in porn films long ago, I rolled us over so she was on her back and I was still buried inside her, lifted her legs and without being too indelicate, fucked the shit out of her until I filled her up with my morning load, what did surprise me was that she had all the signs of having her's as well.

"Well it looks like the cat that's got the cream from your face, and I'm not talking about you Peter," Julia said walking in as we were having breakfast.

I went home shortly after that, trying to work out what I was feeling, the sex was good, Amy had been right, I had needed a good fuck, and boy did I get more than one last night, and this morning.

But I had fucked a friend's wife for money and found out another friend's wife was selling herself as well.

I had trouble settling the next week, On one hand, I had enjoyed the sex, on the other it was weird that it was with a woman I had only thought of as a friend, and what about her husband Dave, the problem was that I accepted in my mind that it had been good, more than good, but did I, or could I, do it again?

It wasn't until after the weekend, Tuesday I think, that Amy called me.

"How are you doing Peter, Can you forgive me, Can we still be friends if nothing else?" We talked for over an hour, I told her my feelings were mixed and we chatted around those, forgiving her was easy, but the hard one was could or if I wanted to do it again.

And what about her husband, my mate Dave?

The call ended with her saying that she would like to do it again but would be happy if we just carried on being friends and not talking about it again.

My life had gone back to my mind being in a fog, I couldn't quite get everything in focus, but phone calls still came from my friends who knew that I was in a bit of a downer, when Amy called it was just idyll chit chat, she was not making any moves on me, it was purely my decision.

One of our get togethers was coming up, I changed my mind about going on an hourly basis, I was sort of made to go by Alan and Eve, they insisted that they pick me up as I had driven them last time.

Oh, it was lots of fun when I let it go, nobody looked at me in an odd way that I could see, the jokes were the normal leg pulling, it changed when I came out of the bathroom, Amy was waiting, she pulled me in and kissed me, it was full of passion and I couldn't help but respond.

While we were kissing she put my hand on a breast and I felt the nipple as hard as steel, even through her bra.

The rest of the evening it was as if it hadn't happened, Amy did nothing to show anyone else what we had done, it wasn't till we were all going, funny how one couple say it's time to go and everyone else says it's time for them as well.

There was a quick chat between Alan Eve and Amy, as we walked out Amy told me that they, Dave and her were taking me home.

I didn't want that, it was hard enough looking Dave in the eye as it was, I sat in the front as Dave drove, Amy was behind me, she was leaning on the back of my seat and caressing my ear and neck as soon as we moved away, she chatted as if it was an everyday occurrence, Dave seem oblivious to it.

As we pulled up at my house I thanked Dave for the lift, Amy got out from the back to get in the front seat, but as she shut the door instead of getting in she leaned in and said to Dave.

"I'll see you tomorrow sometime, Peter will bring me home."

Dave just said okay and drove off, Amy looped her arm in mine and we walked to the door, I let us in and Amy acted as if she lived here, put her coat on the hook and kicked her shoes off, just like Betty used to.

"It's good to get those off, I'm going to make a coffee, do you want one?"

I hadn't been able to say anything, is the term 'gobsmacked' right?

Amy made coffees, just quick instant ones in two mugs, she picked them both up in one hand and with the other pulled me towards the stairs.

"Come on, we'll enjoy them in bed, I want to get out of these clothes,"

I must have looked like the lamb being led to slaughter.

The only thing I remember saying was "What about Dave", her reply was that she had told him she was staying the night with me yesterday.