My wife's best friend. Also one of the best looking pieces of ass in the district. That's Paula. Five feet four of pure, unadulerated sex, all wrapped in the one gorgeous 26 year old package. I'd wanted her since the first time I'd seen her. Her short, honey blonde hair and to die for hazel eyes were set on the face of an angel. She looked about a 34C in the tit department and like I said....What an Ass!!!
It wasn't unusual for her to call around when my wife wasn't about. We'd drink coffee and chat over nothing important. If Paula had known how those little glances of hers made my cock twitch to attention perhaps she wouldn't have been so sure of me. You see, I'm one of those guys women think they can confide in. Paula's little chats had often contained details of her love life that her trusting husband knew nothing of. Her husband James was "A good guy" but boring in bed she said. So Paula had taken to going cruising for a little action when James was away on business. A few guys from a few towns in the next County had got to know Paula REAL well. Nothing wrong with that in my opinion. A little extra-curricular sex helps spice up the world. And I was planning on getting me some...
On the most eventful day of my dull life so far Paula came around for a coffee. I think her plan was to regale me with tales of her exploits the night before. I had other plans.
"Hi John, little wifey not around?"
"No she's away for the weekend at her moms," I replied. I looked her up and down slowly. She was wearing jeans and a white T shirt. I hoped she wouldn't be wearing them for long.
"I'm glad we're alone, I want to tell you about last night." She chuckled at the thoughts of the events. I on the other hand had had enough of these little stories of infidelity to last me a lifetime. At first the stories had gently aroused me, but these days they whipped me into a sexual fervor I was unwilling to try to stop any more.
"Grab your coffee Paula, you'll have to bring it upstairs if you want to tell me the gory details. I'm busy decorating and have to crack on. "I headed for the stairs.
"Sure," she replied. "be right with you."
I raced to the bedroom and hit the "play" button on the VCR. Paula entered the room just behind me. Her coffee cup was at her mouth. Her ruby red lips sipping the contents. I had other plans for those gorgeous lips. She looked at me and smiled, then recognizing her own voice she stared at the TV. She appeared on screen sitting at the breakfast bar downstairs.
"So I slipped my hand inside his shorts and squeezed his balls, He must have thought it was his birthday. I mean I'd only met the man 5 minutes earlier. Mind you He had a huge hard on in no time as I rubbed it stiff. GOD!! I couldn't wait to feel that monster inside me!!"
Paula's jaw dropped and the coffee cup slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. Her mouth was agape and words wouldn't form for her.
"Wh...how...what..." she stammered.
"You seem to be having trouble talking , perhaps I should explain" I smiled at Paula as she slumped onto the edge of the bed. She was transfixed as the tape rolled on with ever more explicit details of her one night stands. I stopped the tape and her attention turned to me.
"you come around here at least once a week and talk about your flings with total strangers. Well Paula, now its John's turn. I am gonna fuck you senseless. Otherwise, my angel, your darling husband James gets to see this 6 hour tape of our conversations over the last few months. Seventeen guys have fucked you according to your own accounts. Boy, He'll divorce your ass so quick. No more nice house. No more nice car, no more nice holidays. "
