"Great, I can't wait to see you Friday! It's been forever. Yeah, I miss you too!" This is all my husband hears me say as I hang up the phone with my best friend. We just moved and it's a drive back into town. She was willing to come up for a night and hang out with me this weekend. My husband and I aren't really that hot but somehow we landed this amazingly beautiful 23 year old woman that wanted our 30-something year old selves. She had a nice set of tits when in a bra, they sag when naked but that's expected when you have larger C maybe D cups. I on the other hand only had B cups to work with and went braless daily because it wasn't as easy to tell. She had a soft, very squishy big booty. I had a medium bubble butt. Together you get it all, the freaky tattooed redheaded milf and the young sexy big booty babe. My husband was that lucky son of a bitch that got both.
The first time we all got together was a bit awkward to get started, at least for me. I am by no means the best at starting sex. I asked her if I could eat her pussy and then next thing I know we had a fun photoshoot in our room and eventually her and I began to make out and get frisky. It led to some amazingly fun photos and a lot of orgasms. However it just wasn't top tier yet. Second time was great. We played games and got really naughty. Placing sexual bets so the winner would get a little treat each round. That led to an amazing threesome, including a little side action with just her and I in a sexy 69 position. He watched of course but I was so lost in her pussy I honestly did not care what he was doing.
Now that we've moved and with a new job starting. I needed a little girls time and some fun with the 2 of them. I am so glad I got the new place cleaned up and we won't have the kids this weekend. I absolutely needed this. I know she could use a little trip out of the city too.
Friday morning was here, I had to go do paperwork for the job. I needed to make sure anything last minute was done. I just wanted nothing to stand in the way of my weekend being a good one. She texted me around noon saying she just got up and is going to shower and get ready. The thought of her in the shower sort of got me all tingly. Or maybe it was from the excitement of her actually coming to visit. I know my husband was really excited. Maybe that was what I enjoyed, it made him happy and I got something out of it too. More than just one thing, I got a best friend who I can occasionally fuck and a husband who loves me?!?! Was I living in some fantasy romance or something?