"Okay, I'm here. What's for lunch?" Emily asked.
"I made a salad." Kelly said.
"A salad? You insisted that I come over for lunch for a salad?" Emily asked.
"No, the salad isn't why you're here." Kelly said.
"Then why am I here?" Emily asked.
"To protect me from John." Kelly said.
"Protect you from John? Oh my god...has he been beating you?" Emily asked.
"No, John would never do anything like that." Kelly said.
"Then what do you need protection for?" Emily asked.
"Any minute now John is going to walk through that door." Kelly said.
"So? I thought you two always had lunch together." Emily said.
"We do...he's come home for lunch every day for the last 16 years...since he started his own company." Kelly said.
"So then why do you need protection? Do you not like having lunch with him anymore?" Emily asked.
"No, of course that's not it. It's not having lunch with John that I need protection from. I need protection from what John has been having for lunch for the past 2 months." Kelly said.
"Why? What has he been having for lunch?" Emily asked.
"Me." Kelly said.
"What do you mean?" Emily asked.
"About two months ago John came home for lunch. I had prepared sandwiches for us, but he walked in, swept them off the table to the floor, pulled me to him, kissed me, opened my shorts and pushed them down my legs, picked me up, put me on the edge of the table, opened his pants, pulled my panties to the side and fucked me right here on the table." Kelly said.
"Oh my. So you guys had a nooner? What's the big deal about that?" Emily asked.
"There was nothing wrong with it that first time. It was surprising and exciting to have him just come in and ravage me like that. The thing is that he's done the same thing every day for the last two months." Kelly said.
"So you've had a nooner every day for the past two months?" Emily asked.
"Yes. He walks in with a lustful fire in his eyes and fucks me right here on the table...without saying a word." Kelly said.
"He doesn't say anything?" Emily asked.
"Not a word. When it's over he pulls away like nothing has happened and we eat lunch together like we always do." Kelly said.
"So you want me here so that John won't come in and fuck you on the table today?" Emily asked.
"Yes. He won't do it with someone else here, and truthfully I need a break." Kelly said.
"Nooners usually don't take very long." Emily said.
"No, you're right, they don't. It usually only lasts 10 minutes or so. The thing is we've been making love every night for the past two months too. Sometimes we make love in the morning if we both wake up early enough. On weekends we make love at least twice both days." Kelly said.
"So how many times a week are you together?" Emily asked.
"At least once each weeknight so that's 5. Twice each on Saturday and Sunday so that's 4 more. Probably twice a week at a random time either in the mornings or on the weekend. So that's what...11 times. Then you throw in these nooners and we're having sex around 16 times per week every week. Even when we were newly weds we didn't do it more than 8 or 9 times a week." Kelly said.
"So between making love and getting fucked you've been with John 16 times every week for the past 2 months?" Emily asked.
"Yes." Kelly said.
"Well no wonder you've looked so tired lately." Emily said.
"Exactly. I need a break and since it wouldn't be practical to have you over at night when we go to bed I can't really stop those, but if you're here for lunch I can prevent the nooners and every little bit will help." Kelly said.
They heard the front door open and heard John walking down the hall. They both looked at him as he entered the kitchen.
"Hello John." Emily said.
John didn't say a word or acknowledge Emily's presence in any way; he simply walked over to where Kelly was sitting at the table, pulled her to her feet and kissed her. As he kissed her John opened Kelly's shorts and started pushing them down. Kelly tried to push away from him.
"John...what are you doing? Emily's here." Kelly said.
John didn't respond. He pushed Kelly's shorts the rest of the way down, used one foot to hold them around her ankles, and lifted her up out of them. Kelly was left wearing her shoes, T-shirt, bra, and panties. John moved her to the edge of the table and held her in a kiss as he opened his pants. When his cock sprang free from his pants John pushed Kelly back onto the table. He held her down with one hand and pulled her panties to the side with the other hand. He then guided his cock into her pussy.
Kelly and Emily were both too stunned to speak. John was fucking Kelly in front of her best friend Emily and he hadn't said a single word. For several minutes John fucked Kelly hard and fast. Just as she had her orgasm John had one of his own.
As soon as he'd finished cumming John pulled his cock out of Kelly, put his cock back in his pants, and walked over to the counter to make himself a plate of the salad Kelly had prepared.
Emily had sat in a chair beside the table the whole time too stunned to move. Kelly remained lying on the table, her panties pulled aside with John's cum dripping out of her. She rolled her head to look at Emily.
"See what I mean?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah...I see your dilemma now. He did it even with me here. That was...intense." Emily said.
John turned back towards the table and sat down with his salad.
"What are you waiting for Emily?" John asked.
"Um...right...I guess I should go." Emily said.
"I'm not talking about leaving...I'm talking about your lunch. Kelly did invite you over here for lunch didn't she?" John asked.
"Yes...yes she did." Emily said.
"Well then go ahead and eat." John said.
"Um...okay." Emily said.
Emily got up and walked towards the salad.
"Not the salad Emily." John said.
Emily looked towards John with a confused expression.
"Then what am I supposed to be having for lunch?" Emily asked.
"That right over there." John said.
He pointed towards the end of the table where Kelly's pussy was dripping.
"What do you..." Emily asked.
"Don't tell me that I went to all the trouble of making a special lunch for you and you won't even taste it?" John asked.
"You mean...Kelly's..." Emily said.
"What else would I mean?" John asked.
"John...I don't know." Emily said.
"Come on...we both know that you want to. Go ahead. We don't mind do we sweetheart?" John asked.
Kelly was so surprised by everything that was happening that she only moaned.
"See...its fine by her. You'd better dig in before it gets cold." John said.
Emily stood looking at John for a moment; then turned her eyes towards Kelly. She'd always been curious what it would be like to eat cum out of a woman's pussy and she was being given the chance to do it with her best friend.
She saw John nod his head towards Kelly and slowly she moved around the table towards her best friend's pussy. Emily lowered herself to her knees and moved in close. She looked over at John.
"Are you sure?" Emily asked.
John smiled.
"I wouldn't have made you that special lunch if I didn't want you to eat it." John said.
Emily looked at John for another minute then turned to look at Kelly's pussy. The view excited her. Kelly's heels were on the edge of the table spread wide apart. Her knees were up in the air. Her thighs formed a V calling Emily's eyes towards her best friend's pussy. There it was. Kelly's blue panties had slid partially back over it, but Emily had a close up look at her friend's pussy. A little trail of cum was oozing out and running down to her puckered little asshole.
After staring in awe at Kelly's pussy for a minute she licked her lips. She longed to taste her friend's pussy. She looked over at John one last time. He smiled and nodded. Emily's eyes moved back to Kelly's pussy.
Emily leaned in towards her best friend's pussy. She could feel the heat from it and smell the pungent aroma of sex on her. Emily opened her mouth and extended her tongue. At the first contact of Emily's tongue Kelly moaned and shifted her body which moved the panties back over her pussy. Emily tried to pull them to the side again.
"You should probably just take those off. With as much as she'll be moving around they'll just keep getting in the way." John said.
Emily reached up and grabbed the waistband of Kelly's panties. She pulled on them. Kelly didn't lift her butt off the table so Emily had to tug pretty hard to pull them out from under her, but once she did she was able to pull Kelly's legs close enough together to slide them down. She pulled them down past Kelly's knees, to her ankles, over her shoes, and off.
Emily looked down at the panties in her hands; panties that she had just pulled off of her best friend. She dropped them on the floor. Emily moved Kelly's feet back up onto the table where they had been and moved back in towards Kelly's pussy.
The second time Emily's tongue touched Kelly's pussy she got a taste of John's cum as it dribbled out of Kelly's pussy and ran down towards her asshole. Kelly moaned again.
Emily had never been with a woman before, but she had always been curious. Specifically she was curious what it would be like to be with Kelly. She'd never licked a pussy before, but she knew how she liked guys to lick her so she licked Kelly the same way. More and more of John's cum entered Emily's mouth as she continued to lick her best friend's pussy.
Kelly started squirming on the table as Emily kept licking and sucking on her pussy. Emily moved her right hand up to rub Kelly's clit with her thumb. Emily's left hand found its way down the front of her shorts and she rubbed her own pussy as she licked Kelly's. Both women were moaning.
