Billie and I had been golfing almost every week this summer. We had been teamed up at the beginning of the summer, and we decided to play golf every Wednesday morning, weather permitting.
On a few occasions when I picked Billie up at his home I met his wife Amanda. She was a hottie and I couldn't understand how a dork like Billie ever got her to marry him. Often while playing golf he would tell me how wonderful it was to be married to a beautiful girl like Amanda. He would go on about how she always had his dinner ready when he got home and how at night she would let him make love to her often. It used to piss me off when he talked about making love to her, when I felt she would be much better off fucking someone like me instead of a wimp like Billie.
My name is Frank and I had been married up to about a year ago. My wife Kathy came home from work early one day and caught me fucking our neighbor's 22 year old daughter. I tried to explain to her that it wasn't my fault, but the stupid bitch couldn't understand that and she walked out on me and filed for divorce. I admit I missed having a hot pussy in my bed every night.
My break came when I got a phone call from Billie in the hospital. His company had sent him to India on a business trip and he picked up a rare disease called Lithorium. It was treated with antibiotics but it was very contagious and could be spread by touch, so he had to stay in quarantine for ten days until the infection period was over.
He asked me if I could help out his wife until he got out. Amanda had lost her driver's license for several speeding offences so even simple things like driving to the grocery store was out. He also said she got nervous being on her own because of several recent break-ins in the neighborhood so if I could spend some time with her each day, especially in the evening, he would appreciate it. I told him I would be happy to help out a friend.
The first day I arrived, Amanda said Billie had called her also but she didn't think she needed help. She could always take a taxi to the grocery store. I told her I wanted to help out my best friend and I would do all I could to help her as Billie's replacement while he was in the hospital. I told her I just loved her cooking so if she would make my dinner that would be more than enough payment. That 1st day after she bought her groceries I told her I also enjoyed wine with my dinner. This was my first test; would she say no or otherwise object but when she asked what kind do I want, I knew I'd got to first base.
Over dinner I got her to talk about herself while I kept refilling her wine glass. All women like to talk about themselves so I sat back and listened. She married Billie during her final year in college. She liked him because he was interested in her, not like some of her earlier boyfriends that only wanted to have sex with her. I couldn't help thinking that she needed to be fucked by a real man, not some limp dick loser like Billie.
Amanda was a beautiful woman. She had a petite body, long auburn brown hair and a cute ass. She had dark brown doe eyes that could melt your heart or give you a hard-on or both.
After the first 3 days she was used to me being around. I drove her to the stores, took the garbage out, cut the grass and fixed little things around the house. Then I told her that this was becoming too hard on me because I lived on the other side of town. In reality I lived quite close. I also told her she lived much closer to my work than I did, another lie, so it would make sense if I could sleep in her house until Billie got out. I said that since burglars and break-ins occurred at night, I would be there to protect her. After some hesitation she agreed. I was now on second base. It was a 2 bedroom house with both bedrooms on the second floor. I was already fantasying about going into her bedroom by mistake or being confused and getting into her bed instead of mine, but that did not happen. She set up a cot for me on the main floor in what was a combination of her sewing room and Billie's home office which was close to the downstairs bathroom. Why do women make it so difficult?
It was now 5 days and I needed to step up my seduction or Billie would be out before I got to fuck her. I tried to make her comfortable around me by making her laugh, but that by its self was not enough. I tried to reduce her inhibitions by having wine before and after dinner, but that was not enough either. I knew the only way I could sexually excite her was by touching and caressing her, but I couldn't get that far. You can't talk a woman into letting you fuck her. I tried to arouse her by coming up behind her and putting my arms around her and kissing her neck. She only put up token resistance to that. Next I would hold her hand or caress her arm and tell her how beautiful she was. Her mind might say no but if you can get her body to say yes, the body wins over the mind every time.
I was making progress; she would laugh more at my jokes and she started dressing, not more sexy, but more stylish. Gone were the baggy pants and loose sweaters, but time was running out. Then I caught a break. Billie was being released from hospital but he would need a week of convalesce before complete recovery. That meant no strenuous activity and plenty of rest. It also meant no climbing of stairs and the hospital asked Amanda if she could set up a ground floor bedroom for him. Of course she already had my bed set up and I graciously offered to sleep upstairs in the spare bedroom until Billie recovered.
Billie's first day home was hectic for Amanda. She had to give him his many medications, and all his food had to be cut in tiny pieces so he could swallow it. Amanda was completely worn out that first night. I offered to give her a massage to relieve her tired muscles and she agreed. I told her to put on her nightgown and call me when she was ready. I put on my pajamas and went to her bedroom when she called. I expected to see something sexy but she was lying on her stomach wearing a granny nightgown. What does a guy have to do to get laid around here?
I massaged her shoulders, her arms, her neck and her back, but when I started massaging her ass and a bit lower I felt her tense up and close her spread legs. What a cockteaser. I felt like lifting her nightgown and shoving my cock in her ass. That's what the bitch needed.
