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I have known Pam and Steve for three years. My wife and I spend at least one weekend night with them every month. For the past few years we have even gone on vacation with them. Mary and I have been married for eight years, but I'm not sure about Pam and Steve. Pam is around five seven and has these long legs. Pam has a very athletic body with B cup breasts. Mary is the opposite as she is five four and with thirty six C breasts and these sexy long hard nipples.
"Hey, go upstairs and be with Pam."
"What?"
"I dare you to go upstairs in get in bed with Pam."
"No you don't." Damn, is he serious? Should I? God, what if she would? What about Mary? Well Mary has told me that Pam has the hots for me. In fact, my wife told me that she wanted to watch Pam and in bed with me.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Do you know why I love hanging out with you guys?"
"Sure, cuz we all have so much fun."
"Yes, but do you know the real reason?"
"No. I just assumed that we had a great time."
Steve looks down, "I'm going to be blunt. Every time we hang out, well I get laid."
"Cool. So things are good?"
"Yea, but it's not me."
OK, now I'm perplexed, what was he telling me? "What?"
"Jerry, Pam is not thinking about me. She loves flirting with you. I'm sure that she is thinking about you when we're having sex."
"Really?" Is Steve really serious? I had to know more. "Why is that?"
"Please, I have never felt her so wet until we starting going out. Do you remember the first time we went to the theater?"
"Yea the girls we wearing those sexy black dresses."
"I never felt Pam so wet before."
"She had a great night?"
"No, she enjoyed flashing you in the limo."
"That was fun," a beat. "I loved how she would cross her legs. Wait, are you ok with this?"
"Sure, I love it. I have never gotten so much pussy before. Pam is all over me once we get home."
"I would love to bed Pam," I say.
And Steve replies, "And you should." Steve takes a second. I can see him think then blurts out, "We talk about you in bed."
"What?"
"You know Pam likes for me to talk dirty in bed."
"Really?"
"And we always talk about you."
"Really?" I'm shocked.
"Don't get me wrong you know that I'm not gay it's just that we've been married for eighteen years."
"Wow, I didn't realize."
"Last night I came up behind her, removed her panties and put them on her head. A blindfold if you will. Then I told her to pretend that it was you. I told her to call me by your name."
"So you pretended to be me?"
"Hey, it was some hot sex. That night I was not a proud man, but I did go to sleep a very happy man. Our little game was very kinky."
"That does sound pretty wild."
"Maybe you could go upstairs."
"I don't know if I could."
"She wants you."